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

Chu Xia felt as if various sharp and malicious voices were being forcibly shoved into her mind, crashing back and forth until her brain exploded.

Just as she was completely lost in confusion, a wisp of purple energy quietly seeped into her body, like morning light piercing through a thin mist. Her empty, lifeless eyes gradually regained focus, and her senses began to return.

Coming to her senses, Chu Xia's eyes flashed with extreme anger as she uttered a chilling rebuke to the bronze statue: "Get out."

She was burning with anger, anxious and indignant. The fear and confusion that almost made her lose herself filled her with an indescribable aversion to the bronze figure.

Aside from the previous experience of being possessed by evil spirits, she had never been bewitched by evil spirits before, and this unexpected feeling was not pleasant.

"Xiao Chu, this is a bit tricky. Stay away from me." Zhao Yanchen also sensed the eerie danger in the air. He gripped Chu Xia's wrist tightly and pulled her back.

"Ah Chen, I almost got killed by it just now." Chu Xia was still angry. She was always proud and self-possessed, so how could she admit defeat?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanchen's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "It... has affected you?"

Chu Xia stood there quietly, offering no answer to the question, but her cold expression said it all.

She was affected!

This sudden intrusion was unbelievable to her.

This was something that had never happened to her in the past twenty years...

Her world has always been ruled by herself.

Zhao Yanchen sensed the turmoil in Chu Xia's heart and didn't press the matter further, instead changing the subject.

"Try using a talisman to ward off evil spirits."

"Xiao Chu, do you still have enough spiritual power?"

Zhao Yanchen was somewhat worried.

Chu Xia is a sorcerer, born with the ability to use spiritual power. Her talent is undeniable, making her the best among her generation.

However, she is now deeply troubled by evil energy, and every time she uses her spiritual power, it is a great burden on her body.

"Okay!" Chu Xia's sharp eyes were fixed on the village chief's house. She was furious and determined to teach this evil spirit a lesson and vent her anger.

While they were discussing how to deal with the bronze man, the bronze man looked on with a mocking expression. Although it was puzzled as to why the tiny human outside was not affected by it, it did not take it to heart.

But right now, an aura it dislikes yet submits to is rushing towards it...

Who is it?

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Jing Li looked at the wound on her arm with a puzzled expression. The cuts from the original owner's sacrifice showed no signs of improvement and were still as shocking as ever.

The wound was covered in golden runes, visible only to her.

But she didn't understand why she couldn't sense the original owner's soul...

As soon as she arrived at the village chief's house, she saw a mysterious purple aura rising slowly in the distance, emanating from a girl.

Purple aura is extremely rare; in her time, it was only carried by those with exceptionally great fortune.

Throughout history, purple aura has been a symbol of good fortune.

Jing Li clicked her tongue inwardly, sighed softly, and her eyes flashed with a complex and unreadable light.

Across from them are a man and a woman. The woman's natal chart is as brilliant as the Ziwei star, with the Seal Star and the Eating God/Hurting Officer Star shining brightly and supporting the Day Master. She is blessed by auspicious stars, turning misfortune into good fortune, and is the chosen one.

The man is equally outstanding, with high, thick eyebrows, a clear brow peak, and a high, straight nose, indicating an excellent destiny.

She turned to look at Nangong Qian and Qiao Feng, and sighed to herself, "Truly, they're destined to be supporting characters."

Looks good, um... but died young.

The two felt a chill run down their spines as Chu Xia stared at them.

Nangong Qian felt that the boss's gaze was strange, filled with sympathy and pity, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was no emotion in her eyes.

Qiao Feng was terrified. He was carrying Yu Manwen on his back, and there was a ghost following behind him. The ghost's eyes never left them. Would this strange woman throw him out?

Just then, the two people opposite them also noticed them.

"Who?" Zhao Yanchen stopped in his tracks and looked behind him sharply, his eyes sweeping over Qin Ruolan behind Qiao Feng.

"A vengeful ghost!"

The two men stiffened almost simultaneously, exchanged a glance, and both read seriousness and confusion in each other's eyes.

Chu Xia quietly clutched the talisman, ready to deal with any unexpected situation. Just as she was wondering what was going on, Zhao Yanchen asked her question first, "Qiao Feng, why are you with the vengeful ghost?"

The vengeful ghost is unpredictable and would not follow an ordinary person without making a sound. Although the vengeful ghost had a terrifying appearance, it just stood there quietly, as if it were being controlled by someone.

Zhao Yanchen stepped forward, his steps carrying a sense of vigilance that should not be underestimated. He slightly turned his body to protect Chu Xia behind him, his eyes fixed on Qin Ruolan with piercing gaze. When he spoke, he only glanced at Qiao Feng out of the corner of his eye.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng felt even more nervous. "I...we don't know how this happened. She...seems to have become attached to us."

After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Li. The girl had no expression. She was carrying the village chief in one hand as if he were an insignificant ornament. Her eyes darted between Chu Xia and Zhao Yanchen, as if she was assessing something.

"Why should I tell you!" Meeting Nangong Qian in early summer was like a small bomb exploding on the spot.

He turned around and questioned Chu Xia: "Chu Xia, did you put a luck-borrowing talisman on me?"

These words left the people present speechless, including Jing Li.

Jing Li: "..."

The girl is so straightforward, even though she guessed correctly.

Qiao Feng: "..."

Sisi is being willful again. How could she possibly be a goddess? He simply couldn't believe that a goddess would do such a thing.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Chu Xia's eyes were full of mockery and disdain. "Nangong Qian, I know you don't like me, and I don't like you either. Borrowing a luck charm? I don't know where you heard that from, but it's just your wishful thinking. I, Chu Xia, don't need to resort to such underhanded methods!"

She held her chest, her voice seemingly weak yet filled with pressure, "Besides, how could you, a lowly young lady, possibly have any good luck?"

Upon hearing this, the two completely broke down, and even Qiao Feng, who had always regarded Chu Xia as a goddess, was momentarily surprised.

In his heart, although Chu Xia appeared aloof, she was also a gentle and understanding person. How could she say such things to his sister? He had grown up with Nangong Qian and naturally knew Nangong Qian's personality. She was not a bad person at heart, just occasionally willful, and not as terrible as Chu Xia described.

He felt a slight unease and was about to step forward to explain when he was interrupted by Nangong Qian, who was completely enraged. "Me? Despicable?!"

Nangong's eyes instantly blazed with fury. She bit her lower lip, her cheeks trembling slightly with rage.

She shoved Qiao Feng, who was blocking her way, and stepped forward to stand face to face with Chu Xia. Zhao Yanchen stood warily between them.