My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1300 - 1222: One Day, I Will Slay a God

After handling the matters in the town, Master Taicheng bid farewell, and Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Xiu, who snorted.

"If not for the divine sense imprint I planted in you being activated, I wouldn’t have known you were going to fight him to the death. What’s going on? The Array Eye here doesn’t seem like the ones destroyed before. How did you end up in conflict with him again?"

"It’s a trap targeting me." Qin Liuxi approached the corpse possessed by Si Luo and examined it carefully. This person looked somewhat familiar.

"What kind of trap?" Feng Xiu frowned as he watched her tug at the corpse, saying, "What are you going to do to this corpse? Aren’t you worried about getting dirty?"

"This person looks familiar. I want to see if I can find clues about his identity." Qin Liuxi took off his wallet, stood up, and looked at Feng Xiu, saying, "Si Luo said I am the Fire of the Red Lotus Karma, carrying the sin of destruction."

Feng Xiu’s pupils suddenly shrunk: "What?"

Qin Liuxi opened the wallet, casually revealing the information Si Luo had disclosed, saying, "He set this trap to see if I am truly the reincarnation of the Red Lotus Karma Fire."

"Are you serious? Did you believe him?" Feng Xiu said with a stern face, "The best strategy is to attack the heart. He wants to make you lose your footing and self-doubt. You didn’t fall for his trick, did you?"

Qin Liuxi conjured her thoughts, and the fire ignited, transforming her whole being into a person of fire. The overwhelming flame, carrying an intimidating force, made even Feng Xiu feel fearful, as his Divine Mansion trembled.

Being a demon, he naturally developed an aura of awe towards the Gang Zheng Qi, not to mention the soul-burning Karmic Fire. If touched by it, he would suffer even as a Demon Emperor.

"Which cultivator do you think would be like me?"

Feng Xiu opened his mouth and said, "Alright, I get it. You’re powerful. Quickly put away your divine skills."

Qin Liuxi retracted the Karmic Fire and said, "So, if I am indeed the reincarnation of the Fire, then Feng Xiu, I’m not a good person. I’m burdened with a grave sin."

"You’ve never been a good person... ahem, I mean, you’re not someone easy to deal with. You’re that rebellious Evil God, the Great Demon King of the mortal world. It’s not surprising you could do such things!" Feng Xiu stroked his chin and said, "You must understand, if the Fire’s intelligence is not guided, it will surely be hard to restrain itself. Be it human, immortal, or demon, without restraint, chaos ensues."

Qin Liuxi crossed her arms and looked at him, "Are you comforting me? If you can talk, then say more."

"Whether you’re the reincarnation of the Fire, that’s far too distant. The Abnormal Fire has existed for countless years. But Little Xi, don’t mention thousands of years — you can’t even fathom the time of that old demon. Why bother with such a distant past? Right now, you’re just a mere Taoist cultivating in the mortal world." Feng Xiu pursed his lips, "If, as he said, you’re reincarnated to save and atone, then this time, you’re just going through tribulation in the mortal world."

"That’s right, I’m merely undergoing tribulation in the mortal world." Qin Liuxi lowered her eyes, opened the wallet, and poured out some broken silver and a small Jade Talisman tied with a Ruyi knot.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Feng Xiu glanced at the Jade Talisman and picked it up: "Hey, isn’t this Amulet made by you?"

There were familiar talismanic patterns on it, and he had known Qin Liuxi for a long time; he could recognize her work.

Qin Liuxi nodded, looked at the corpse again, and said, "I know why he looks familiar. He’s from the Yan family."

He somewhat resembled Yan Qishan. If he’s not a descendant of Yan Qishan, he must be related by blood, likely of the same lineage.

Qin Liuxi didn’t know what she thought at that moment, but her eyes were cold and deep.

She incinerated the corpse, gathered it up, and left with Feng Xiu, heading straight for the Yan family’s ancestral grave.

Feng Xiu saw the Yan family’s ancestral grave, saturated with Golden Auspicious Wenchang Energy, and his eyes widened, saying, "The Yan family’s Qi Fortune is extremely dense! Given this Golden Auspicious Qi, they’ll flourish and remain noble for over a hundred years without fail. What good deeds have they done?"

Qin Liuxi’s face was grimly serious.

The Yan family was already filled with Wenchang Golden Auspicious Qi, and their ancestors transformed into demigods; hence, their rich Qi Fortune was natural. But this was too intense; last time she was here, it wasn’t as overwhelming. Flourishing for a hundred years, Feng Xiu was even underestimating it. If this intensity continued, the Yan family could thrive for several hundred years.

But this reverse-heaven Qi Fortune was quite abnormal.

Especially under such Qi Fortune, how could a Yan family member die young?

Unless...

Qin Liuxi turned around and went to Yuhang City, yet found the city adorned with white lanterns and banners due to Emperor Kangwu’s passing, with citizens rushing in one direction.

That was towards Green Lake.

She continued to Green Lake, arriving at the Water God Temple. The once-small temple had turned into a splendid shrine, with a large incense burner in front, filled with burning thick incense. Kneeling devotees muttered prayers with great sincerity.

Qin Liuxi’s pupils shrank, gripping the Vajra Ruler in her hand tighter.

Feng Xiu was also somewhat stunned.

"What’s going on? Isn’t the Water God one of us?"

But watching what these worshipping citizens were doing, with each kowtow and offering of one stick of incense, their vitality and Qi Fortune were drained a little, flowing to the Water God Temple.

Besides that, there was a continuous stream of Power of Faith.

Even if Feng Xiu didn’t understand everything, he knew faith was faith, but never had he seen vitality and Qi Fortune being drained like this. This was not a good sign.

No wonder the Yan family’s ancestral grave had such vigorous and dense Qi Fortune. With these citizens’ sacrifices, how could it not prosper?

Feng Xiu instantly thought of the worst possible scenario.

Could it be that the Water God had turned into an Evil God?

Marquis of Wind had also used Si Luo’s Buddha Bone to become a demigod.

Feng Xiu instinctively looked at Qin Liuxi, seeing her eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and anger, his heart tightened, recalling her words to him before.

Would he one day become unrecognizable?

Could she have already sensed that Marquis of Wind had changed?

Qin Liuxi walked from the Void into the mortal realm, surrounded by citizens coming and going, murmuring their reverence and admiration for the Water God. The sandalwood smoke blurred her vision, yet she still looked toward the temple’s gold-foil-covered deity statue.

It was Marquis of Wind, yet not him, gentle and aloof, overlooking the world like a deity.

The smoke covered his face, appearing somewhat ethereal, as though peering through the crowd at her, smiling.

However, the God was not present here.

Qin Liuxi felt a surge of Vicious Energy, and the surrounding citizens seemed to sense something, fearfully avoiding her, watching her with caution.

She looked at the statue for a long time, squeezing out a sentence through her teeth: "One day, I will slay the god."