Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of hurried, scattered, and light footsteps approached.

A group of figures gradually came into clearer view...

Except for Jing Li, everyone's heart was in their throat.

"Village chief, they're here."

Wang Ergou pointed at Jing Li and the others and ran forward quickly. The surrounding villagers immediately surrounded them, holding all sorts of knives, sticks, and hoes.

The village chief's face was grim, and his gaze was like a knife as he shot towards Jing Li, which made the other three feel a chill down their spines.

"Where is Gao Lin?" the village chief demanded in a gruff voice.

Jing Li politely replied, "Of course, he'd die."

This casual attitude made the village chief's face grow even darker; he wanted to teach this arrogant girl a lesson.

The other villagers didn't seem saddened by Gao Lin's death; some even gloated, especially Wang Ergou.

That beautiful woman would soon be his, and his gaze drifted almost imperceptibly towards Nangong Qian. It wasn't that he didn't covet Jing Li, but rather that he dared not; this woman was truly enigmatic, and it was uncertain whether she was even human.

"You brat, you won't escape, and you'll die a horrible death."

“Who knows, you might be the one who dies?” Jing Li didn’t take his threat seriously, only gave a strange smile, and looked at the village chief with the same eyes he would look at a dead man. “You should have died long ago. It’s not a good thing for you to live on.”

Perhaps because of her high status ten thousand years ago, no one dared to disrespect her. Now, she is repeatedly threatened, which is quite interesting.

Everyone: "!!!"

Panic flashed in their eyes. Outsiders might not know, but they did know that the village chief had been relying on the Bronze God to prolong his life.

How did this little girl know that?

Jing Li always manages to pinpoint all their secrets with a single sentence.

Even the village chief, that old monster, was changed in expression by her words.

Who is she?

Does she know everything that's happening in the village...?

Jing Li, seemingly to satisfy his curiosity, said slowly and deliberately, "Using evil magic to increase lifespan can have very serious backlashes."

She then turned to the villagers and said, "Are your children really children? How can the things you create compare to those produced naturally?"

She resumed her smiling expression, but there was no joy in her eyes. She said in a serious tone, "I know everything."

Her words definitively condemned the evil deeds of the villagers.

Everyone's face was filled with horror to varying degrees, but even more so with boundless malice. They were thinking about how to eliminate the person who knew their secret. Despite the heinous things they were doing, no one showed the slightest remorse.

Aside from the villagers, only Nangong Qian understood what it meant: a child created in the village? What could that be?

Upon closer reflection, a nameless fear welled up in her heart...

Upon hearing Jing Li's words, the village chief's aged, wrinkled face trembled, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Regardless of whether she was human or ghost, he would kill her tonight.

His eyes, brimming with undisguised murderous intent, were fixed on Jing Li, his appearance resembling that of a demon, his humanity seemingly even more terrifying than that of a demon.

Jing Li suppressed her smile and looked back at the village chief.

"Old man, what kind of eyes do you have? I'll gouge your eyes out if you're not careful."

Jing Li's eyes were unusually calm, as still as a lake, without a ripple. Her voice was soft, even flat, flowing out like a stream, yet it stunned everyone present.

The villagers stared at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

Everyone in Hehuan Village respects and fears the village chief; this little girl really doesn't know her place.

It would have been better to kill him....

The other three felt their bodies go numb, experiencing a sense of impending doom.

Nangong Qian tightened her backpack strap, her forehead beaded with sweat. What was that big shot saying? Even if he was powerful, he shouldn't provoke everyone in the village at this time.

They outnumber us; how are we going to escape?

But the big shot really doesn't suffer any loss. The bad old man calls her a brat, and she calls him an old thing.

Why do I feel inexplicably good about this...?

Qiao Feng stood frozen in place. Had this crazy woman gone mad...? We're all doomed...

Can he now say that he's not in cahoots with her?

Moreover, he wasn't originally on her side, and at this moment he was suddenly annoyed by Xixi's behavior, realizing he was about to be tricked by this woman.

Yu Manwen lowered her head even further, cowering behind Qiao Feng, whether it was due to social anxiety from the large crowd or fear of those who wanted to arrest them, it was unclear.

"You'll die! You'll die! You'll die! You'll die!" The village chief's eyes turned red with anger, and the loose flesh on his wrinkled cheeks trembled incessantly with each word. He was no longer the deep and calm man he usually was, and he just kept cursing Jing Li.

The aged voice, like a curse, terrified everyone present.

They hadn't seen the village chief lose control of his emotions in a long time.

The villagers smiled sinisterly; this little girl was doomed...

"Catch them, I'm going to kill them all!" The village chief's voice was frantic and ruthless, his words drawn out and sinister.

No one noticed that his cloudy black pupils had widened to almost cover his entire eye socket.

"We're doomed." Nangong Qian sighed softly. Almost simultaneously, the villagers went berserk, as if they had lost their reason, and swarmed forward.

"You're so noisy."

The voice, though faint, betrayed impatience. Nangong Qian and her companions heard this in fear as they were surrounded by several villagers.

The speed was so fast that it felt like the sky suddenly darkened.

No one saw how Jing Li made his move; the originally bright sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black mist, exuding an ominous aura.

In the old Qin family mansion, the golden runes on Qin Ruolan's body vanished instantly. She revealed her sharp nails with a ferocious grin, turned her head sharply, stared in a specific direction, and quickly climbed out, leaving only a black afterimage.

Just as the villagers were about to grab the group, Jing Li swiftly grabbed Nangong Qian's backpack, kicked aside the villagers on both sides, and pulled Nangong Qian away from the encirclement.

Wang Ergou's lustful gaze never left Nangong Qian. Seeing her with Jing Li, he calmed down a bit, but as if controlled by something, his desire gradually intensified, even overcoming his fear of Jing Li.

He gripped his wood-chopping knife tightly, his teeth chattering, his aura surging wildly as if he had taken a stimulant, his eyes burning with fervor, as he frantically charged toward Jing Li.

He is determined to make a decision with this woman!

The worst off was Qiao Feng. He curled up, holding Yu Manwen in his arms, protecting her in front of him. Several villagers grabbed his shoulders, trying to pull Yu Manwen out.

He was also attacked by villagers with sticks from time to time, and blood was faintly seeping from his back.

"Get out of here!" Seeing Qiao Feng grunt, Yu Manwen, a socially anxious girl, reacted like a startled fawn, yet instinctively unleashed a rare fierceness, shouting at them.

"Get out of my way!!" Yu Manwen tried to pry Qiao Feng's hands off and push the villagers away, but Qiao Feng's comforting gaze made her heart ache.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she choked back sobs, "Brother Feng..."

"It's okay, don't move."

Most of the villagers crushed them, leaving the two men disheveled, their faces contorted in pain, seemingly filled with despair...