Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 35 Demonic Power Unleashed
Azi showed no fear and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, let's be lamas together in life and lama ghosts together in death, that's true loyalty!"

He swung his broken sword and charged straight forward.

Jiang Mingzhe gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "Forget it. Since it's already a life-or-death situation, what's the point of arguing about who's right and who's wrong? Besides, different environments have different rules. If I apply modern moral standards to this world where human life is as cheap as grass, wouldn't I just be a pedantic fool?"

Whether Ah Zi is a demoness or a witch, she is now his most reliable companion!
Having figured this out, Jiang Mingzhe suddenly understood. He roared, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and with a quick movement of his claws, he was about to charge forward to fight when he heard Azi urgently shout, "Big Ginger, don't come any closer!"

As she spoke, she moved with incredible speed, darting between the five lamas. Under the sunlight, Jiang Mingzhe could see clearly that as Azi dodged and weaved, faint powder kept drifting from her body.

Jiang Mingzhe immediately realized what was happening, stopped abruptly, and, still feeling uneasy, took several more steps back.

Just then, a cloud drifted by and blocked the sun, and the powder disappeared instantly. Jiang Mingzhe was shocked and thought to himself, "This poison powder is so inconspicuous. How could my opponent, who is caught up in the situation, possibly notice it?"

Since joining the Xingxiu Sect, his martial arts training has progressed at lightning speed. In just a few days, he cleverly defeated Mingzhuzi first, and then blocked Zhaixingzi's attack. His internal strength has even surpassed that of Azi, who has been a disciple for many years. It would be unrealistic to say that he wasn't a little smug.

However, after witnessing A Zi's ghostly and ruthless methods of killing today, Jiang Mingzhe suddenly realized that the terrifying nature of the Xingxiu Sect disciples was something he could not truly understand just by reading the original novel.

He was just Jiang Mingzhe, not Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, or Duan Yu. Let alone Zhaixingzi, even if it were Mingzhuzi, if it were a life-or-death battle, he would undoubtedly be the one to die.

This is what is meant by "What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand."

In an instant, Jiang Mingzhe's previously somewhat agitated state of mind returned to the cautiousness he had when he first met Ding Chunqiu.

The clanging of weapons echoed across the battlefield. The opponents outnumbered them, and while Azi dodged, she would occasionally extend her short sword to parry. However, within three or five exchanges, the lamas' attacks visibly slowed down.

Azi became increasingly at ease, and said with a grin, "Do you feel weak in your arms and legs? That's right, let me tell you the truth..."

The little girl's smile vanished, and she shouted in a low voice, "I am the great white snake spirit of Kunlun Mountain, with the Buddhist name Bai Suzhen. I specialize in killing you stinky lamas who like to exorcise demons. You have been poisoned by my thousand-year-old snake venom, and you can only obediently become lama ghosts."

She spoke these words calmly and slowly, and in a flash, a lama with a single sword missed his target and fell straight to the ground. Azi pointed at him and shouted, "Die!"

The lama twitched twice and then fell silent. His exposed skin had a faint bluish tinge.

Ah Zi chuckled and said, "Another one died. Who will we kill next? We can eat them all at once, enough to last until the New Year."

These lamas were already more superstitious than ordinary people. Azi's story was detailed and coherent, including names and details. Most importantly, the methods of killing were bizarre and inexplicable, which made it impossible for the lamas not to believe him. They immediately panicked.

A lama shouted, "I'll hold off the snake demon, you all run!"

He chanted scriptures loudly and then slashed out with all his might.

Azi easily dodged him, and seeing that his eyes had already turned blue, she knew the poison had entered his marrow. She stuck out her tongue at him and hissed. The lama panicked and said, "Oh no! The snake demon blew poison gas at me!"

He tilted his head back and fell, and sure enough, he died.

The remaining lamas completely broke down and turned to flee, but they died one after another after only a few steps.

In the end, only one lama wielding the vajra remained. This man was as strong as a bear and possessed the strongest inner strength. Seeing all his companions die tragically, he was filled with despair and cried out, "Even if I die, I will not be a lama ghost of the snake demon!"

