Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
If a puppet curse hit its target, it would make the target lose their consciousness and follow the caster’s orders for a week up to two months, depending on the rank of the curse.
Of course, it was not impossible for another curse practitioner with even more profound talisman energy to help break this curse.
However… this puppet curse that the stoic-faced little lady tossed up seed to be quite formidable.
Why would the little lady carry a curse??Young Sir Songfeng couldn’t help but be confused.
“Songfeng, you’re just going to let them go like this?” The red-clothed gaudy man looked at Young Sir Songfeng in astonishnt.
Young Sir Songfeng cast him a look. “What then? You charge over and stall them? I then send soone over to the prefecture lord to get helpers?”
The red-clothed beauty giggled. “Then forget it.”
You must be kidding. If he really dared to charge over, that savage little stoic would decimate his tender body into bits!
Ye Lingmin silently trailed after them all the way to the entrance of the inn. Only then did Qiao Mu turn back to look at her. She asked frostily, “You’re not leaving?”
“I have sothing I want to tell you.”
Mo Lian and Feng Chen turned to look at Qiao Mu. They nodded and said, “Let’s go up first before talking.”
They went back into their rooms. After busying around the entire night, the sky was already brightening.
Qiao Mu looked at her indifferently. “What is it.”
“Because I was anxious to go to the Shuntian Prefecture, I sought a secret drug and consud it. Even though my cultivation jumped quickly in a short period of ti, my cultivation will slowly dissipate as ti passes, each year quicker than the one before,” Ye Lingmin said quietly.
“That is the punishnt you deserve. Don’t count on curing you!” Qiao Mu spoke bluntly.
“Yes, I never hoped that Little Junior Sister would cure .” Ye Lingmin nodded and said, “I deserve this punishnt, but I am saying this to tell Little Junior Sister that my days are limited. So I plan to tell you in advance what I have investigated in these past years.”
Qiao Mu was silent for a long ti. She then looked at her and said coldly, “Go ahead.”
“I’ve trailed this Jia Zhong for a long ti. After investigating multiple tis I discovered that he was the deputy commander of Geng Pengcheng’s private army.” Ye Lingmin swept a look at the reticent General Jia standing beside them.
“Geng Pengcheng is normally an especially low-profile person. It is extrely difficult to investigate him, but if not for this Jia Zhong’s debauched lust for n, we wouldn’t have been able to capture him so easily.” Ye Lingmin then said, “According to my investigations, I suspect that Geng Pengcheng’s private army is probably hidden in the ground under the pleasure quarters. There were several tis when I was following Jia Zhong but then lost him in the blink of an eye.”
“If the entrance wasn’t in the ground, I can’t think of how that Jia Zhong could have disappeared from my sight at once.”
Qiao Mu’s expression eased up slightly, and she beckoned to the stiffly standing Jia Zhong. “Co over.”
Upon hearing her command, Jia Zhong walked over like a marionette and stopped in front of Qiao Mu. He just stood there with a dull expression.
“Geng Pengcheng has secretly trained a private army?”
“Yes, the Shuntian Defense.”
“What is their strength?”
“100,000 mystic cultivators. 5000 spiritual cultivators below level 10. 500 spiritual cultivators above level 10.”
Ye Lingmin’s expression changed drastically. To her, this was already colossal.
It did not seem like uprooting this force could be accomplished overnight.
Qiao Mu interrogated expressionlessly, “Where is the base?”
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