Dozens of arrows were released simultaneously.
Nanli raised an eyebrow and used the same method to bring down all the archers.
In truth, they were only knocked down and not injured, still capable of fighting.
But Nanli appeared suddenly next to them several times, silently, causing them to be frightened and forget to strike.
Qing Feng nearby felt embarrassed, as he hadn’t even made a move yet, and Miss
Chu had already resolved everything.
Nanli appeared once again beside Qing Feng and said, "You handle the aftermath, I must hurry back."
"Yes, Miss, rest assured," Qing Feng replied.
Just to be safe, Nanli gave him a teleportation talisman, allowing him a chance to escape when he couldn’t hold on any longer.
Shortly after she left, the Black Armor Guards arrived.
Seeing that dozens of assassins had been taken down, they looked at Qing Feng with admiration, saying, "Brother Qing Feng, you are truly formidable!"
Qing Feng blushed, wanting to explain himself, but fearing that Miss Chu’s reputation would spread far and wide, attracting unnecessary trouble, he could only accept the situation.
Using a teleportation talisman, Nanli returned to the outskirts of the Zhang residence before stepping inside quickly.
As Qing Feng had anticipated, she didn’t want to appear suddenly, both to avoid startling people and to prevent drawing attention.
After all, teleportation talismans were not something any random Taoist could create, and it wouldn’t benefit her if too many people knew about it.
Seeing her return, everyone’s expressions brightened.
Especially Madam Zhang, who approached and asked, "Miss, have you found my husband’s soul?"
"I have found it, and I immediately restored his soul to its rightful place," Nanli replied, instructing someone to move Mr. Zhang back to his room.
Apart from Madam Zhang, no one in the Zhang family believed her.
The idea of restoring a soul seemed absurd; after all, the man had been lifeless for over an hour.
Qin Zheng initially thought Nanli was joking, but seeing Ye Siheng’s serious expression, he became interested and approached to take a look.
Restoring a soul to its body wasn’t troublesome for Nanli ; she completed it in less than a cup of tea’s time.
Since the others didn’t possess spiritual vision, they naturally couldn’t see the spiritual body.
However, they could sense that the coldness in the room had dissipated to some extent.
Nanli touched Mr. Zhang’s pulse again, confirming that he was fine, before turning and saying, "It’s done."
Madam Zhang walked to the bedside.
The other members of Zhang family also gathered around. Madam Zhang’s hand trembled slightly as she reached out to feel Mr. Zhang’s breath, but due to nervousness and fear, her suspended hand never made contact.
It was childe Zhang who acted quickly; he saw his father’s chest rise and fall and, shocked, hurriedly checked his father’s breath.
"He’s alive! Father is alive!" he exclaimed.
Other people of Zhang family burst into tears of joy.
Those who were skeptical also went to check his breath and feel Mr. Zhang’s pulse, only then daring to believe that he had truly come back to life.
Qin Zheng, who had previously been a magistrate, had handled many cases, but he had never encountered a situation like tonight, where someone who had been confirmed dead by the mortician could still come back to life.
He asked, "Sixth Miss, when do you think Mr. Zhang will wake up?"
The Zhang family quieted their crying.
"His soul has been separated from his body for some time, so he will probably remain in a deep sleep for three to five days,"
Nanli’s eyes flickered as she took out a talisman and said to the Zhang family,
"But if you nourish and repair his soul with this talisman, he should awaken within two days."
A twitch appeared at the corner of Qin Zheng’s mouth.
Madam Zhang’s eyes were swollen, but she wore a smile on her face.
"I wonder if 500 taels would be enough?"
"No need for so much, 100 taels will suffice," Nanli conducted her business fairly, not taking more than she should, and certainly not for her own benefit.
After some thought, she took out dozens of protective talismans, instructing the members of Zhang family to carry them at all times to prevent any further encounters with vengeful spirits.
Childe Zhang, who had been impolite earlier, now bowed and said, "Miss Chu, we will forever remember your great kindness."
Nanli calmly waved her hand, assuring him not to worry about it.
She continued, "There is another soul that I must attend to."
Chu Hanlin furrowed his brow and said, "It is late at night, and I doubt many would notice the passing of a loved one."
"No worry, Father, for I have a solution," she replied.
The departed soul has only recently left its vessel and can return on its own.
With her hands forming seals, Nanli expended some of her cultivation, using a paper crane to protect the soul, ensuring its safe return.
Chu Hanming still felt a lingering fear and gratitude towards Nanli as they made their way to the court of Dali.
This incident not only proved his innocence but also showcased her saving their dear friend.
However, this matter could be of great significance, as the woman controlled vengeful spirits and their soul-snatching, making it nearly impossible for ordinary people to defend themselves.
While staying at the Zhang family, Nanli had already devised a plan to divide the capital into several regions, each protected by a talisman formation.
This way, when vengeful spirits emerged to "feast," they would be trapped within the talisman formation.
Even if the woman managed to evade capture, she would lack fresh souls to sustain Ye Jinming’s life.
Ye Siheng furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "The capital is vast, won’t it be time-consuming and laborious to set up talisman formations in each region?"
"Indeed, I worry that you may not be able to handle it," Chu Hanlin expressed his concern.
"Talisman formations set up in crowded areas are easily destroyed, rendering them ineffective," Nanli earnestly explained.
"That’s why I will employ people to set up the formations, ensuring both security and efficiency."
And the best candidates for this task were naturally the Black Armor Guards under Ye Siheng’s command.
Without delay, Qin Zheng immediately prepared yellow paper and cinnabar ink.
Meanwhile, Nanli and Chu Hanlin went to patrol the city together, dividing it into designated areas.
Chu Hanlin couldn’t help but feel heartache seeing his daughter staying up all night, busying herself with various tasks.
"Father, I am fine," Nanli reassured him, noticing his concern.
"We must complete this before nightfall, or innocent lives may be lost."
Chu Hanlin sighed, "You are a young lady, you shouldn’t have to endure such hardships..."
"Saving lives and accumulating virtue is my duty as a practitioner of the Dao. I do not consider it hardship. Besides, I have chosen this path willingly," Nanli replied with a serious expression.
Chu Hanlin shook his head, realizing his narrow-mindedness, and smiled, "I have underestimated you, my daughter."
He had finally found his daughter, intending to dote on her, but he never expected her to be just like him, dedicating herself to serving the country and its people, even surpassing her brothers.
After dividing the regions, Nanli returned to the court of Dali to prepare the talismans.
However, this matter was not insignificant, so Qin Zheng naturally reported it to Emperor Muwu one by one.
Upon hearing the news, Emperor Muwu feared that Nanli would not be able to complete the task of drawing so many talismans, so he sent someone to invite Daoist Ming Xu from the Sanqing Temple to assist her.
Since leaving Xuanyue Temple and seeking refuge at Sanqing Temple, Nanli had a less favorable impression of Daoist Ming Xu.
However, Daoist Ming Xu had a kind and gentle countenance, exuding an aura of immortality.
He showed great respect and politeness towards Nanli, saying, "This humble Daoist greets Miss Chu."
Nanli was somewhat taken aback and replied, "Daoist Ming Xu is a senior, and it is supposed that I show respects to you first."