“How dare you!”
“Outrageous!”
“You vile creature, how dare you slaughter innocents before our very eyes…”
Golden Sage Daoist wielded his coin sword, while Wooden Sage Daoist drew his peachwood sword.
Both chanted incantations and scattered talismans as they performed hand seals.
In an instant, golden light, thunderclaps, and fireballs—a barrage of mystical arts—rained down upon Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue didn’t even bother to lift her eyelids. With a flick of her sleeve, everything before her vanished into thin air.
Simultaneously, she closed the distance, snapped Wooden Sage Daoist’s peachwood sword in two, and snatched Golden Sage Daoist’s coin sword.
Wielding the coin sword, Jiang Xue proceeded to thrash the two daoist priests from Qiongguang Temple.
Crack! Smack! Screams echoed incessantly.
“You’re killing me! Two beggarly scum, waving around broken sticks and calling yourselves ‘sages’? What kind of sages? The ‘leftover’ kind? No wonder you’re nothing but swindling, stinking beggars. Just the name of your temple dooms you two failures to a lifetime of poverty. Today, I’ll play the good Samaritan and beat you back to your true forms!”
In less than a minute, the two daoist priests were covered in wounds, disheveled, tears and snot streaming down their faces. Their once-respectable purple daoist robes were reduced to tattered strips—truly beaten into the image of penniless beggars by Jiang Xue!
“Fiend, cease this violence! Lay down your blade and attain enlightenment at once, Amitabha…”
“Ami your mother’s ass! Where did this imbecile crawl out from?”
With a swing of the coin sword, Jiang Xue sent Staff Zen Master spinning 720 degrees on the spot.
“You bald fraud, what are you pretending for? Have you finished spending the 1.3 billion in your Swiss bank account? How come your seven mistresses and one wife haven’t worn you out? Your bastard spawn—bullying classmates, snorting happy powder, assaulting young girls, groveling before big-shot thugs… Their crimes are too numerous to record. A nest of born villains, and you know all about it, don’t you? Of course you do! And you, old bald dog, seem downright proud of it…”
“How can your whole brood of parasites be so despicable! So wicked?!”
The more Jiang Xue spoke, the angrier she grew. While pummeling Staff Zen Master, she unleashed Void Grasp. Dark Energy surged between her hands, rippling through space as she dragged over the entire extended family of Staff Zen Master—over a hundred members in total.
This included his parents, uncles, cousins, aunts, sisters-in-law, second granduncles twice removed… In short, anyone who had benefited from his ill-gotten gains—even his friends, neighbors, and business partners—was hauled over.
Over a hundred people hung suspended in mid-air by threads of black energy—what a spectacular sight!
Jiang Xue, now thoroughly engrossed, began seizing others as well: Golden and Wooden Sage Daoists, even the deceased priest…
Person to person, through nepotism and connections—family, friends, and relatives of those who had profited from wrongdoing—anyone who had committed evil deeds was rounded up.
In the blink of an eye, the suspended crowd swelled from over a hundred to several thousand. Truly… how utterly dark!
Indeed, it was literally dark—the thousands of bodies blotted out the entire villa in shadow.
With a wave of her hand, Jiang Xue implanted the full context and consequences of their actions into the minds of the thousands.
Then, with a snap of her fingers, black flames ignited beneath their feet, slowly beginning to burn them.
“Ah…”
“Save me, I’ll never do it again!”
“My evil deeds have nothing to do with you—what right do you have to judge me?”
“I only snorted some happy powder and forced myself on one minor—that’s not a capital offense…”
“You dumbass, you stinking monk, you’ve killed me!”
“I’ll haunt you even as a ghost.”
“Haha, I’ve eaten my fill and had my fun, I’ve lived enough for this lifetime.”
“Ah, you heartless demon, it’s just a child…”
“I am a distinguished foreign lord, you cannot…”
“I’m willing to be your dog, I’ll give you all my wealth, please spare me.”
