Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Zhao looked at Gu Chen with some surprise.

He actually managed to stand up, using his wheelchair as support?!

"Your leg...!" Wu Zhao threw away the pieces of the doll in her hand and ran to Gu Chen's wheelchair.

Gu Chen, pale-faced, slumped back into his wheelchair, gripping Wu Zhao tightly with one hand: "Zhao Zhao, how are you feeling?!"

The black aura carried an extremely strong aura of curse, and it merged into Wu Zhao's body almost instantly.

It resonated with the curse that Shen Jiaojiao had originally planted in her body.

"It's nothing, just a few more curse marks." Wu Zhao shook his head. "I'm not so badly defeated by two curses."

Although it's a bit troublesome, with some of her power restored, she can fully withstand the negative effects of the curse.

Somewhat disbelieving of her words, Gu Chen's gaze remained fixed on her face.

He sighed, not noticing that something was wrong with her expression.

"Zhao Zhao..."

His sigh was deep and resonant, making Wu Zhao's ears feel a little itchy.

For some reason, Wu Zhao felt a little guilty.

"I'm really alright..."

Wu Zhao muttered something under his breath and patted his hand.

"She...she's dead?!"

Inside the room, Ling Shurui cautiously checked Ling Fei's breathing and was somewhat shocked.

The pieces of the doll fell to the ground and quickly disappeared.

"What, what should we do?" He Qing was at a loss, looking at Ling Fei with a ferocious expression and unseeing eyes.

It would be a lie to say I don't feel sorry for them, after all, they've been raised by my side for so many years.

If there's no affection, doesn't that mean the Ling family members are heartless?!

But knowing that she was going to kill her own daughter, He Qing couldn't bring herself to reach out and close her eyes.

Looking to her husband for help, Ling Shurui took a deep breath.

He walked over and raised his hand to close Ling Fei's eyes.

Wu Zhao's voice rang out behind him: "Don't touch her!"

Ling Shurui's hand froze, and he didn't dare to move.

“She’s covered in an aura of curses right now; any ordinary person who comes into contact with her will be affected.” Wu Zhao stepped out from behind him, took out a talisman, and stuck it on Ling Fei’s corpse.

He Qing covered her mouth: "Feifei, she's really dead..."

Wu Zhao nodded: "Yes, it's a backlash from evil energy."

"It seems I'll have to disturb this peaceful Buddhist sanctuary." Wu Zhao felt somewhat apologetic and sighed, "Please trouble Mr. Ling to find Fang Chang."

Ling Shurui nodded upon hearing this. "Should we call the police?"

This was the first time they had ever seen anything like this, and they were a little unsure.

Wu Zhao looked at Gu Chen: "Contact the Wu family. They should have experience and know how to handle this."

“I’ll contact them right away,” Lan Yao said, walking to the side to make a phone call.

Seeing that Ling Yuchen was still holding Ling Qinghuan, Wu Zhao pointed outside and said, "Take your sister outside and get some sun. Remember to keep the talisman I gave you close to your body."

"Luckily we arrived in time, otherwise I would have lost my life here."

A blush crept onto Ling Qinghuan's face. She looked at Wu Zhao and thanked him in a very soft voice: "...Thank you. I... my name is Ling Qinghuan."

"Thank you so much this time, Miss Wu." Ling Yuchen said solemnly, carrying Ling Qinghuan as he walked out.

"I am Wu Zhao." Seeing Ling Qinghuan propping her head up from her brother's arms and looking at him, Wu Zhao smiled: "Don't worry, I won't leave for now. You can see me again when you come back from sunbathing."

With the assurance in hand, Ling Qinghuan nestled contentedly back into her brother's arms: "Then, I'll be back soon... You, you have to wait for me, okay?"

Gu Chen's wheelchair was right by the door, and he couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard their conversation.

...As expected, it's still very popular.

He couldn't help but clench his fists and look down at his legs.

The abbot of Linghan Temple arrived very quickly.

Seeing the old abbot walking over with Ling Shurui, Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow in surprise.

The feng shui of this capital city is truly nourishing.

At over a hundred years old, he can still walk so briskly and has a rosy complexion...

The old abbot couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when he saw Wu Zhao.

What terrifyingly vast yin energy, and what astonishingly powerful golden light of merit!

Ling Shurui introduced, "This is the abbot of the temple, Master Kongyuan."

“Amitabha, this benefactor is truly extraordinary.” Master Kongyuan chanted a Buddhist prayer, looking at Wu Zhao and unable to help but speak. “This benefactor…where do you come from?”

Those piercing eyes seemed to see right through Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao smiled calmly, "From a place you would never guess."

She came from the gates of the underworld!

Master Kongyuan, who did not receive an answer, did not take it to heart and instead laughed like Wu Zhao.

"It's alright, it's alright. You are doing as you please, I admire you!"

He entered the side room and was somewhat surprised to see Ling Fei in mid-air and the lingering yin energy in the room.

Master Kongyuan squatted down and touched the remaining aura on the ground: "What a vicious yin energy."

"This benefactor probably used an extremely powerful curse, but it failed and he died from the backlash."

He paced around the room for a moment, then continued, "Before she died, another curse must have been triggered at the same time..."

After glancing around at everyone present, Master Kongyuan's gaze lingered a little longer on the glittering Gu Chen.

“It’s on me.” Wu Zhao raised his hand. “But you don’t need to trouble yourself, Master. You should first dispel the yin energy in this room!”

She pushed Gu Chen's wheelchair into the yard and saw Ling Yuchen holding Ling Qinghuan and sunbathing.

The Ling couple felt it wouldn't be right to stay in the side room any longer, so they came out as well.

Upon seeing Wu Zhao, He Qing couldn't help but walk over and ask, "Miss Wu, I want to know why Fei... Ling Fei wanted to harm Qing Huan?"

“Greed,” Wu Zhao said directly. “You gave her too much that was no less than what she had, which fostered her greed. But she was probably bewitched by someone, thinking that killing your own daughter would be the way to completely replace her.”

The sun is shining brightly today, its warmth gently caressing us.

Wu Zhao leaned back on the armrest of Gu Chen's wheelchair and said softly, "I know you raised her to suppress Ling Qinghuan's fate, and you're very good to Ling Fei because of your guilt. But have you ever thought that you might neglect your biological daughter because you're too focused on your adopted daughter?"

"Sometimes, excessive pampering can have the opposite effect."

He Qing's face turned pale as she looked at Ling Qinghuan, who had her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

She couldn't help but stumble a few steps before Ling Shurui helped her up.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been so worried about Qinghuan, I wouldn't have acted the way I did with Feifei..."

Seeing her swaying and nearly fainting, Ling Shurui comforted her, "Wife, don't blame yourself. Ling Fei wants too much; you just want the best of both worlds..."

Wu Zhao knew she was conflicted, but he still intended to tell her the truth.

“Actually,” she said, taking a moment to organize her thoughts, “Ling Fei is not an orphan at all; she was specially prepared for your family by someone.”

"Even if you didn't dote on her like that, she..."

"They will also kill your own daughters."

Ling Fei's existence is solely for the purpose of destroying the Ling family!