The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot
Chapter 515 - Chapter 515 Chapter 515 Ghost King

Chapter 515: Chapter 515 Ghost King Chapter 515: Chapter 515 Ghost King With time slipping away, the evil ghosts inside the Soul Summoning Banner were being slain one after another by Zhong Niangyao. She wielded her arms mechanically, as if completely unaware of fatigue, continuously killing the evil ghosts that appeared before her.

However, she was not without injury; her body had already accumulated many wounds, and her clothes were soaked with blood, presenting a somewhat startling sight.

Master Zeng, who had remained calm until now, couldn’t help but look grave as he watched Zhong Niangyao tirelessly slay the evil ghosts without showing the slightest sign of fatigue.

He had been confident of his victory, but now it seemed that he had underestimated the strength of the person before him. Although she was only a young girl, her abilities were indeed formidable. At the very least, he wasn’t sure if he could display the same skill and composure when facing the onslaught of so many evil ghosts.

Meng Rou, on the other hand, didn’t think much about it. She only saw the pitiable state of the injured Zhong Niangyao. Currently feeling triumphant, she seemed to believe that she might witness Zhong Niangyao’s death any second.

If Zhong Niangyao died here, then from this day forward, she could truly feel at ease, as no one would ever reveal her past. Once the child was born, relying on Lu Yilei’s love for her, she was certain she could secure the position of the Lu Family’s Fourth Madam.

Thinking of this, if it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, she would surely burst into maniacal laughter.

Just as Zhong Niangyao was about to slaughter all the evil ghosts in the Soul Summoning Banner, Master Zeng quickly recited a spell and retracted the banner.

At that moment, Zhong Niangyao stood there like a warrior god, unyielding, as though she could exterminate any number of malevolent spirits that came her way.

Only she knew that she was already close to exhaustion. If this continued, she doubted whether she could hold on.

However, before coming here, she had already notified Lu Yichen, and as long as she could last until Lu Yichen arrived, that would suffice.

So, even though her physical condition was close to its limit, she still stood firm, and even though her body bore many wounds, they seemed to cause her no hindrance.

“Meng Rou shouted, unable to restrain herself, “Master Zeng, what are you doing? Why are you retracting the banner? This is a good opportunity, why not finish her off quickly?”

Seeing that Zhong Niangyao was about to collapse there, yet Master Zeng suddenly retracted the banner. Why? Could it be that even Master Zeng had been bewitched by this siren?

Although she thought this, she dared not vocalize it, fearful of provoking Master Zeng’s anger.

“Shut your mouth,” Master Zeng said coldly as he looked at Meng Rou, his eyes devoid of any warmth, and his words cold as ice, “Are you teaching me how to do my job? Who do you think you are? What right do you have to tell me what to do?”

His icy gaze held no reflection of her.

Meng Rou felt as if she had plummeted into an ice cellar; a chill seeped through her entire being. In Master Zeng’s eyes, she saw indifference, indifference to life, or to be more precise, indifference to her life. It seemed as if he would simply dispose of her if she continued to speak.

She immediately shut her mouth, daring to say no more.

At this moment, her heart was filled with fear. This was the first time that she saw murderous intent towards herself in Master Zeng’s eyes.

And then she realized that in Master Zeng’s eyes, she was just an ant that could be squashed at any moment.

Seeing the now docile Meng Rou, Master Zeng’s face showed no change. He turned his head to look at Zhong Nianyao, a trace of appreciation curling at the corner of his mouth, “I didn’t expect that you, a young girl, would be so formidable, to be able to persist for such a long time under my Soul Summoning Banner. Given time, you would certainly become a powerful Heavenly Master. It’s just a pity–”

At this point, Master Zeng’s countenance grew icy cold, “You don’t have that time, and I won’t give it to you. So, meet your death!”

He could see that Zhong Nianyao’s talent was high. If he allowed her to continue to develop, becoming powerful would only be a matter of time.

But he would never let such a genius grow. However–

This body filled with good Spiritual Energy was indeed tempting! As long as he killed Zhong Nianyao and devoured that Spiritual Energy, his cultivation would surely rise swiftly.

“If you have any tricks up your sleeve, just try them!” Zhong Nianyao coldly laughed at Master Zeng, “I want to see what kind of abilities you have that can take me down here. If I don’t die today, then the dead one will definitely be you.”

“Arrogant child.” Master Zeng looked at Zhong Nianyao coldly, “It seems you truly wish for death. So, I will grant it to you.”

As he spoke, he once again reached under his wide Daoist robe and pulled out a bell, lifting it high before chanting a spell.

Suddenly, a cold atmosphere spread throughout the room. Different from the previous Soul Summoning Banner, the room was enveloped by an oppressive air, even carrying a strong scent of blood, as if a terrifying incident had taken place there.

Soon, gusts of yin wind blew through the room.

The icy sensation seemed to penetrate deep into the marrow, bringing a chill that seemed to emanate from the bones.

Even Meng Rou, who was watching the drama from the side, could not help but hug her own body tightly, feeling an urge to flee from this dangerous place as soon as possible.

Although she didn’t know what was happening now, she felt that staying here was far too dangerous.

However, with Master Zeng present, she naturally did not dare to rashly leave on her own. The house was too eerie; without Master Zeng by her side, she wouldn’t dare to leave freely.

At that moment, she suddenly felt as if she was bargaining with a tiger for its skin.

Soon, a blood-red figure vaguely drifted down from the upper floor.

When that blood-red figure appeared in front of Zhong Nianyao, her pupils shrank, and she sharply turned her head to face Master Zeng, “You’ve actually managed to refine a Ghost King.”

Zhong Nianyao steadied her gaze on that blood-red figure, the seriousness in her eyes intensifying.

So that’s how it is!

She had been somewhat puzzled as to why they had chosen this place, and now she understood–it was because of the Ghost King!

If she wasn’t mistaken, this Ghost King must be one of the victims of this house. Or rather, she must have been the one who suffered the most. Otherwise, her resentment wouldn’t be so heavy, turning her into an Evil Ghost.

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