Thousands of people, noisier than a flock of ducks.
Jiang Xue snapped her fingers again, and black flames reappeared in their mouths, instantly burning away thousands of tongues.
Ah, the whole world fell silent!
Zen Master Zhizhang and Daoist Shengfan, their eyes streaming with bloody tears, glared at Jiang Xue with venomous hatred.
Their entire clans were about to be wiped out—how could they not hate her? They couldn’t understand how such a vicious woman could exist in this world. All they wanted was for her to apologize, show some compassion, and donate a few organs. Was it necessary for her to exterminate their entire clans?
“Ancestors, save us!”
In desperation, Zen Master Zhizhang gambled everything, chanting an obscure scripture.
Hum…
A black passage suddenly appeared on the ground, dark as ink. An ordinary person would have their soul sucked away just by glancing at it.
Soon, two figures emerged from the black passage.
Both were clad in pitch-black clothing—one holding a black mourning staff, the other a white Soul-summoning Banner.
“Underworld Ghost Enforcers on duty. Living beings, keep your distance.”
Seeing the two Ghost Enforcers, Zen Master Zhizhang hurried forward and knelt.
“Sixteenth Ancestor, Seventeenth Ancestor, save our clansmen…”
Weeping bitterly, Zen Master Zhizhang kowtowed while embellishing the story with exaggerated details.
“How dare you! You are guilty!”
After listening, one of the Ghost Enforcers seethed with ghostly energy, pointing the mourning staff at Jiang Xue and declaring her guilty.
Jiang Xue sneered, “You have the audacity! Ghost Enforcers daring to show favoritism!”
“Nonsense! Surrender at once…”
“Lies! Demon, prepare to die!”
With that, the two Ghost Enforcers viciously attacked Jiang Xue.
“Seeking death!” Jiang Xue retorted, then paused. That didn’t sound right—they were already dead once… Well, then she’d just have to kill them again.
No, for such old, despicable ghosts, it was better to make them vanish forever!
Having made up her mind, Jiang Xue snatched their mourning staff and Soul-summoning Banner, instantly refining them!
“Ah…”
The two Ghost Enforcers screamed, severely weakened, their souls turning translucent.
Then, Jiang Xue picked up the mourning staff and began whipping them mercilessly!
The mourning staff was a soul-wounding weapon, specifically designed to strike spirits, and its effects were undeniably potent.
Within a few strikes, the two Ghost Enforcers began wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, their souls growing even fainter.
“Ah… Stop! You can’t kill us! We’re officially appointed! If you kill us, the Yan Lords will never let you go!”
Seeing they were no match for Jiang Xue and realizing she truly intended to kill them, the Ghost Enforcers grew both furious and desperate. They quickly invoked their backing, hoping to intimidate her.
Meanwhile, the Yan Lords, sweating profusely, thought to themselves, “No, no, we wouldn’t dare,” and added, “If you kill them, you can’t come after us…”
Jiang Xue had no intention of giving them a quick death. Instead, she sealed them into the Soul-refining Banner, where they would be slowly tormented by karmic flames, suffering every second until the day their souls scattered into nothingness!
After completing these tasks, Jiang Xue then categorized those several thousand individuals, including Staff Zen Master, Leftover Rice Daoist, Transnational Priest… Some were collected into the Soul-summoning Banner to be roasted and dispersed, some were condemned to be reborn as livestock for all eternity, and others were reincarnated as disabled individuals afflicted with the five misfortunes and three deficiencies. Naturally, their parents were also arranged to be wicked people—truly, evil begets evil.
Once everything was settled, Jiang Xue provided them with follow-up services by imposing restrictions. After reincarnation, they could only engage in vicious conflicts with other wicked people, tormenting each other to atone for their sins. If at any point they harbored malicious thoughts toward kind and innocent individuals, they would immediately perish!
Finally, Jiang Xue turned her gaze toward the Bastard F4.
Jiang Xue declared that the ultimate feast was definitely reserved for them!