Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 951: Eloquent

At this moment, Ling Qishuang's face was completely bloodless. Jing Yu's words were like knives, each one piercing the woman's heart, causing her to break out in a cold sweat and her mind to be filled with wild thoughts. Her originally calm heart was suddenly turned into a turbulent sea.

At that moment, she felt that every word Jing Yu said made perfect sense, and she suddenly felt disheartened, muttering, "Yes, yes... I overestimated myself... and messed everything up! If that's the case, what's the point of living?"

The next moment, the light in Ling Qishuang's eyes gradually dimmed, and her soul seemed to be on the verge of collapse... This was a sign of inner demons growing and her soul being scattered!

Snapped!Snapped!

Jing Yu grabbed Ling Qishuang by the collar and slapped her twice across the face without any mercy. The two slaps made the originally lifeless Ling Qishuang dizzy and seeing stars. Her scattered soul was actually solidified by the two slaps.

Jing Yu shouted, "If you want to die, get the hell away from me. Don't die next to me. With Ming Yutai sleeping next to me, there's another corpse of the Ling family's eldest daughter. How am I supposed to explain this?"

"Besides, you have to clean up the mess you made. Ling Xiao, who was innocently dragged into this, is still locked up in the Tianmang Sect's dungeon. How can you just die like this? Can you live with yourself?"

Ling Qishuang seemed to regain a bit of life at this moment, but then she suddenly felt a huge surge of humiliation and resentment welling up from her heart, and said aggrievedly:

"Didn't you say I was beyond saving? Things have gotten to this point, what can a mere cultivator from a small grotto-heaven do?"

"You're beyond saving, but you're lucky to have met me. It's like you've been brought back from the brink of death and found a glimmer of hope."

Ling Qishuang retorted angrily, "I am also one of the top talents in the Second Heaven, and now I'm being used as a bargaining chip for my family. How can I be considered lucky!"

Jing Yu laughed and said, "You're lucky because of this 'fate' that I can use... Don't worry, you'll be very safe until I get my hands on your fate."

Faced with the ravings of the gray-robed youth, Ling Qishuang felt an unprecedented sense of security, as if he could truly lead her out of her predicament.

Jing Yu secretly removed a blue life bead named "Eloquent" from the [Mysterious Destiny Plate], exhaled softly, and thought to herself:

"A destiny based on eloquence, combined with the subtle hypnotic influence of the Divine Dream Law and the suppression of the soul through secret techniques... the three approaches working together have proven remarkably effective. This can be considered 'persuasion through reason'..."

He immediately said, "You're not here to rescue Guan Lingxiao? What a coincidence, I have the same purpose. We can form an alliance and cooperate for the time being."

Ling Qishuang's eyes lit up: "So you're here to rescue Guan Lingxiao too!"

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to risk everything to intrude into the True Immortal lineage to rescue someone... What is your relationship with Guan Lingxiao that you could go to such lengths?"

Jing Yu smiled slightly: "Guess?"

"You want me to guess?" Ling Qishuang was slightly taken aback: "Most cultivators in the cultivation world prioritize their own path and are often cold-hearted. They always mind their own business and don't care about the troubles of others... Would they risk their lives to save someone?"

"It's nothing more than Daoist partners, father and son, master and disciple."

“That little blind man doesn’t seem to like men, and you don’t look like him at all… although you are both handsome in your own way… um… I know, you are master and disciple.”

Jing Yu was surprised: "You're not completely stupid."

Ling Qishuang said with admiration, "You are indeed a commendable young man for your filial piety. You risked your life to save your master. Guan Lingxiao is truly fortunate to have a disciple like you."

Upon hearing this, Jing Yu's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "What kind of eyes do you have? I am Guan Lingxiao's master!"

Ling Qishuang, however, was quite skeptical: "What a joke! How can a master's cultivation be inferior to that of his own disciple?"

Jing Yu choked on her words, then rolled her eyes: "What do you know? Flowing water doesn't compete for speed, it competes for its endless flow... Cultivating immortality isn't about who goes the fastest, it's about who goes the furthest..."

Given the circumstances, and with herself being suppressed by this menacing figure before her, Ling Qishuang naturally shut her mouth and stopped trying to provoke him.

However, the next moment, Ling Qishuang felt the pressure on her body lighten, as Jing Yu withdrew his supernatural power.

Feeling the flow of true energy within her body return to normal, Ling Qishuang was overjoyed and said, "May I ask your esteemed name, fellow Daoist..."

"My Daoist name is Xuanjing," Jing Yu replied casually, her attention focused on Ming Yutai.

"How long does your bewitching incense last?"

Ling Qishuang replied, "It depends on the strength of the other party's soul. For a mid-stage Cave Heaven cultivator like Ming Yutai, if he is not a Refining Spirit Master and has not cultivated any precious soul techniques... he will probably not wake up within three days."

"Did you make this incense yourself?" Jing Yu asked with interest.

Ling Qishuang said proudly, "That's for sure... My alchemy talent is among the best in the entire Shattered Mist Starfield."

She immediately became dejected again: "It's a pity that alchemy cannot be directly applied to cultivation. Ordinary pills have limited effect on geniuses, and top-notch pill formulas are controlled by powerful forces... I would like to join the alchemy holy land [Yuan Dan Hall], but I can't even meet the threshold for entry."

Jing Yu stroked his chin and said, "Since that's the case... we can't waste these three days."

What are you planning to do?

"You're not here to kidnap Young Master Ming?" Jing Yu smiled and said, "We need to find a way to get Ming Yutai out of the Ming Mansion first."

"But you just said it's impossible to do!"

"Of course, it wouldn't be possible for a stupid woman like you to do it alone... But as I said, you're lucky because you met me."

Jing Yu said calmly, "If you want to successfully leave the Ming Mansion, you have to do whatever I tell you to do... As long as you don't cause any trouble, I guarantee you'll be fine."

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Outside the courtyard of Mingyutai Cave, two figures stepped out from the courtyard gate.

One of them was Jing Yu, and the other was the young master of the Ming family, Ming Yutai.

At this moment, the two of them reeked of alcohol and looked completely drunk. Jing Yu was only flushed and could still stand up, but Ming Yutai was like a lump of mud, and he could only move his body by holding onto Jing Yu's shoulder.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, several faint divine senses secretly swept around them. In just a moment, a powerful white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of them, who was actually a Great Ascension Perfection Realm being.

Jing Yu slightly opened her drowsy, drunken eyes, looked the old man up and down, and then, feigning arrogance, asked in a thick tongue:

"Who are you?"

The old man's almost furrowed face slightly opened two slits, his gaze lingering on Mingyutai for a moment before he smiled slightly:

"Distinguished guest... I am the steward of this household. May I ask where you and the young master are headed? I remember there was another distinguished guest, but where is he?"