The Unruly Immortals

Having experienced so much, Li Huowang had truly never seen this method before and did not know by what means the other party intended to sever Bai Lingmiao's connection with the Immortal Sects.

Bai Lingmiao felt especially shy about her current attire, to the point where her ears turned red with embarrassment. Her hands covered the front but not the back, making for a particularly awkward moment.

"Miss, why are you shrinking away? Stand up straight and quick."

After urging her, once Bai Lingmiao had fully stood up, Lian Zhibei took out three incense sticks and inserted them on the threshold, then knelt on both knees and knocked her forehead to the ground in front of the doorway several times.

Next, she took out an incense stick, lit it quickly, bowed three times toward the doorway, and then thrust the burning end into her own cheek.

Amidst the continuous sizzling sound, the dark red incense buried itself into her left cheek and emerged from the right one; Lian Zhibei's voice began to roughen. "Second God, enter the divination ritual!"

Lian Zhibei raised the chain hook, glowing cold in her hand, and stabbed through both her upper and lower lips, looking like two sharp fangs.

Bright red blood dripped down, falling onto the Curse Pattern Paper bellyband on Lian Zhibei's body.

Witnessing this act made Li Huowang frown. This self-mutilation, how much it resembled the Ao Jing Sect. Could it be another branch of the Ao Jing Sect?

As Li Huowang pondered this, Lian Zhibei reached into the large bundle beside her and pulled out a string of large red firecrackers.

She pulled out one of the incense sticks from her cheek, lit it quickly, and set the firecrackers alight, filling the air with bursts of crackling noise.

The white smoke from the incense stick combined with the dark smoke from the firecrackers, enshrouding the entire room in mist.

In the midst of the firecrackers' blasts, Lian Zhibei took out a block of Tiger Squatting Scare Hall Wood from her bosom, lifted it high, and smashed it forcefully onto the ground. "May the rod's sound reverberate through rivers and seas! Divine Light explodes forth, illuminating the heavens!! Second God, relish the fireworks!!"

Along with a thunderous rumble akin to a tiger's roar, the thick smoke quickly swirled, funneling into Lian Zhibei's widely agape mouth.

When the firecrackers ceased, Lian Zhibei's eyes turned completely white; she went on all fours, her plump body contorting into positions impossible for a normal person.

Facing this spectacle, Li Huowang involuntarily drew his Purple Tassel Sword.

Li Huowang's expression was particularly solemn. Although this plump woman often behaved recklessly and might trouble a Spirit alone, her actual strength was not to be underestimated.

Lian Zhibei's blood-dripping mouth slowly opened, revealing the hooks she had just inserted; she let out a bestial growl from deep in her throat to Li Huowang—more precisely, a tiger's growl.

"Senior Brother Li? Why would we have a tiger in our house?" Bai Lingmiao watched the crouching Lian Zhibei with terror.

No sooner had she finished speaking, Lian Zhibei suddenly turned her head and stared at Bai Lingmiao with almost completely white eyes, then instantly bent her knees and fiercely leapt toward Bai Lingmiao.

"Wait!!"

Just as Li Huowang's Copper Coin Sword and Li Sui's tendrils flew halfway, they saw Lian Zhibei not pounce on Bai Lingmiao but leap directly over her head.

With a "snap," Lian Zhibei seemed to bite something in mid-air, then opened her mouth so wide that the corners tore, frantically tearing at something above the ground.

At the same time, Bai Lingmiao began to clutch her head and cry out in pain, and the cinnabar patterns on her body writhed like serpents, with a small segment of them shrinking.

When Li Huowang, with his keen hearing, heard distant screams, his heart actually leaped with joy—it was the screams of the Immortal Sects!

"Miaomiao, hang in there!!"

With a "whoosh," Lian Zhibei leaped over Bai Lingmiao's head again, biting violently at the air, as the mysterious screams grew louder.

By the fifth time Lian Zhibei leaped over Bai Lingmiao's head, she, oblivious in her bridal veil, suddenly realized with her newly acquired ability that something was amiss.

In that moment, within the courtyard, she was becoming lighter—Second God was losing weight!

When that unique perception penetrated the red bridal veil and sensed everything inside, her heart trembled.

The flesh of the beast belonging to the Immortal Sects had almost been gnawed away, and as Lian Zhibei frenziedly bit into what was left, the Snake Scales Fox Fur Hedgehog Needles also quickly vanished, causing the face of Second God to start shaking uncontrollably.

"This woman wants to remove the Immortal Sects from my body! Without the Immortal Sects, the Second God will cease to exist!"

"Stop! Brother Li, make her stop! Second God is disappearing!!"

Bai Lingmiao, squatting on the ground, shouted loudly, tears sliding from her eyes non-stop.

"Miaomiao, don't worry, just hold on a little longer!"

With a hard resolve in his heart, Li Huowang turned and went into the yard, just to see Second God quietly gazing at the short tree.

Looking at her wedding veil soaked in blood, Li Huowang's heart shuddered, and he gently pulled on a corner of the veil to reveal Second God's face, now only half remaining.

"You..." Li Huowang first turned to glance at Bai Lingmiao inside the house, then turned back to face the bloodied Second God.

At that moment, Second God's battered body staggered as Lian Zhibei abruptly yanked beside her.

Second God looked at him, the sole eye showing intense reluctance. "Live well, don't let her down, and in the future, don't act all dramatic about everything like a woman."

At this moment, something on Second God seemed to dissipate, and her aura gradually became similar to that of Bai Lingmiao.

"Brother Li! She's not coming back! Without the Immortal Sects, Second God is really dead!"

As Bai Lingmiao spoke these words, Second God's body went limp and collapsed to the ground.

"Lian Zhibei, wait! Something seems off!!"

Li Huowang looked towards Lian Zhibei, who appeared to have lost all self-awareness, completely unresponsive.

When he saw her leap towards the top of Bai Lingmiao's head once again.

Li Huowang's expression turned fierce, his feet pushing off the ground as he charged forward.

Li Huowang kicked her in the waist, sending Lian Zhibei crashing against the wall.

A roar full of rage erupted, and the white-eyed Lian Zhibei viciously glared at Li Huowang, exerting a strong oppressive force that made it difficult for him to breathe.

"I'm sorry, there's a new twist! Wake up quickly!"

However, Li Huowang's shouts were ineffective. Lian Zhibei firmly pushed off the ground and lunged straight at him.

Li Huowang jammed his sword into his mouth and stirred forcefully.

As he violently drew the sword out and swung it, the sword blade, streaked with bloody teeth, rolled towards Lian Zhibei while Li Huowang, clutching the Purple Tassel Sword, followed closely behind.

Suddenly, the whole room became a chaotic mess, especially after Li Sui joined the fight.

Once the battle started, it seemed there was no stopping it.

When Li Huowang's Longsword was forced to stab deeply into Lian Zhibei's chest, Lian Zhibei's sharp teeth also managed to bite off one of Li Huowang's arms.

It was at that moment, as the incense that Lian Zhibei had wedged in her cheek slowly burned out, her blinded eyes began to regain clarity.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Faced with the Longsword embedded in her chest and the extreme pain throughout her body, she looked utterly bewildered.