The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 290: The Marquis Is on Fire

Chapter 290: The Marquis Is on Fire

Xie Beihan was finally feeling happy at this moment, feeling quite contented inside. This was the first time he had earned money through his Taoist skills!

Seeing Xie Beihan’s excited and hopeful eyes, Ye Chengyan couldn’t bear to refuse, so he reluctantly agreed.

The gold that Emperor Muwu wanted to reward him with was not to be delayed, so Fushun personally went to deliver it.

However, halfway there, the driver of the carriage suddenly said, "That’s not the direction of the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion. There’s a fire over there!"

"What?" Fushun exclaimed, immediately lifting the curtain and sticking his head out to look.

There was a fire to the southeast, almost reddening the entire sky, shining as brightly as daylight.

"It really is in the direction of the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion!" Fushun was shocked. "Quickly, return to the palace and mobilize people to put out the fire!"

Since it was the maternal family of the Ninth Princess, Emperor Muwu would not blame him for dispatching the Imperial Guards to put out the fire.

The Imperial Guards thought that there was a Hidden Fire Army in the capital, so they must have already gone to put out the fire. There was no need to dispatch the Imperial Guards, right?

But whatever Fushun, the Chief Eunuch, said, they would do. He wouldn’t be wrong.

However, the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion had been flooded in an instant, and the fire had ignited simultaneously from all directions. The people inside the house were immediately trapped, with no chance to escape.

At this hour, the masters were all waiting inside the house to have their meals, and only Chu Shuo had returned late, so he was not trapped inside.

When he saw the raging fire, he was also shocked and quickly directed people to fight the fire.

The servants hurriedly fetched water to extinguish the fire.

But with each bucket and basin of water poured, the fire did not weaken at all. It seemed to be unafraid of water and burned even more fiercely.

However, these blue and green flames did not burn any objects. Instead, when they approached, people felt extremely uncomfortable, as if their souls were being burned from within, and their strength would be drained in an instant.

Chu Shuo was terrified because he heard one desperate cry for help after another.

Grandmother!

Mother!

Aunt!

And his younger brothers!

His mind went blank, and he poured a bucket of water over himself, intending to rush into the fire to save people.

"Young Master!" The servants shouted to stop him one after another.

"Don’t stop me! I have to save my grandmother!" Chu Shuo’s eyes turned red.

Just as he was about to charge forward, someone grabbed him.

Chu Shuo turned around ready to curse, but he found that the person was actually his Sixth Sister.

His nose suddenly felt sour. "Sixth Sister! Grandmother and the others are trapped in the house!"

"I know."

Nanli immediately rushed over using teleportation as soon as she saw the fire.

Know Mishiro was also busy. Seeing her senior sister, she couldn’t help but cry out of anxiety. "Senior Sister! The water talisman is useless! It can’t extinguish these fires at all!"

These fires were emitting a faint blue-purple color, which was extremely eerie.

"These are the Soul-Burning Ghost Fires of the Avici Hell. Ordinary water talismans are naturally useless," Nanli said, frowning.

Those who borrowed the fire were truly insane, daring to make such a deal with the evil spirits of the Avici Hell. By doing so, their souls would fall into the Avici Hell, enduring endless burning and torture, never to be reborn.

Because today was not the first or fifteenth day of the month, they were not gathered together for a meal, and each person was in their own courtyard.

Chu Shuo dared not speak to disturb his Sixth Sister, because even he himself didn’t know who he should save.

Fan Guizong’s cheeks were sunken, and his whole being seemed devoid of vitality, like an old man in his twilight years, nearing the end of his life.

He looked at the empty sleeve of his left arm and then at the blazing fire in the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction:

"This is the soul I’ve sold, the ghost fire I’ve borrowed from evil spirits. Chu Nanli, no matter how powerful you are, you can’t extinguish all the ghost fires in the mansion in one go."

"Tsk tsk, who to choose? Who do you want to save, and who do you want to sacrifice..."

The guard stood nearby, arms crossed, expressionless.

"The Duke spent a fortune to buy the healing gu worms for you. Are you sure you can succeed this time?" He felt a bit apprehensive.

How could he not feel a bit apprehensive?

Fan Guizong turned his head and glared at him. "Why wouldn’t I succeed? Chu Nanli may be powerful, but she’s just a mortal. She may be able to muster all her strength to extinguish one ghost fire, but can she extinguish all the ghost fires in the mansion? She’s human, not a deity!"

He had spent decades studying Taoist arts, but had stumbled repeatedly in front of Chu Nanli. So, even if he had to sell his soul and never be reborn, he had to let Chu Nanli see his true power!

Suddenly, the guard took a step forward and squinted. "What’s that?"

Fan Guizong also looked over.

Above the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion, a huge array pattern appeared, almost covering the entire mansion.

The runes of the array were slowly twisting, emitting layers of golden light, making people feel fearful at a glance.

Nanli was below the array, looking somewhat small.

She held the Star Pen and was perfecting the array.

Fan Guizong’s body trembled slightly, and his heart sank. He couldn’t tell what kind of array this was.

But his intuition told him that this array must be very powerful!

"How could she... how could she..." Fan Guizong’s tongue was tied, "Does she have such abundant power? Can she control such a huge array?"

At this moment, he finally realized the gap between himself and Nanli.

The guard was a little annoyed as he looked at him. "Didn’t I warn you not to underestimate the enemy? Useless."

He stepped forward, immediately leaving the tower, rushing towards the Anyang Marquis’s Mansion to stop Nanli from completing the array.

Fan Guizong was extremely weak, falling to the ground.

He looked at his right hand and smiled bitterly. "I didn’t underestimate the enemy. It’s just that my strength has reached its limit."

At the last moment of his life, he finally understood that he could never defeat Chu Nanli.

The array was about to be completed.

The golden light intensified.

The guard approached, feeling the sacred radiance of the array more and more as he got closer. It felt like it could cleanse the soul and calm the mind.

What kind of array was this?

Why did he feel like the killing intent in his heart was diminishing?

But as soon as he thought of the Crown Prince’s tragic death, he quickly regained his composure. Even if he couldn’t kill Nanli, he couldn’t let her extinguish this fire.

Because the Duke’s wish was to destroy Nanli’s family, to make her feel the pain of losing a child.

Seeing Nanli’s figure, he didn’t hesitate anymore, directly drawing his sword and rushing out to strike swiftly and accurately.

This array required a lot of mental energy and power. Nanli was almost completely focused.

Suddenly, someone attacked, and for a moment, she didn’t even notice.

Chu Shuo and Zhi Mi watched from below, shocked, wanting to stop him but separated by a considerable distance.

The blade was about to pierce Nanli’s body, but another figure appeared in mid-air.

With a flick of his sword, a clang echoed, immediately forcing the guard to retreat.

The three landed on the roof at the same time.

Nanli turned her head and saw the person who had saved her, slightly surprised. "It’s you?"

Who else could it be but Chong Jiu.

Chong Jiu raised his hand slightly without looking at her, "Hurry up and finish the fire-extinguishing array."

Nanli didn’t have time to think too much, immediately leaping up again to complete the final two strokes.

Seeing her agile figure, the guard furrowed his brows, thinking of rushing up again to make a decisive move.