With a Saintly Heart, Demons and Evils Gather

Daoist Qingshan acted directly, instantly scattering the soul of that young Huang Family girl from the Miao Territory.

The moment the girl's ghost vanished, I felt an incredibly powerful surge of true qi appear and get absorbed into my body.

It was countless times more than the true qi I had absorbed from killing those paper effigy evils before.

My exhausted body seemed to regain a little energy...

Besides that, I could only think that Daoist Qingshan was incredibly fierce. Truly fierce.

With a single sweep of his fly-whisk, he whipped the girl to death.

It was vastly different from Master's broad, forceful style of attack.

But why hadn't he kept her around and used that Starlight-Moon Illusion Dream Incantation?

Maybe he could have gotten some information about the Huang Family of Southern Miao from the girl.

I turned to glance at Daoist Qingshan. His expression was calm, revealing little emotion.

Though I was puzzled, she was already dead. I was also his junior, and his cultivation was so much higher than mine that I wasn't in a position to ask why.

So far, he gave me the impression of being ruthless without lacking compassion.

He kept his emotions hidden, carried himself like an immortal, and had the bearing of a reclusive master.

He was a little like the Daoist Shengxin type from television dramas.

Powerful, devoted to the Dao and to goodness, yet willing to grant even the wicked a chance at life.

He was willing to redeem Yin spirits, but he could also strike without mercy.

He had originally intended to spare the girl's soul and give her a chance at reincarnation.

But the girl had not cherished it, and in the end, she was beaten until her soul scattered.

There would be no later for her.

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