Allure of a Country Maiden
Chapter 382 - 380

Chapter 382: Chapter 380

Xiao’er moved with a blank gaze and rigid movements, like a puppet manipulated by strings, one step at a time, she appeared in front of the two.

Success! The wizard was thrilled to see Xiao’er’s appearance.

"You continue to trap her soul, don’t let her break free, and I’ll perform the ritual to imprison her soul!" The wizard said to Shengyi.

The strength of this woman’s soul was fierce, she had to be cautious around her.

Shengyi nodded solemnly in response.

The woman also approached the wizard’s back mechanically like Xiao’er, step by step.

Both of them assumed that she had just returned from the toilet, not paying any attention to her.

Xiao’er wasn’t surprised at all when she saw that the woman was Consort Yang, who was supposed to have perished in the fire.

Consort Yang had intended to set a trap for her family, but ended up harming herself instead.

Her fate had resulted from her actions. It would be strange if she knew that Xiao’er was in the northwest and didn’t make plans to get rid of her.

Consort Yang halted her steps while walking, and Xiao’er also stopped upon seeing this.

Very good, the wizard nodded in satisfaction.

Then she picked up a strand of hair soaked in holy water, placing it on a piece of yellow talisman paper filled with strange runes drawn in cinnabar.

She bit her index finger, dripping a drop of blood onto the hair on the talisman paper.

The drop of blood was quickly absorbed by the hair, leaving no trace of it.

Then, she rolled up the talisman paper with the hair, picked up the thickest blood red silk thread from a basin beside the table.

These red silk threads were soul chains made from the ligaments and blood of seven male and female children.

The wizard tied the rolled-up talisman paper using the soul chain and placed it on the table.

Then, with a rattle in one hand and a peach wood sword in the other, she started the ritual.

The clouds in the sky changed rapidly, the edges of the moon also turned crimson.

The soul chain tied with hair and talisman paper on the table emitted a red light, incredibly dazzling.

As if the red light had dyed the moon in the night sky.

Except for the still moon, the rest of the sky was gusty and cloudy, flashing with lightning and thunder.

The wizard lifted the rolled-up talisman paper with the peach wood sword, then lit it using the flame from a candle.

The fire instantly ignited the talisman. Inside the yellow flame seemed to be a dark purple human figure struggling, but in the blink of an eye, the talisman turned into ashes.

"The master’s ritual has begun, you don’t need to pretend anymore." The golden python glanced at the sky and reminded Xiao’er.

"What will happen if the ritual is interrupted halfway?"

"I heard the woman would explode and die."

"What if it’s successful? What will happen to that woman?"

"I don’t know about that, but if her hair hasn’t been replaced, then that wizard will drip the woman’s blood into your heart and use sorcery to turn you into her puppet. This ritual they’re conducting, isn’t just to bind your soul, they want to turn you into a puppet too."

They actually wanted to make her into a puppet? How daring! Xiao’er sneered in her heart.

"Xiao Huang, do you want a puppet? Imagine having someone who absolutely obeys your command, wouldn’t that feel amazing?" Xiao’er began to entice.

The wizard was currently performing a ritual on her, she couldn’t get her own blood essence.

"Is the master implying to drop my blood essence into that person’s heart?" How dare you ask for my blood essence, master, do you know its value?!

"That’s right, it’d be such a waste to forfeit free labor." Xiao’er found the idea more feasible the more she thought about it.

"Master, I don’t need it." It preferred to do things on its own! Besides, there wasn’t much it needed to do anyway.

No?

Xiao’er’s thought process shifted again, turning her attention to Shangguan Xuanyi.

Another woman having Shangguan Xuanyi’s blood essence in her heart? At the thought of it, Xiao’er found it hard to accept!

A bit of sourness filled his heart, but he decided to drop it!

How about giving this free labor to Feng Hen or Feng Xing?

Otherwise, such a waste would be really pitiful.

"Xiao Huang, why don’t you randomly take a droplet of refined blood from either Feng Hen or Feng Xing?"

Do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself, master!

The golden python glanced at the two people beside him who were unwittingly schemed against: "Master, it’s not just about taking a droplet of refined blood and placing it on someone’s heart. That refined blood needs to be activated to be effective! Making a puppet is not that simple."

I see... then, I have to stop the ceremony! They will just have to fend for themselves!

The wizard poured a droplet of refined blood from a bottle onto the tip of the peachwood sword, muttered an incantation under her breath, and burned two talismans filled with runes.

As soon as the flames went out, the drop of blood at the tip of the peachwood sword started to glow red.

As expected, it does need to be activated.

With the refined blood activated, the wizard pointed the sword tip towards Xiao’er.

Xiao’er crossed her arms and beamed at the wizard performing the ceremony: "Bleed away!"

"You..." the wizard, ready to stake the peachwood sword at Xiao’er’s heart, was taken aback at Xiao’er’s demeanor, then spat out a mouthful of blood in surprise.

"Why aren’t you continuing? How do you plan to drip the activated refined blood into my heart?" Xiao’er asked, grinning.

The peachwood sword in the wizard’s hand fell to the ground, the drop of refined blood losing its luster! She was too overwhelmed to respond to Xiao er’s words. The backlash from the magic made her spit out another mouthful of blood! She quickly sat cross-legged and began to heal herself.

"Wasn’t your soul bound?" Shengyi asked, her face filled with disbelief.

As she finished her sentence, a painful scream echoed from behind her.

Consort Yang suddenly widened her eyes, threw her head back, and spread her arms, as if something overwhelmingly powerful was about to burst forth from within her.

Shangguan Xuanyi quickly pulled Xiao’er away from the scene.

Seeing this, Shengyi quickly picked up a bowl of holy water from the table and flung it towards Consort Yang.

Consort Yang’s swollen body instantly deflated.

She fell to the ground, bleeding profusely from her orifices, and died.

The thunder and lightning in the sky became even more intense.

The dark clouds completely covered the moonlight.

Strong winds picked up and the Drifting Star began to move again.

A flash of white lightning struck a sand dune not far away, causing it to explode with a loud bang and scatter in an instant.

"We must hurry!" Seeing this, Shangguan Xuanyi held Xiao’er in his arms and used his Qinggong to quickly leave the scene.

The golden python swiftly enlarged its body: "Master, you guys quickly get on my back."

"Brother Shangguan, hurry, let’s get on Xiao Huang!"

Shangguan Xuanyi placed Xiao’er on the snake’s back, then quickly straddled it himself.

Feng Hen and Feng Xing quickly climbed onto the snake’s back as well.

Feng Xing and Feng Hen turned around and threw the darts in their hands towards the wizard and Shengyi.

"Master! Master, we must leave quickly!" Shengyi blocked the darts with her sword and shouted at the wizard who was still healing herself.

The wizard wanted to leave, but she simply could not stand up.

At that moment, two bolts of lightning descended from the sky, striking the wizard and Shengyi.

Electricity coursed through their bodies, and the two quickly turned into charred corpses.

"Indeed, evil will always meet its end!" Feng Xing exclaimed.

Following that, another bolt of lightning struck down, aiming right at Xiao’er.