Capítulo 724: Chapter 708: The Junior Temple Master Holds Grudges

Qin Liuxi dissuaded Gu Po from acting rashly and naturally wouldn’t allow the yin soul to drain Little Ya’s vital energy. When Wuyang asked her what to do, she smiled brightly.

“Subduing a mere yin soul is not difficult.”

Gu Po pursed her lips, stepped back, and bowed to Qin Liuxi, which was a plea for help.

Qin Liuxi didn’t waste any words, asking her to bring some vermillion yellow paper over, drew two talismans, and then took out the silver needles she carried with her.

Wuyang was curious and asked, “Are you going to perform acupuncture? Shouldn’t we drive out this yin soul first?”

“Have you ever heard of the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?” Qin Liuxi smiled and said, “I plan to use the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to block her escape route, even to cut off her life’s path.”

If this yin soul is not cooperative or even stubbornly resistant, then she can’t blame Qin Liuxi for being ruthless.

Upon hearing about the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, Wuyang’s eyes lit up.

Qin Liuxi unfolded the needle bag. Considering that Little Ya was young and fearing that the yin soul might fight back and cause her to struggle and mess up the acupoints during the needling, she pressed her fainting point to make her temporarily pass out.

Gu Po watched with a trace of anxiety, but upon seeing Qin Liuxi’s calm face, she restrained herself.

Since she was brought here by the clan leader and could see something was wrong with Little Ya, Gu Po should trust her.

Moreover, Qin Liuxi didn’t give off the vibe of a bad person, rather she inspired a sense of closeness.

The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles are specially designed to treat all kinds of evil and madness, and it’s not just for those who are mad. When faced with yin spirits possessing a body, this acupuncture technique can also be used along with magical methods to deal with the yin spirits.

With her profound mastery of medical arts and spiritual practice, Qin Liuxi was deeply versed in this knowledge.

Qin Liuxi formed a seal with both hands, her lips slightly parted, and the unique melody of the Ghost Acupoint song spilled from her lips, the tone deep and melodious, instantly calming the heart.

She located an acupoint with one hand and took a silver needle with the other, piercing the Ghost Palace acupoint located at the philtrum, then took another needle, piercing three fen into the Ghost Trust acupoint beneath the thumbnail, followed by two fen into the Ghost Barrier Acupoint, which is at the big toe’s nail.

Wuyang and Gu Po watched intently without missing a thing.

One was eager to learn this technique, and the other was not quite at ease, but as for Qin Liuxi, she seemed oblivious to their presence, accurately determining how deep to insert each needle as if it was second nature, without the need to think. Before the two could get a clear look, her needle had already been inserted, then quickly replaced by another like a fleeting shadow.

Wuyang: “…”

Wished to learn, but lacked the visual acuity, couldn’t keep up!

This youngster truly was not simple!

If their Wu Clan also possessed such a prodigiously talented descendant, why would the Wu Clan have to worry about not flourishing?

Qin Liuxi was unaware that Wuyang was already filled with envy, sour to the core, focused solely on Little Ya and her reactions.

Indeed, as Qin Liuxi’s needling continued and got closer to the thirteenth needle, the bone-clinging yin soul couldn’t contain itself anymore, started to move erratically, causing Little Ya’s facial expression to change.

Gu Po’s eyes shifted.

Previously, she couldn’t see clearly what was bulging in the butterfly bone area, but now, Little Ya’s face distorted horribly, and she clearly saw another human face.

It was a very young face, about eleven or twelve years old, quite immature, belonging to a little girl ghost.

Little Ya suddenly opened her eyes, spitting out malicious words: “Stop, if you needle any further, I’ll devour this girl’s soul.”

Gu Po’s hand immediately clenched the Soul-devouring Gu Box beside her.

Qin Liuxi, with a needle in her hand, said, “If you voluntarily leave the body, I’ll stop.”

“On what grounds? This is a debt she owes me. A father’s debt is paid by his child. Her father was a beast in human clothing, he abused countless children, and it was he who destroyed me, leading to my death. It is her duty to repay me.”

Qin Liuxi coldly said, “Injustice has its head, debt has its master. You should seek out that beast in human clothing. This child was just born, what wrong has she done? Or do you intend to practice demonic possession and become that person’s child?”

“Nonsense, that beast worthy of being my parent? The thought disgusts me!”

“Then there’s no need to discuss it any further. This child has already been abandoned and has nothing to do with that person anymore. Why take your anger out on her? She’s only a year old and understands nothing.” Qin Liuxi said.

The little ghost girl fell silent for a moment.

“Do you wish for her to die young like you did?”

“That would be her fate, being born to such a father!”

Qin Liuxi shook her head, “You’ve already drained quite a bit of her vital energy, isn’t that enough? We’re both girls, and if you continue like this, she might not live as long as you did. Moreover, she has been cast aside already, which means her ties with that family are severed. You shouldn’t take out your anger on an infant.”

The little ghost girl fell silent again.

Qin Liuxi didn’t have so much time to soften her approach and administered another acupuncture needle.

The little ghost girl let out a mournful scream and seeing Qin Liuxi ready another needle aimed at the ghost heart, cried out, “You too are a girl, why would you assist in such cruelty?”

“You are mistaken, I have no intention of saving the beast, only an innocent baby.”

The little ghost girl choked, watching the silver needle pierce the skin, and leaped out from the infectious poison of the Bone-attaching Sore, attempting to flee.

Qin Liuxi recited a spell and tossed out a talisman, trapping her effectively.

Unable to move, the little ghost girl writhed and said, “I’ve already come out, what more do you want from me? Let me go now.”

“No way, something that should have taken a few needles to force you out made me administer eleven. My hand is tired, and I need to keep you restrained for a while to soothe my annoyance!” Qin Liuxi said righteously while drawing back the needles.

The little ghost girl, “?”

Aren’t you human, complaining of tiredness after just two extra needles and holding a grudge?

Gu Po and Wuyang, “…”

This is clearly playing with ghosts, otherwise, this justification is too unreasonable!

Regardless of how the little ghost girl struggled or cursed, eventually resorting to pitiful tears, Qin Liuxi obstinately ignored her until she had removed all the needles. She then turned and saw the girl’s torn clothing barely covering her body. Her gaze lingered on the bruises, and pursing her lips, she took a piece of Yellow paper and scissors on the table and asked the little ghost girl, “What’s your name?”

Taken aback, the little ghost girl answered, “My name is Meng Chenxiang.”

Without a word, Qin Liuxi quickly fashioned a garment, chanting a spell, she burned the paper clothes.

Meng Chenxiang stared blankly at the new straight robe and skirt on her body, plain and reaching her ankles. She pouted and fiddled with the dress commenting, “This earthy yellow color is bad enough, but it has no pattern at all, how ugly.”

Despite her words, tears dropped down her face.

Ignoring her, Qin Liuxi flipped over Little Ya and upon seeing the butterfly bone on the baby’s back riddled with purulent sores exposing the bone, she said to Wuyang, “I don’t have any herbs on hand, please Clan Leader, fetch some herbs for treating poison and golden sore medicine.”

Wuyang acknowledged and quickly left.

Gu Po’s eyes reddened with tears as she walked away and returned with a bottle of herbs: “Golden sore medicine.”

Qin Liuxi opened it, took a sniff to confirm it was indeed golden sore medicine, then asked for a small knife and began to scrape away the infectious sore.

The Bone-attaching Sore, if not cleansed, would be a lifetime curse!