Mo Bai was dumbfounded by the death of Wang Yiqian, and a deep bitterness rose in his heart: "Master, I understand now, it turns out that the instigator of all this is actually Wang Xicai."
Shen Yanli nodded: "Indeed."
"That Wang Xicai even shifted all the blame onto the evil spirit, truly shameless!" Mo Bai said angrily.
"There was nothing wrong with the story he told us before, except he only chose aspects favorable to himself, neglecting to mention everything he caused," Shen Yanli said.
"Despicable! I'll make sure to deal with him properly later!" Mo Bai furiously rolled up his sleeves, ready to settle things with Wang Xicai.
Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from the white mist, getting closer to them.
The figure's face became clearer as it approached them, and only then did they realize it was Du Yan.
Shen Yanli remained composed, calmly watching the woman gradually approaching her. Though Du Yan had become a resentful spirit, she was still incredibly beautiful.
Du Yan approached Shen Yanli and politely bent down slightly. Her expression was sorrowful, with an indescribable sadness in her every move and smile: "Immortal Venerable, everything you saw earlier is the truth. Wang Xicai murdered my father, ruined the Du Family, killed me and my child, and drove Wang Yiqian to his death. I just want to ask, everyone says justice will prevail in the end! Why does Wang Xicai not receive the retribution he deserves? Why is there such injustice in the world?"
"Wang Xicai will face retribution! For sure!" Mo Bai tightened his fists in hatred, his nails digging into his flesh.
Shen Yanli gazed at Du Yan with sympathy and pity for her plight. In a past life, because she was regarded as an evil spirit, Shen Yanli did not hesitate to eliminate her mercilessly; in this life, she had another choice.
Du Yan suddenly burst into a sorrowful laugh towards the sky, heartbrokenly exclaiming, "I have nothing left now! My only wish is for Wang Xicai to receive the justice he deserves!"
Shen Yanli told her, "But you are already a resentful spirit. If you harm others against the natural order, you will end up disappearing without a trace, and such a resentful spirit will lose the chance for reincarnation. Are you still keen on revenge despite this?"
Du Yan curved her luscious red lips into a hopeless, morbid smile: "Immortal Venerable, if you had experienced everything I have, what would you do? You are not me, so how can you understand my suffering?"
Suddenly, a shadow emerged from her body, clinging to Du Yan, viciously saying: "Why are you wasting time talking to them! Taking revenge is easy! Last time, they messed things up, but this time they won't get the chance!"
"..." Shen Yanli frowned and stayed silent.
In the past life, this Snake Demon was no match for her! She vanquished it effortlessly! If not for Du Yan, it wouldn't have lasted until now!
The Demon Snake, controlling Du Yan's resentful spirit, transformed into a streak of purple light, cutting through the pitch-black sky, flying towards the Wang Family's residence.
Seeing the situation turn dire, Mo Bai anxiously said, "Master, what should we do? They're going for revenge?"
Shen Yanli raised her hand and said, "Then let's follow and see."
Shen Yanli and Mo Bai summoned their swords and performed Sword Flight in the sky, the cold night wind brushing against them as they stood on the sword blades, gazing at the distant Wang Family's residence.
A dense black mist enveloped the Wang Family, indicating that the Demon Snake was about to stir trouble with Du Yan once more.
Since earlier, Mo Bai was quite puzzled by Shen Yanli's reaction. In the past, Shen Yanli had always decisively slain any evil spirit with her sword, but now she actually listened to the tale of a demon.
The Master seems different from before.
Under the influence of the Demon Snake's magic, a fierce gale arose at the Wang family's mansion, black fog spiraling in the sky, plunging the world into chaos.
The Demon Snake, controlling Du Yan's body, crossed through the storm, the gale tossing her purple gauze wildly, her dark hair fluttering untamed in the air.
She reached out to cast a spell, and Wang Xicai was suddenly pulled before her. Du Yan reached out and squeezed his neck, the years of hatred driving her to tighten her grip without regard, as Wang Xicai cried out in pain, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.
She had waited too long for this moment!
She wanted revenge!
To make this scoundrel pay the price he deserved!
"Du, Du Yan!" Wang Xicai shivered in fear, wetting his pants, but no matter how he pleaded, Du Yan was no longer the easily bullied courtesan she once was.