The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 239: Summoning Three Heavenly Thunders

Chapter 239: Summoning Three Heavenly Thunders

The hearts of the Fan family were in their throats, with Fan Shizhong and Fan Yunxi shouting for caution.

Nanli didn’t dodge. Her eyes focused, she pushed Xie Beihan aside with one hand to keep him out of her way. With the Dark Moon Sword in her hand, she struck swiftly and fiercely.

The thousand-year-old ghost had roamed the mortal world for many years; ordinary talismans and peachwood swords couldn’t harm him. At first, he didn’t take the Dark Moon Sword seriously. However, he quickly regretted it. When the Dark Moon Sword struck him, it penetrated his ghostly aura, leaving wounds that sizzled and caused him immense pain, making his power ebb away.

He became enraged. Fan Guizong had needed to set up an array to capture him and temporarily suppress him in the spirit pouch. Within three to five days, he could have broken free. Yet, this young girl, with just a peachwood sword, had him on the retreat!

Realizing Nanli’s power surpassed Fan Guizong’s, the thousand-year-old ghost didn’t intend to continue the fight. After sending out a blast of ghostly energy, he turned and tried to flee from the Fan estate.

"Trying to escape?" Nanli slashed with her sword.

The ghost, who had been beheaded in life, hurriedly dodged but still got struck by the sword’s aura, causing his head to tumble to the ground. Panicking, he floated over to retrieve his head, desperately pleading, "Immortal lady, please show mercy. Your ghost-capturing skills are unparalleled. I submit to you completely. From now on, I swear loyalty and will obey your every command."

Fearing another strike from the Dark Moon Sword, he knelt down hastily. Having drifted for a thousand years, he had encountered all kinds of people. Some Taoists spoke of justice but sought to subdue him for their own purposes, like Fan Guizong earlier. He assumed Nanli was the same.

After all, as a thousand-year-old ghost, he could easily destroy other spirits and evil ghosts. He believed he had great value to Nanli. Once he gained her trust, he could find her weakness and then absorb her yang energy to enhance his own ghostly power.

But before the ghost could finish his sinister thought, Nanli kicked his newly reattached head away. "Then may your soul scatter," she said coldly, casting several Ghost Suppression Talismans and enhancing them with hand seals.

The thousand-year-old ghost hadn’t expected her to be so unmoved and was terrified. He abandoned his head and tried to distance himself from Nanli. However, the Ghost Suppression Talismans attacked from all directions, forming a small array that left him no escape.

Golden light shone brightly. If he touched the talismans, it felt like being burned by fire, emitting sizzling sounds of searing.

"I’ll fight you to the death!" the ghost roared in fury. He had caused havoc in the mortal world for so long and had never suffered such a loss. He unleashed all his strength, spreading his ghostly energy in an attempt to break through the talisman array.

Each clash brought flashes of golden light. Despite the pain, the headless ghost’s body seemed oblivious to it, tearing a gap in the talisman array.

Xie Beihan was extremely anxious. Though the Fan family was frightened, they kept their eyes glued to the scene. Nanli, striving to maintain the array, had sweat beading on her forehead. This thousand-year-old ghost, having lingered in the mortal realm for so long, indeed possessed formidable power.

The talisman array had already weakened the ghost’s power significantly. Nanli didn’t waste any time; she drew out a Heavenly Thunder Talisman and guided the heavenly thunder to strike down with her two fingers.

"Execute!" she commanded.

Blinding silver thunderbolts descended.

Sensing imminent danger, the thousand-year-old ghost gathered all his strength to resist. His ghostly aura clashed fiercely with the thunder, making it difficult to determine the victor. His head flew back onto his neck. He managed to withstand the first strike, and with a resounding crack, the silver light scattered and dissipated.

Xie Beihan was stunned. It was the first time he had seen his sixth sister’s Heavenly Thunder Talisman blocked by a ghost!

"Sixth Sister!" he called out anxiously, fearing for Nanli’s safety. "Run!"

But the thousand-year-old ghost dispersed his ghostly aura, surrounding Nanli with arrogance and disdain. "Do you think a thunder of that caliber can make my soul scatter? Do you think my thousand years were spent in vain?"

Gathering his ghostly energy, he aimed to drain Nanli’s pure yang energy completely!

Nanli’s gaze lifted, her long, thick eyelashes framing cold, indifferent eyes.

"How many strikes can you withstand?" she asked, her lips parting slightly.

"What?" The thousand-year-old ghost didn’t comprehend immediately.

The thunderclouds above had not dissipated.

Panic flashed across his face. Instinctively, he tried to flee, but it was already too late.

Boom—

Boom—

Two more thunderbolts struck down, faster, fiercer, and brighter than before! The violent winds whipped everyone’s clothes, forcing them to shield their eyes as they watched the two thunderbolts descend.

Terrified, the thousand-year-old ghost immediately gathered his power to resist. This time, he dared not laugh. The thunder was far more ferocious than before. The piercing silver light tore through his carefully cultivated ghostly form, from the outside in and the inside out, shredding his soul without giving him a chance to struggle.

As the silver light weakened, so did the ghost’s screams. His powerful ghostly form quickly turned into a wisp of smoke under the onslaught of the two thunderbolts, vanishing completely.

A large crater remained in the courtyard, with faint remnants of ghostly aura lingering in the air. Nanli formed a hand seal, dispersing the ghostly aura entirely. Only then did she turn to look at the others.

If anyone had been tainted by the ghostly aura of the thousand-year-old ghost, it could have affected their fortune or even their health and soul. Fortunately, Nanli had acted swiftly, and no one in the estate had been tainted by the ghostly aura, only affected by the ominous energy of the headless corpse.

"Sixth Sister, you only used one Heavenly Thunder Talisman, yet you summoned three thunderbolts. That’s amazing!" Xie Beihan approached, both confused and excited.

Nanli blinked. "I can summon three thunderbolts with one Heavenly Thunder Talisman. I just didn’t need to before."

Xie Beihan was even more amazed. "You mean it can summon three? But why did you tell me before that it could only summon one?"

He hadn’t known his sixth sister’s talismans were so powerful! He felt he’d been missing out.

Nanli replied with a hint of annoyance, "I was talking about myself. It’s already impressive that you can activate the talisman at all. Expecting to summon three thunderbolts? Even Zhi Mi can only summon one with his power."

Xie Beihan deflated instantly, realizing it was tied to one’s power level. He lamented, knowing he’d never be able to summon three thunderbolts with one talisman.

Nanli, curious, said, "You weren’t dejected when you were cursed with the death curse, so why are you so down about this?"

"Is this a small matter? You, a genius, don’t understand my pain," Xie Beihan moaned. "The death curse seems minor to me. I’ve nearly died several times already."

Having faced death numerous times, he had become accustomed to it. If he couldn’t avoid it this time, he would accept it as his fate.