Li Qingxian looked toward the main gate again. Bone Filth Child's true body had long since returned to the entrance, standing motionless where he was.
After a brief discussion with Li Qingxian, Shen Xiaoyi took out a yellow talisman with black edges and handed it to him.
Then, Li Qingxian summoned palace maids, eunuchs, and guards, giving them detailed instructions.
Before long, the eunuchs and palace maids began sweeping and cleaning everywhere.
In the courtyard of a side hall, a eunuch and a palace maid each carried a wrung-out thin bedsheet. Chatting as they walked, they headed toward the clothesline.
"I heard there's a treasure hidden in the palace?"
"Yeah. Look at all those outsiders who came here—they're after that treasure."
The fly had originally been flapping its wings to leave, but upon hearing their conversation, it immediately stopped and listened quietly.
"I'm telling you, don't spread this around."
"Don't worry. I never wag my tongue."
The eunuch and palace maid carrying the sheets chatted about the treasure as they walked, while the fly listened in silence.
As the two drew closer, when they were about three steps apart, they suddenly threw out the sheets in their hands at the same time.
The two sheets instantly transformed into two pieces of black cloth. In the blink of an eye, they expanded and descended over the fly.
The fly beat its wings, trying to escape, but a hazy yellow glow radiated from the sheets, trapping it where it was.
"Not good!" The fly hurriedly cast a spell, but the glow prevented all magic.
"You..."
The black cloth dropped over it, followed by a web of lightning and the thunderous roar of Daoist arts.
In the blink of an eye, the black cloth was torn apart, and the fly turned into pus.