The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 178: The Role of a Mentor

Chapter 178: The Role of a Mentor

The man screamed in agony, feeling his strength being drained away.

But a golden light flashed by, forcing the ghost child to retreat.

Some fearful onlookers stepped back, but others, driven by curiosity, approached cautiously to catch a glimpse of the mysterious creature.

The ghost child suddenly raised its head, revealing a terrifying countenance.

"A ghost!" exclaimed the crowd, instantly thrown into panic.

They tried to retreat, but it was too late.

The ghost child had already chosen its prey and lunged towards another unfortunate soul.

"Monster!" a slightly youthful voice rang out, "Senior Sister!" Zhi Mi, dressed in a gray robe and wielding a peach wood sword, swung it towards the horrifying child.

Temporarily repelled, the child immediately unleashed its haunting web.

The web ensnared the child within its grasp.

As soon as the child made contact with the web, a sizzling sound emanated from its hands, feet, and skin.

Yet, despite the pain, the child, with immense strength, tore the web apart with bare hands!

Not only did it tear it apart, but it also targeted Zhi Mi as its next victim.

It pounced ferociously, intending to drain every ounce of her vitality.

To stop it from feasting, it had to be eliminated!

Zhi Mi’s expression turned to shock as the peach wood sword in her hand was tightly gripped by the ghost child, rendering her unable to wield it.

"Form the formation!" someone from the wedding procession shouted.

All eyes turned towards the source.

As the wind picked up, the hem of a maid’s dress fluttered, and a frosty aura emanated from the hand holding the talisman.

Wasn’t that Miss Chu, the princess of Zhao Hua?

Why wasn’t she in the bridal sedan?

Instead, she appeared as a maid?

As the crowd marveled, talismans floated up from all directions, forming a magnificent golden formation.

The ghost child was trapped within, completely immobilized.

However, it continued to howl, revealing its sharp fangs.

Nanli furrowed her brows tightly; this ghost fetus had clearly absorbed a considerable amount of vitality, explaining its formidable strength.

Fortunately, she had laid down talisman formations along the route of the bridal sedan for the past two days, anticipating this moment.

The formation was now burning and purifying the ghost fetus’s power.

Amidst the chaotic crowd, Zhou Min clenched her teeth as she witnessed this scene. She had intended for Nanli and Ye Siheng’s wedding to be drenched in blood, not under someone else’s control like it was now.

She narrowed her eyes, showing no hesitation, and summoned two talismans, intending to disrupt Nanli’s formation.

However, before the two talismans could reach their destination, they were intercepted by a long sword.

The power emanating from the talismans was also neutralized by the sword.

It was Ye Siheng.

He landed on the ground, his vibrant red wedding robe accentuating his handsome and noble appearance.

"You shall not disturb A’Li," Ye Siheng stared in the direction of Zhou Min, "You’ve finally shown yourself."

Zhou Min hadn’t expected Ye Siheng to possess such abilities.

Could it be that he, too, was a cultivator?

She gritted her teeth, her gaze growing more determined, and said, "Whether I disturb or not, it’s not for you to stop."

She had already done this, with no possibility of retreat!

A talisman was affixed to her forehead, forcibly extracting her vitality and soul.

She fell to the ground, a smile lingering on her lips.

I’m sorry, Master.

In the end, I will die here in Mu Nation alongside my fellow disciples.

The ghost child continued to confront Nanli’s formation, but at this moment, Zhou Min willingly offered herself, providing nourishment and assistance to the child.

It greedily absorbed her vitality and soul, its eyes becoming even darker, and its skin turning a radiant shade of purple-black.

Nanli’s expression changed slightly, "This is bad."

As expected, in a fit of rage, the ghost child’s power surged, darkening the sky.

It broke through the suppressed formation, opening its gaping maw, and began to absorb the life force of everyone on the street!

Beads of sweat formed on Nanli’s forehead as she used talismans to defend herself.

However, ordinary talismans were now useless.

No matter how hard the ghost child tried, it couldn’t consume any more sustenance.

Frustrated and furious, it sensed the immensely powerful soul of Ye Siheng and lunged towards him, intending to devour him in one gulp.

"Prince!" Nanli exclaimed in shock.

She immediately used a teleportation talisman to block the path between the ghost child and Ye Siheng.

The Xuanyue Sword pierced through the ghost child’s body.

Instead of killing it, the strike only further enraged the child, causing its accumulated malevolent energy to surge forth.

Once tainted, the soul shall suffer.

Without any instruction from Nanli, Zhi Mi had already summoned a talisman formation, enveloping the malevolent aura within, preventing its leakage.

"Zhimi, well done," Nanli breathed a sigh of relief, offering her praise.

Blushing, Zhi Mi smiled and replied, "All thanks to your teachings, Senior Sister."

However, manipulating such a grand talisman formation was no easy task, and Zhi Mi could only sustain it for a moment.

Nanli instructed the commoners to step back before throwing a Thunder Talisman.

Instantly, the radiant sky turned dark with looming clouds, and thunder rumbled.

The wind picked up, stirring up a whirlwind of dust.

A formidable bolt of lightning descended, striking the ghostly child directly, causing the malevolent aura to dissipate gradually.

After the brilliance faded, the sky returned to its clear state.

If not for the littered debris and the traces of lightning, the people would have thought it was all a dream.

It was too terrifying.

They had never witnessed such horror before.

Nanli, having exerted herself in driving such a powerful talisman formation, was somewhat exhausted.

Fortunately, she had utilized a puppet talisman, allowing a paper figure to don the bridal attire in her place.

Otherwise, she would not have possessed such skill to control the ghostly child.

"A’Li, are you alright?" Ye Siheng noticed her pale complexion and approached, offering his support.

Nanli gently shook her head and replied, "I’m fine."

Thankfully, she had set up the net early, preventing any casualties among the commoners.

Only Zhou Min had perished, which was still unfortunate.

Ye Siheng understood her thoughts and consoled, "No casualties is already the best outcome. If Zhou Min had taken the ghostly child elsewhere to wreak havoc, the consequences would have been unimaginable." T

hey had anticipated this, which was why Nanli had been so busy in the past two days.

If Zhou Min had brought the ghostly child to cause harm on their wedding day, it would have been truly difficult to stop.

Fortunately, Zhou Min could not bear her hatred and released the ghostly child to intercept them.

Nanli nodded in agreement.

The Black-armored Guards had already brought Zhou Min’s corpse over.

Her hair had turned completely white, her face lined with wrinkles, and a peculiar smile lingered on her lips.

It was as if she had foreseen her own success.

Unfortunately, even after sacrificing her vitality and soul, she had still failed.

Nanli’s gaze darkened as she murmured, "I would like to meet that white-browed Taoist, to see how he managed to teach four disciples like this."

It was normal for cultivators to follow those in power, but it did not mean they had to engage in sinister deeds that harmed others.

Ye Siheng looked at the corpse, devoid of any affection in his eyes, and said, "Not everyone is like you, with a resolute Dao heart that is invincible."

In this world, there were plenty of cunning individuals.

The Kingdom of Qi had been employing various conspiracies and schemes, aiming to disrupt the entire Kingdom of Mu.

If the country fell into chaos, it would be easier to annex.

Although the Kingdom of Mu had not yet been harmed at its core, the past year had been far from peaceful, leaving ministers and commoners filled with anxiety.

However, the Kingdom of Mu had not been entirely at a disadvantage, considering that all four disciples of the white-browed Taoist had perished in Mu.

From now on, for anyone who came shall be killed!