The lama's Mandarin was mediocre. Hearing Azi repeatedly call him a "lama ghost," he assumed he was some kind of ghost who would be controlled by her even after death. He tried his best to smash the vajra against his head, but he had already lost most of his strength and only ended up bleeding profusely. He became increasingly terrified and kept saying, "Buddha, protect me! Buddha, protect me! Buddha..." He stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth until the very end, his face filled with utter horror.

Seeing that Azi's demonic power was overwhelming, the lama holding the bow in the distance realized that he could not even commit suicide. His heart was pounding with fear. He released the bow, shot an arrow, and then ran away.

Azi raised her broken sword to parry, but the arrow whizzed past her head three feet away. Azi shook her head in disdain, then revealed an excited expression and shouted, "I, the great snake demon Bai Suzhen, am here!" She used her lightness skill to chase after it.

When the lama heard that she was chasing after him, he turned pale with fright. But as he ran past the carriage, the coachman grabbed him and pleaded, "Qingxi Lama, take the princess away quickly!"

The lama was currently cursing himself for not having four legs, and the driver had actually stopped him. He suddenly became ferocious, punching the driver to the ground and then smashing the carriage door open with another punch. He pulled out two women wearing cloaks and threw them to the ground, yelling, "They taste good, but I don't!"

He grabbed the Iron Rod Lama's mount and rode away.

Seeing that the other party truly believed her to be a snake demon, Azi laughed loudly and was about to fly out her broken sword to kill him when the coachman suddenly went berserk, scrambling up and grabbing Azi, shouting, "Princess, run!"

Azi dodged to the side, her broken sword piercing the coachman's throat. The coachman let out a strange cry and tried to grab Azi's arm. Azi was surprised by his fierceness and quickly dropped the sword and withdrew her hand. But then she heard a scream behind her. Azi quickly dodged the short knife thrust out by the woman behind her.

Iron Rod Lama's horse was quite magnificent. In no time, it had picked up speed and galloped northward like lightning. Azi knew she couldn't catch up and was very angry.

But the woman, oblivious to her own mortality, brandished a jewel-encrusted dagger and stabbed at Azi once more.

This woman's attacks were completely haphazard. Azi sneered, grabbed the woman's wrists with both hands, and snatched the knife away, then slit the woman's throat.

Seeing that the woman was about to die, Azi suddenly remembered: Oh dear, if I kill everyone, how will the ginger dissolve the poison?

He quickly withdrew his strength, the blade in his hand stopping at the woman's swan-like white neck.

Azi glanced over and a thought struck her: This woman's skin is even whiter than mine!
Seeing that the other woman's cloak covered most of her face, she casually ripped it off, exclaimed "Ah!" with a look of surprise, and turned around to call out, "Big Ginger, come and see, this woman is so beautiful!"

Jiang Mingzhe glanced warily at the corpses lying on the road and shook his head repeatedly: "The road is poisonous, I dare not come here."

Azi stamped her foot and laughed, "Coward, no matter how light my invisible powder is, it has landed by now. You can come over without any problem."

After saying that, he chuckled and said to the woman under his knife, "You're really beautiful, sister. I can't bear to kill you, but I have no choice but to apologize to you since the ginger detoxifies by killing a living person."

As soon as she finished speaking, another woman cried out, "Please don't kill the princess! If you want to poison a living person, then kill me instead!"

Azi turned her gaze and saw that the weeping girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old. Her features were quite delicate, but her skin was a bit dark and her cheeks were rosy. She was far from being comparable to the princess and was probably a maid or something similar.

The princess had a sharp blade against her neck, her body trembling uncontrollably, but her lake-like eyes revealed a stubborn look as she said in a trembling voice, "Sangzhu doesn't need to beg this evil man. The descendants of Gusiluo would rather die than submit. The Grand Preceptor will avenge me."

Ah Zi chuckled, "I'm a thousand-year-old snake demon, I'm not afraid of any imperial advisor!"

Then, curiously, she said, "So you're a princess? No wonder you're so beautiful. This is the first time I've ever seen a princess. Big Ginger, have you ever seen a princess before? Hmm? You! What kind of look is that!"

(End of this chapter)