Qin Qing’s expression was cold, her red lips parting slightly as she stated flatly:
“I’m the one who collects your life.”
Yin Niang stared at Qin Qing for a moment, confirming that she indeed possessed the Extreme Yin Constitution.
Her face was full of disdain as she sneered mockingly, “A mere yellow-haired girl dares to spout such nonsense? Let me devour you and cultivate into human form!”
Qin Qing’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. “Cultivate into human form?”
“What, are you scared?”
The smugness and arrogance on Yin Niang’s face couldn’t be hidden even if she tried.
Qin Qing’s gaze fixed on Yin Niang, brimming with derision and murderous intent.
Yin Niang had killed the original body, and devouring the soul of an Extreme Yin Body was a great tonic. She then appeared by Liu Qingyan’s side in human form.
Her very existence served as a catalyst for the male and female leads’ romance and intimacy.
That dazzling Karmic Merit on Yin Niang was likely to ensure she could survive long enough to facilitate the leads’ success, then retreat once her mission was complete.
The book had glossed over all these details—the original body’s death was brushed aside in a few light strokes.
Qin Qing remained in that same state of extreme composure, speaking in a calm voice: “I’m afraid you’ll die too quickly and spoil my fun.”
“You’re courting death!”
Enraged, Yin Niang’s Malevolent Aura surged violently.
A great battle was about to erupt!
“Ugh—!”
Behind Qin Qing, Tang Qinian couldn’t hold back a dry heave.
He pointed at Yin Niang with disgust. “So stinky! Ugh… did you fall into a cesspit?”
Yin Niang’s face split apart as she teleported beside Tang Qinian.
“Courting death!”
Her hand formed into a claw, gripping the man’s shoulder tightly, and her bloody maw opened to the size of a soccer ball.
Thick, foul-smelling saliva dripped onto Tang Qinian’s handsome face.
Tang Qinian sucked in a sharp breath, his entire body frozen in place as if all his strength had been drained away, unable to move.
“AHHH!!! A GHOST!!”
The next second, he let out an ear-splitting scream of terror, as if he were being violated.
Just as Yin Niang was about to swallow him whole, Qin Qing made her move.
“How dare you!”
Yin Niang was sent flying by a powerful surge of Mystic Power. Just as she was about to hit the ground, her limbs twisted backward at unnatural angles, landing on all fours like a crawling reptile.
Tang Qinian’s face went pale in an instant, his lips trembling as he asked in a shaky voice:
“Wh-what the hell is that thing?!”
With one hand condensing ready-to-strike Mystic Power and the other pinching several golden needles, Qin Qing said coldly: “Ghosts still have form, but Evil Spirits have none. This is an Evil Spirit that has cultivated for several hundred years.”
“…” Tang Qinian was completely speechless.
Because Yin Niang’s limbs moved like spider legs, crawling toward the two of them at lightning speed.
“Get back in the car! It’s safe there!”
Qin Qing kicked Tang Qinian away and charged head-on at the inhuman Yin Niang.
“You’ll all die!”
Yin Niang let out a piercing shriek, wrapped in dense Yin Malevolent Qi, lunging forward with claws bared.
The golden needles in Qin Qing’s hand shot through the air, and Yin Niang’s movement halted.
The needles sank into several vital points on her body, like nailing a snake’s seven inches—her entire body stiffened, unable to move!
Yin Niang’s face was twisted and horrifying, her eyes venomously fixed on Qin Qing.
“What did you do to me?”
Qin Qing didn’t answer. Her palm turned upward as Mystic Power rapidly condensed, and a Soul-Extracting Whip materialized in her hand.
“The last ghost who tried to kill me had its soul whipped to pieces within three minutes. How long can you last?”
Yin Niang stared at the Soul-Extracting Whip formed from Mystic Power and Karmic Merit, a flicker of fear flashing in her eyes.
“CRACK—!”
The Soul-Extracting Whip cut through the air, striking Yin Niang’s body. A wisp of black smoke rose.
“AHHHH!!”
A shrill, piercing scream of agony rang out.
“CRACK! CRACK CRACK—!”
The Soul-Extracting Whip in Qin Qing’s hand fell rapidly like afterimages.
Yin Niang’s Malevolent Aura collapsed, her flesh splitting inch by inch, ghostly energy spilling out from all around.
Even though Yin Niang was in a miserable state, Qin Qing didn’t let her guard down—because the other party had stopped making noise.
