The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

"Let’s go."

The voice of Two Souls Seven Spirits was gentle, with a kindly gaze.

The judge’s robe on him faded away, revealing the same monk’s robe inside. He extended his hand toward One Soul, palm facing upward.

One Soul nodded, clasped his hands and offered a Buddhist prayer, then placed his hands on the palm of Two Souls Seven Spirits.

In an instant, a dazzling light shone.

The two lights merged into one, and the two gradually became one entity.

The Three Souls and Seven Spirits unified.

Buddha’s Light illuminated everything, and the thick layers of mist transformed at the edge of the sky, sometimes becoming a colorful Phoenix, sometimes a roaring giant dragon, myriad fighting fish, or a giant whale...

Facing the present monk, Feng Qi was not his match.

Feng Qi furrowed his brows, staring solemnly at the monk.

The glow around the monk faded, making him appear plain and unadorned. He clasped his hands toward Feng Qi, "Donor, may I have the painting back?"

The painting was still pressed under Feng Qi’s paw, already marked with a fox’s paw print.

"You want it just because you ask?" Feng Qi retorted.

The monk smiled gently and kindly said, "Well, if you like it, you may keep it."

Feng Qi suddenly turned his head to look outside the ancestral hall.

Little Taotie was running toward the ancestral hall.

Feng Qi looked at the scattered corpses on the ground, gently waved his big tail, setting up a Blinding Method.

Feng Qi’s brow knitted tightly, a bit worried that the Blinding Method wouldn’t hide the blood scent here.

The monk looked in the direction Feng Qi had just looked, seemingly understanding Feng Qi’s concern. With his palm facing up, he lightly waved, sweeping away the scent of blood, and set up another barrier above Feng Qi’s Blinding Method.

"This way, the young donor won’t see them."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qi was somewhat surprised.

"Donor, I owe my enlightenment to your prompting."

Feng Qi’s big tail transformed once more, becoming a whip, and she teasingly asked, "So, monk, do you want a few more lashes from me?"

The monk shook his head slightly, "That’s quite enough."

"Tch!" Feng Qi thought the monk was a masochist, but was surprised how quickly he backed down; she flicked the whip back into her fluffy big tail.

"I must be leaving, these..." The monk looked at the vengeful souls and Evil Spirits, then at the villagers who were left with only heads, "This happened because of me, I will take them away."

As he spoke, a wooden fish appeared in his open palm, and he struck it. The surrounding vengeful souls and Evil Spirits clutched their heads at the sound, their bodies shrinking, being drawn into the wooden fish’s hole.

As the rhythm of the strikes accelerated, even the heads trying to escape were sucked inside.

The Blinding Method covered the corpses, and all the spiritual bodies were absorbed into the wooden fish, making the entire ancestral hall appear harmoniously peaceful, without a trace of blood, who could have thought that just a moment ago it was filled with corpses, vengeful souls and Evil Spirits drifting all around.

"That’s a bit domineering of you," Feng Qi complained.

After all, so many vengeful souls and Evil Spirits, and those heads, when Little Taotie arrived, could be turned into Candy and chocolate with one punch each, essentials for the Ghost Servants’ progression.

With a few strikes of the wooden fish, the monk left none behind.

Seeing Feng Qi’s dissatisfaction, the monk pondered, his gaze falling on the Official Seal under Feng Qi’s other paw. At this moment, Little Taotie peeked his little head inside, seeing Feng Qi unharmed, his big eyes sparkling, Little Dimple sinking, eyebrows arched, sweetly shouting, "Feng Qi!"

In Little Taotie’s view, Feng Qi had turned into an ancient beauty without retracting her tail, appearing attractive enough for Little Taotie to dash over, eager to hug Feng Qi’s red, bushy tail.