My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1066 - 1036: She Is No Longer Wang Chuan, My Disciple

Chapter 1066: Chapter 1036: She Is No Longer Wang Chuan, My Disciple

Wangchuan ran away.

Teng Zhao was both angry and shocked, but he didn’t chase after her. Instead, he rushed to Qin Liuxi’s side, helping her up with a face full of concern: "Master, are you alright?"

Little Ginseng also ran over, staring at the bloodstains at the corner of Qin Liuxi’s mouth, saying tremblingly: "Are you okay?" Seeing her pale face, he hurriedly rummaged through the large bag he carried with him, took out a ginseng whisker, stuffed it into her mouth, and said: "Quick, eat it to replenish your energy."

Qin Liuxi wiped away the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth, chewed the ginseng whisker a bit and swallowed it, shaking her head: "I’m fine."

"But it’s cracked." Little Ginseng pointed at the Qiankun Soul-devouring Mirror in her hand, and said: "Wangchuan must have gone mad, how could she kill her master? And she left only four or five years ago, yet she’s already so powerful? She can even make you spit blood."

Teng Zhao glared at him, if you can’t speak properly, just shut up!

Qin Liuxi put away the Qiankun Mirror, and said calmly: "The powerful one is not her; it is the Evil Buddha behind her. He placed a Soul Seal on her. This Qiankun Mirror has accompanied him for thousands of years in the Nine Netherworld. It can be said to have devoured his soul day and night, so he knows it well. As soon as it came out just now, Si Luo naturally sensed it, and thus the Soul Seal activated, using her hand to attack the mirror and me."

Teng Zhao and the others’ faces changed, and they said: "With just one Soul Seal, the Evil Buddha is already so powerful. Isn’t Master... now that the Qiankun Mirror is cracked, does it mean he’s become even stronger?"

Qin Liuxi said: "It’s definitely impossible for him to recover to his state before being imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld. First, he doesn’t know whose body he’s inhabiting now. If the embodiment is through forced demonic possession, no matter how compatible, it’s not as good as his original body. Even if not possessed, even if he’s 100% compatible with that body, he’s merely reincarnated into a mortal body, definitely not as good as his Buddhist bone back then. Secondly, the current Spiritual Energy is not as abundant as it was thousands of years ago, Cultivation is not as good as before."

Having been trapped for so long before escaping, he must have prepared for a long time. He hasn’t activated the technique to become a god yet, so his power is surely greatly weakened, and he’s waiting to recover to his best peak moment to avoid failure again. Thus, he will look for his Buddhist bones.

She looked down at the cracked Qiankun Mirror, and said: "This Qiankun Mirror is a treasure, very powerful. Although it’s cracked, the treasure’s backlash is not light. Si Luo, who laid the Soul Seal, will also suffer some backlash, but the most serious is..."

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Teng Zhao already knew she was talking about Wangchuan.

Little Ginseng said: "Why has Wangchuan become like this? Has she forgotten about us?"

Their cute, naive, and soft Wangchuan, how did she turn into a strange Rashamon witch?

What did that Si Luo, cruel as he is, do to her over the years?

"She is no longer my disciple Wangchuan." Qin Liuxi turned around and walked towards the fallen Xue Yuying, saying: "Wangchuan is in the past. She is Heartless; we are no longer on the same path."

Teng Zhao and Little Ginseng looked at each other, their hearts empty, sour and bitter.

Meanwhile, Wangchuan was running to the Holy Mountain, coughing up blood all the way, her heart feeling like it was being torn apart, painful and numb. The woman’s Magic Artifact was terribly powerful, it hurt so much.

Her heart also felt particularly uncomfortable for some reason.

Who were those people?

Why is she like this?

On the top of the Holy Mountain, Si Luo wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, his face ashen, his cheeks bulging, his eyes icy.

It was actually the Qiankun Soul-devouring Mirror, and it ended up in her hands. Is it especially meant to deal with him? Has Emperor Fengdu treated her as the Savior?

How laughable!

Si Luo truly laughed, truly wanted to destroy it but had to endure, endure until that day. She will lay the path as he expected and personally send him to the altar.

At that time, he will reserve a Divine Servant position for her.

Crunch, crunch.

The sound of footsteps on the snow was approaching.

Thud.

Someone knelt on the snow.

Si Luo turned his head, flicked his sleeve, and sent the little black robe on the ground flying out with a slap. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and fell on the snow, like blooming red plum blossoms.

Heartless didn’t wipe it off, just knelt back on the ground.

Si Luo leisurely approached, first cursing the waste, then looking down at her from above, squinting: "You couldn’t go for the kill. Is it because you were unwilling, or are you still sentimental?"

Emotion, what is that?

Since cultivating the Heartless Path, Heartless had already forgotten what emotion was. She had no feelings; only Cultivation Technique filled her heart and mind, forgetting all feelings.

The further she walked along the Heartless Path, the more heartless she would become. She’d forget everything, becoming a mechanical Rashamon solely for promotion, fearless of everything, including killing the person before her.

Si Luo raised her chin with the tip of his foot, seeing her face as pale as snow. The fallen hood revealed a hint of white at her temple; her pupils somewhat distracted, indicating she was severely injured.

The Qiankun Mirror’s power, even with only his Soul Seal, could cause backlash; let alone facing it directly.

"The little thing is heavier in emotions and softer than I thought, truly foolish." Si Luo chuckled.

Injured as she was, Qin Liuxi would definitely catch up if she pursued her. With some effort, she could catch up for sure; once she lays a hand on Wangchuan, causes and effects would be settled, Wangchuan can’t commit further evil after that, indirectly bearing some cause and effect herself.

But Qin Liuxi let her go, was it compassion, or something more important to handle?

But ultimately, she softened her heart.

Si Luo despised such sentiments, only thinking Qin Liuxi was courting death, yet more excited, as she nurtured a Heartless one, and the more evil she commits, the more causes Qin Liuxi bears. How long can she walk this path?

It seemed a little dull.

Si Luo stared at the expressionless Heartless, a hint of killing intent flickering in his eyes, if it’s too dull, how about killing her?

Heartless’s breathing suddenly halted.

Her entire body erupted with goosebumps; she felt death’s breath approaching, closing in.

But only for a moment, then it vanished.

Si Luo retracted his foot; killing her would be a waste, better to nurture. She will definitely be a good show in the future, entertaining.

"Those yin yuan, you personally refine them during closed-door cultivation. Before you come out, I want to see you advance further." Si Luo coldly looked at the small Jade Bottle at her waist.

Heartless replied without expression.

"Kneel down, clear your mind." Si Luo left those words and walked towards the bamboo house in the mountain.

Heartless just knelt on the ground, the cold and numbness from her knees didn’t make her move an inch, her mind filled only with the Cultivation Technique.

But her hand involuntarily touched her left wrist. She opened her eyes and looked at it, always feeling there should be something worn there, instead of being empty like this, but what is it?

Heartless stared for a while, then closed her eyes again, reciting the Cultivation Technique, but a pair of eyes appeared in her mind, the gaze extremely complicated.

A dull pain came from her heart once again, causing her to curl upon the ground, hugging herself tightly, forcibly driving the person from her mind.

Only this way, can she survive!