“CRACK—”
Another whip cut through the air.
This one missed!
With several whooshing sounds, Yin Niang’s body erupted in golden light, breaking free from the golden needles’ restraint.
—This was the Golden Light of Merit she had stolen over centuries of wandering the mortal world, slaughtering countless living beings and souls.
“I have Karmic Merit protecting me—you can’t kill me!”
Yin Niang’s Malevolent Aura and ghostly power surged explosively, her mouth splitting open to her ears in a vicious grin.
“Bitch, now it’s my turn!”
She transformed into a mass of black mist, charging straight at Qin Qing’s face.
“CRACK!”
Qin Qing whipped the black mist apart with a single strike, then rapidly formed hand seals with both hands.
Her voice was like shattered jade, devoid of any emotion: “Comparing Karmic Merit with me? You’re walking straight to your death!”
The Mystic Heaven Seal was complete!
A blazing golden light surged around Qin Qing, its radiance so dazzling it was blinding.
Yin Niang’s pupils contracted sharply, terror written across her face. She felt that suffocating near-death sensation once again and struck first without time to think.
BOOM!
Two streams of Golden Light of Merit collided head-on!
Sitting in the car, Tang Qinian’s mouth formed an O shape, his eyeballs nearly popping out of his head.
He was completely dumbfounded: “What… the f—fuck!!”
“Sizzle—”
Yin Niang’s Karmic Merit was blasted down to almost nothing. Her split flesh sizzled with black smoke, and her grotesque form faded somewhat.
She dodged Qin Qing’s attacks in a panic, her voice shrill as she demanded unwillingly:
“Why do you have such terrifying Karmic Merit?!”
Qin Qing saw that Yin Niang could no longer hold on, and her invisible Mystic Power enveloped the other woman, instantly shattering Yin Niang’s Karmic Merit to pieces.
“Ah! My Karmic Merit!”
Yin Niang let out a despairing wail.
Qin Qing once again manifested the Soul-Extracting Whip: “Your Karmic Merit was stolen, while mine is a gift from heaven and earth—they cannot be compared!”
Her voice carried neither sorrow nor joy, each word landing with weight.
Yin Niang knew there was no way out for her and roared: “Then let us perish together!”
She tore open her chest with her bare hands, black blood flowing from the split flesh, preparing to self-destruct.
“Crack!”
The Soul-Extracting Whip pierced through the other woman’s insubstantial soul body.
Yin Niang’s mutilated form was torn apart and began to shatter, her soul spewing a curse filled with hatred:
“You… you will die a horrible death!”
Qin Qing acted as if she hadn’t heard, watching as Yin Niang’s soul scattered to the winds, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground.
Her face was pale, and the hollow sensation of depleted Mystic Power surged over her, causing her figure to sway slightly.
“A Qing!”
Tang Qinian got out of the car and rushed forward, supporting Qin Qing’s arm.
That final whip had consumed all the Mystic Power within Qin Qing’s body, along with the Malevolent Aura that sustained her very life.
She was formidable in strength, but her Malevolent Aura was consumed just as quickly.
At this moment, if only Fu Shuheng were here—a single kiss from him would restore her Life-extension.
Qin Qing stood still for several breaths, then straightened her spine once more. Just as she was about to push Tang Qinian away, the low hum of vehicle engines came from behind.
Several understated luxury cars drove over, their doors opening in unison as a row of black-suited bodyguards stood at attention with hands clasped before them.
The rear door of the middle car opened.
The moment Qin Qing turned her head, she collided with a pair of familiar, pitch-black eyes.
Fu Shuheng, standing by the car, glanced at the hand Tang Qinian had on Qin Qing’s arm, his gaze dark and unreadable.
At that moment, Fu Yuanchen also got out of the car, his expression sour.
When he saw the ambiguous posture between Tang Qinian and Qin Qing, he exploded on the spot!
“Qin Qing! How dare you fool around with another man behind my back!”
Qin Qing’s eyes lit up the moment she saw Fu Shuheng—she couldn’t hear Fu Yuanchen’s barking at all.
She shook off Tang Qinian’s hand and, at a hundred-meter sprint speed, leaped through the air and landed on Fu Shuheng.
Bang—!
A dull thud sounded as Fu Shuheng’s back slammed against the car door.
“Give it to me!”
Qin Qing grabbed the man’s collar tightly, her voice urgent as she lowered her head and kissed him…