My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 1096 -

Qin Liuxi continuously hurled insults and ridicule, calling him a worthless fool so full of oil that Heir Zhou was almost driven to draw his sword and stab her out of anger.

But Anning was a pawn planted by the Prince Zhao Mansion by his side?

Heir Zhou looked at Anning, who coldly said, "Heir, do you believe her?"

Qin Liuxi said, "The Zhou Family as a part of the royal family can indeed act with impunity in Shengjing. However, Heir Zhou, has no one ever told you that it’s better to offend a petty person than to offend a Daoist Alchemist?"

Heir Zhou frowned deeply.

"It’s true that you have thousands of troops that could flatten a Daoist Temple, but you don’t know what kind of magic a real Daoist can wield. They could make you perpetually unlucky, as you are now, feeling unfortunate in everything you do. For instance, if they have your blood, hair, and birth dates, they could subject you to a Suppression Technique. Or they could use seven Blood Evil Needles on your effigy, ensuring your death is absolute," said Qin Liuxi sinisterly. "You might say this targets individuals only, but no. If I truly wanted to deal with your entire family, I could visit your ancestral tombs and ruin the feng shui. By then, it wouldn’t be difficult for your entire clan to be obliterated."

Heir Zhou felt more and more chilled as he listened, seeing Qin Liuxi as if she were a terrifying Evil God.

This vicious woman!

"Daoist Skills, where there’s righteousness, there’s also evil, changing in countless ways. I disdain using malicious evil magic, but provoke me to try? Everyone has a limit. If you step on mine and initiate the cause, don’t blame me for seeking revenge," Qin Liuxi shifted her tone. "You might think that for every challenge under the Dao, there’s a loophole, and that magic can always be countered by another alchemist. But who can guarantee they’ll seize that narrow chance? If missed, just like that, it’s all over. Do you think you dare gamble your entire family’s fate against me?"

Heir Zhou’s mouth was dry; he swallowed hard, avoiding Qin Liuxi’s intimidating gaze, and said with false bravado: "You dare—aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"

"When you allowed that meek ghost to injure the temple’s old Taoist master, did you consider divine retribution? By ignoring lives, you should’ve expected that someone might take human lives even more lightly than you. How is it that your Zhou family’s lives are lives, but others’ aren’t?"

Heir Zhou choked back; he wanted to say, how could others compare to the Zhou family?

But he didn’t dare!

What if Qin Liuxi really disturbed their ancestral tombs? Wouldn’t that mean the end for the Zhou family?

Who dares move ancestral tombs!

Yet this woman dares—she’s utterly mad, and he’s offended a mad Daoist!

Thinking of this, his whole body froze once more!

What’s the most severe consequence of offending a skilled mad Daoist?

Heir Zhou’s eyes widened in shock and fear.

"Others might not know not to offend lightly, but Daoist Temples are places venerating the Buddha and gods. Even if one doesn’t believe, an intelligent person would tread with reverence and not act rashly. Yet what did Heir Zhou do? Coming to seek an elixir without sincerity, surrounding and harming a Daoist Master with troops, is this your attitude for Seeking Elixir? Even if Qingping Temple had any Elixir, with such an attitude, I wouldn’t give it to you."

Qin Liuxi stepped forward slowly, saying, "So, are all Zhou Family members as recklessly foolish as you, or were you instigated and guided?"

Her gaze fell upon Anning, its intensity forcing.

Her eyes were as dark and bright as if they could see through one’s soul.

Anning was forced to take a step back, seeing her lips part slightly. Her voice was like ice blades piercing his eardrums.

"Those behind him are cunning, laying such a pawn beside you, urging you to injure the Daoist Master, offend the temple and me. As the temple master, why shouldn’t I seek justice for him? It’s necessary to do something to your Zhou family. By then, if the Zhou family falls, and the maternal clan of the Crown Prince loses power, he loses a great aid. Removing him from the Eastern Palace becomes simpler. Worse yet, should I vent my anger on the Crown Prince, personally dragging him down, it wouldn’t be impossible. With that, do you still speak of wealth and nobility?"

Sweat dripped down Heir Zhou’s forehead as he looked at Anning, with suspicion and murderous intent replacing indulgence.

Indeed, he hadn’t thought of being so radical; it was Anning who, without a word, injured the old Taoist, bringing trouble to him, the Zhou family, and even the Crown Prince!

Then, is Anning still a pure Anning as before, or is he, as Qin Liuxi said, a pawn from the Prince Zhao Mansion?

Was the Trace of Revitalizing Pill deliberately leaked by the Prince Zhao Mansion?

"Anning, is that true?"

Seeing Heir Zhou’s gaze, Anning sneered, saying, "Whatever Heir has decided in his heart, it is, why ask me?"

Listen to this, such a disdainful tone.

Feng Xiu stepped forward, looking into his eyes impatiently and asked, "Tell us, are you a spy from the Prince Zhao Mansion?"

His eyes brimmed with allure, ensnaring Anning abruptly, his gaze hazy, said, "I am a Hidden Guard from Dingxi Marquis Mansion turned overt, but my master is Princess Zhao."

Heir Zhou, hearing this, glared wide-eyed, staring fiercely at him.

"Who leaked that the Qingping Temple had a Revitalizing Pill?" Feng Xiu asked again.

Anning shook his head: "I don’t know. My task was to sow discord between the Crown Prince’s maternal clan and Qingping Temple."

"Rascal!" Heir Zhou lunged, drawing his sword across Anning’s neck.

There was a gush.

A line of blood spurted from his neck, splattering across Heir Zhou’s face.

Heir Zhou stiffened, seeing Anning clutching his neck in disbelief, their eyes meeting as he staggered back two steps, loosening his grip. The sword clattered to the ground with a sharp sound.

Anning collapsed to the floor, gazing at the roof, a woman’s form surfacing in his vision, her smile gentle yet never to be seen again.

It’s fine!

Anning closed his eyes, a relieved smile touching his lips.

Heir Zhou panicked, walking a few steps, his hands fumbling, saying, "Anning?"

Anning’s soul drifted out of his physical body, coldly eyeing Heir Zhou, resentment surging, just about to act when a strong golden light struck over, causing him to let out a scream, looking towards Qin Liuxi, filled with dread.

Qin Liuxi looked at the ghost messenger in mid-air, motioning with her mouth: "Take him away."

The ghost messenger hastily threw out the Soul Hook Chain, binding Anning, saying, "Let’s go!"

The soul was so dark; one cannot tell how many people he had killed, bearing heavy sins. If not for the adult sparing this thing from soul scattering, it’s likely only sparing defiled this Daoist Temple.

Heir Zhou trembled all over, fearfully glancing up at the chilling gust, as if hearing the chains clattering. Who was Qin Liuxi addressing to take him away?

Good heavens, is the Daoist Temple this fierce too?