Qin Liuxi saw Mrs. Zha trying to break the spell and said no more. She attached the secret map, lit a yellow talisman and prayed to the heavens. Then she sat down cross-legged in front of the altar, with her hands forming the Seven-star Heavenly Gang Technique, palms up, and closed her eyes as if lowering a curtain.
In her heart, she silently recited the spell, fingers nimbly and quickly going through the complex motions. Not long after, the Beidou Tiangang Spiritual Energy began to stir without wind, drawn towards her.
Mrs. Zha and Zao Qingman dared not even breathe heavily from the side, inwardly amazed. Despite the doors and windows being shut, an invisible Spiritual Energy seemed to materialize from thin air, profoundly mysterious.
The two looked towards Qin Liuxi, who sat cross-legged before the altar, with newfound reverence.
This little Taoist was so young, yet her mastery of Taoism was so profound.
Meanwhile, Yu Changkong’s eyes were deep, and a flash of golden light seemed to pass through his pupils as he watched the spiral of purple-gold energy twist towards the hall.
His gaze shifted slightly. He decided to sit down under the rear hall’s veranda, cross-legged like he had seen Qing Yuan do before. He place his hands in a particular position on his knees and closed his eyes to rest.
Mu Xi exclaimed in surprise. Unlike Yu Changkong, who could see some kind of energy, Mu Xi felt a warm and particularly comforting feeling just now.
Seeing Yu Changkong suddenly sit down, without understanding the reason, but guided by a principle of not admitting defeat, he also followed and sat down.
Inside the hall, Qin Liuxi channeled the Spiritual Energy into her body, straight through her orifices. She parted her lips and began to recite the Golden Light Divine Spell.
"Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect, Root of All Qi, extensive cultivation through myriad calamities, to witness my Divine Skills; within and beyond the Three Realms, only Dao is revered... I beseech Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, swiftly as the decree commands, to descend and guard the Dao, exorcise the evil and suppress the evil spirits, decree!"
She formed the hand seals and struck the oil lamps except for the Life Lamp, which one by one, were extinguished.
At that time, in a quiet room within a small courtyard, set up with a Seven-star formation, sat an Evil Path practitioner with a long face and mung bean eyes. Suddenly, his eyes shot open in alarm, looking towards his Seven-star lamp.
Something was wrong, someone was breaking his magic.
The Evil Path practitioner hurriedly formed hand seals to protect the lamp, reigniting the extinguished lamp, and sneered coldly.
Qin Liuxi opened her eyes, somewhat annoyed: "Seeking death!"
She lit a Heavenly Communication Talisman and formed even more complex hand seals, extinguishing the lamps once more. Without waiting for the opponent to react, she recited another incantation and struck seven more seals, reigniting the extinguished lamps, but now it was the Life Lamp of Zao Qingman that had been restored.
So-called life borrowing was nothing more than replacing one’s own life with that of another, taking over. The opponent had already taken some of her Qi Fortune and vital energy; as long as the spell succeeded, it would be possible to completely borrow her life.
What Qin Liuxi did was merely retrieving what the opponent had taken.
The Lifebound Seven Star Lamp corresponds to the most important acupoints in the human body, each igniting continuously. Once the spell was successful, both vital energy and Qi Fortune would return.
Qin Liuxi was domineering, not giving the opponent any way out, sweeping up the lost energy like in a bundle, striking seven Daoist Magic Techniques onto the Life Lamp and placed an Evil Extermination Technique on the opponent.
The seven lamps shone brightly.
Zao Qingman distinctly felt a sudden surge of vitality, a cozy warmth throughout her body, dispelling her previous weariness.
The Evil Path practitioner watched as the most crucial life-sustaining Life Lamp not only went out but also violently exploded. His chest felt as if pierced by a sharp sword, pain stabbing sharply through.
With a howl, he clutched at his chest and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Who, who broke his magic!
Elsewhere, in a grand residence, a woman with high cheekbones tenderly looked at her daughter, whose complexion was becoming rosier, and said, "Qing’er, in a few days, you will be transformed from your past frailty. From then on, a bright future awaits you, and you can choose from countless brilliant matches, even becoming a princess if you so wish."
The young lady’s face flushed, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt an intense pain in her chest. A sweet taste at the back of her throat, a mouthful of blood splattered onto the woman’s face, and she fell backward with a pale face and rigid body.
The woman was dumbfounded and screamed, "Qing’er!"
The evil magic broke, and the backlash occurred.
Cleverness has caused her own misfortune, costing Qing’er her life.