Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Chapter 24 He Trusted Her Unconditionally

The wailing gradually subsided.

The thick fog still enveloped the entire living room.

A red mist slowly wrapped around Wu Zhao's legs. She said calmly, "Wake up. If you completely lose your mind, I will annihilate you."

As if stunned, the red mist retreated in an instant.

After a brief standoff, a small piece of paper carrying a piece of emerald green jade was moved in.

The jade stone was about the size of an adult male's fist, and the whole stone looked like it was glowing.

"It actually has even more spiritual energy than the one that was auctioned..." Wu Zhao was somewhat surprised.

Greedy eyes were fixed on the jade stone within the red mist.

As the little paper figure stumbled toward him, Wu Zhao coldly warned, "If you dare to pounce on me, be prepared to be reduced to ashes."

She reached out and picked up the stone, and suddenly a burst of red mist rushed towards her.

"It's out of control." Wu Zhao's gaze darkened. "Trying to take my things? You're asking for death!"

The ringed hand gripped the red mist tightly, and a sharp hissing sound rang out as it struggled.

"Shut up!" Wu Zhao snapped, the ring on his finger gleaming slightly.

A chilling aura followed, and the red mist visibly trembled.

Wu Zhao stuffed the wisp of red mist into the ring, then casually picked up the little paper figure and turned to leave.

The thick fog behind them gradually dissipated, leaving only a pile of mangled flesh on the ground, barely recognizable as human.

"Looks like I really have to get going..." Wu Zhao said as he walked, tossing a talisman behind him.

The talisman landed precisely on the flesh and blood on the ground, and black flames rose up in an instant.

Soon the ground was clean, with nothing left behind.

……

When Qingyao heard the noise and opened the door, he saw Wu Zhao walking in calmly and composedly.

A faint smell of blood wafted from the places she had walked.

He asked with some concern, "Are you injured?"

Wu Zhao paused for a moment and explained, "I'm fine, it's not my blood."

Then Wu Xingyun pushed Gu Chen out, and his eyes flickered slightly when he saw Wu Zhao.

He stared in shock, his eyes wide: "By the venerable shamanic ancestor, my dear grandmother—"

"You, how did you get blood on you?!"

Gu Chen's hand tightened instantly: "Are you alright?"

"What could possibly happen to me?" Wu Zhao chuckled, then glanced at Wu Xingyun. "Why are you making such a fuss?"

After confirming that the blood aura on her body was unrelated to her, Wu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death, I thought you had killed someone..."

"What if I really kill him?" Wu Zhao asked, as if joking.

Wu Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "Then the other party must have hurt you first—"

"I'll handle it for you."

Gu Chen spoke almost simultaneously.

Both of them had very confident expressions.

Qingyao stood behind them, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Master, is it possible... that this is not right?

He couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Pfft." Wu Zhao laughed, and said helplessly, "What are you thinking? Murder is against the law."

Although she's an old-fashioned person, she still understands the laws of today!

Gu Chen loosened his grip and said, "It's good that you're alright."

"I'm fine, but some people might not be so good."

As Wu Zhao spoke, he raised his hand and pulled the red mist out of the ring.

The wisp of red mist twisted and contorted, transforming into the phantom images of three women under their gazes.

"Yin spirits?!" Wu Xingyun looked on in surprise, then frowned. "They committed the blood feud."

Wu Zhao nodded: "It was Earl of the Night, but I cleaned up the mess for them."

When Qingyao saw the three footless phantoms that suddenly appeared, he almost slipped, but his previous experience allowed him to calm down quickly.

To avoid startling Lin Lele and Hong Yao, he suggested, "Why don't we talk in the study?"

“That’s true, it’s not a good place to talk in the living room,” Wu Zhao said. “Tell Hong Yao to keep an eye on Lin Lele, because some things might not be appropriate for her to hear.”

These three spirits may have met Lin Lele's father and know the cause of his death.

After putting the spirit back into the ring, Wu Zhao went to push Gu Chen's wheelchair.

The purple aura surrounding him pressed against him.

It seemed to dislike the blood stains still clinging to her body, and the flowing purple energy dispersed the thin layer of blood.

"Thank you." Wu Zhao looked at Zi Qi busily driving away the blood mist with amusement.

Gu Chen looked up and saw her smiling eyes. He was momentarily stunned and asked, "What are you thanking me for?"

"Um... thank you for what you just said."

Thank you for your auspicious blessing.

"You're welcome. After all, you promised to heal my leg," Gu Chen said, coming back to his senses.

Wu Zhao remembered the jade stone and said, "I actually found something when I went to find him. This guy kept a piece of jade stone of even better quality for himself."

"I'll help you relieve the pain in your legs when we get back."

Wu Xingyun walked over from behind carrying a fruit platter. Hearing what she said, he asked curiously, "Are you going to carve talismans on the jade?"

Can I take a look with you?

“Of course you can. Come find me at the Gu family home when you get back,” Wu Zhao said.

In the study, the three ghostly spirits huddled together, somewhat trembling.

They looked at Gu Chen with fear, almost blinded by the imperial aura emanating from him.

Wu Zhao looked at them and said, "I know you were all killed by Earl of the Night, oh no, by Little Handsome Black."

“You’ve been by his side for so long, you should know who he’s been dealing with and what deals he’s made, right? Tell me everything you know.”

One of the women, her face weathered and eyes filled with hatred, said, "Of course we know, he's a beast!"

Wu Zhao sighed: "You are his first wife, and you know his rise to power better than anyone. You and he were tomb raiding together, but you had a disagreement and he ruined you."

“You’ve been by his side the longest, so tell me what you know.”

The woman named by Wu Zhao twisted her expression for a moment before slowly saying, "My name is He Hua, and I'm Hei Xiaoshuai's wife. That's right, we used to be tomb raiders."

"But later, I felt that the money we were making would affect our offspring, so I advised him to stop. We had a huge fight and said we were going to get a divorce. I never expected that he would knock me unconscious and throw me into the mountains, where I was eaten by wild animals."

"Over the years, he met some strange people and started to package himself to create this island... They do everything on the island, from human trafficking to organ trading..."

"He killed a lot of people, many... undercover agents, all of them were killed by him... fed to sharks, or sold to his partners."

“He would often receive calls from a man named Mr. Ning, asking him to find something. Unfortunately, he never found it.”

The phantom trembled violently: "He has a very strange finger bone in his hand, and it's because of that finger bone that we can't really hurt him! That finger bone was given to him by Mr. Ning!"

It's Mr. Ning again?

Finger bones?

Thinking of the message the wet little paper doll had given her, Wu Zhao touched her ring.

Have you met this Mr. Ning?

The three illusory figures shook their heads simultaneously. He Hua hesitated for a moment, then looked at Wu Zhao and said, "As long as Mr. Ning comes, we won't be able to get close. That Mr. Ning's aura is terrifying. It's like..."

"Just like you..."

The spirit's gaze lingered on Wu Zhao before quickly shifting away.

Wu Zhao pointed to himself: "...Me?"