Although Xiao Xie had not collected all the wronged souls into Rongwu Mountain, the tens of thousands of wronged souls already within Rongwu Mountain were enough.
After all, Xiao Xie possessed Ghost Divine Power, allowing him to use these wronged souls to die in his place. Every wronged soul represented one life. Xiao Xie did not believe anyone could kill him tens of thousands of times in succession.
"M-Master, were those... human souls just now?"
Seeing Xiao Xie collect the souls of Yang Jie and Tantai True Person, Consort Ningrong was deeply shaken and asked nervously.
"That's right. Those two souls were Yang Jie's and Tantai True Person's. So if you ever dare betray me, even if you kill yourself, your soul will not escape my control." Xiao Xie lifted Consort Ningrong's chin and stared into her eyes, his expression full of teasing, like a cat that had caught a mouse.
"Ningrong would never dare! Ningrong belongs to Master in life and will be Master's ghost in death. I would never dare betray Master!"
Frightened, Consort Ningrong hurriedly knelt before Xiao Xie and swore.
Originally, Consort Ningrong had humbled herself before Xiao Xie only because she wanted to preserve Wanyan Zheng's life. Otherwise, she would rather have committed suicide than surrender to him. But now that she had discovered Xiao Xie could even toy with the souls of the dead in the palm of his hand, how could she dare harbor the slightest thought of resistance?
"Enough, get up! I know you wouldn't dare. This fellow's hair is too filthy; it dirtied my hands. Go prepare things. I need a bath!"
Xiao Xie casually tossed Tantai True Person's head, whose eyes had remained open in death, aside with a look of disgust.
"Yes, this servant will arrange it at once!"