Quick Wear: Female Supporting Role

Chapter 342

The truth behind this incident, in which a demon harmed humans, has now come to light: someone was creating panic behind the scenes, plotting revenge. The five paintings have fallen into Jiu Yin's hands; she hopes to find clues within them.

The person behind it all handed the painting over to others, was it merely to let them vent their anger? Shortly after those five men were imprisoned, they all died unexpectedly. When they were found, their bodies were cold, their pupils wide open, their eyes wide open in death.

Bai Feifei was overjoyed to be back from outside. At the banquet, people kept toasting her and treating her with utmost respect. She never imagined that being flattered could be so pleasant.

Bai Feifei walked into the house, poured herself a glass of water, and said, "I'm back."

Seeing the paintings on the table, all depicting various murderers, so lifelike that they were somewhat eerie upon closer inspection, one asked, "Master, is this the painting of the monster that escaped?"

“Yes,” Jiu Yin withdrew her gaze and looked at Bai Feifei. “Bai Feifei, there’s something I need to make clear to you.”

"what?"

"From this day forward, we are no longer master and disciple. Do not call me master. May we both live well from now on. Farewell." Jiu Yin's original intention in coming to find Bai Feifei was to capture her and take her back, but due to selfish motives, she decided to bear the consequences alone.

After everything that's happened, Bai Feifei is just Bai Feifei. If she still thinks the same way, then she's just being deluded. She picked up the painting, intending to find the culprit who's been harming her in the shadows.

Bai Feifei knelt down in panic and begged, "No, no, Master!" She tried to grab Jiu Yin's hand, but missed; Jiu Yin dodged away.

"If you cause any trouble in the future, I will definitely not forgive you." After saying this, Jiuyin left without turning her head.

Bai Feifei cried out, "Master, Master, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please don't abandon me!"

She truly regretted it, but Jiu Yin had long since vanished. Bai Feifei was left alone, clinging to the doorframe, lost and dejected.

"What? It's all because I'm a reincarnation. But you don't know that the person you saved wasn't the right one at all," Bai Feifei said, wiping away her tears. "Yes, I've actually gained a lot all these years."

"Bullshit, I'd be better off without you." Bai Feifei stood up, clinging to the door frame, her body unsteady. "Stop pretending. You're just a hunter's daughter, what's so great about you?"

Remembering her promise to introduce them, and how those people fawned over her, all wanting to get to know Jiu Yin, Bai Feifei kicked the doorframe in annoyance, jumped up in pain, and quickly sat down.

While rubbing her feet, she looked outside with a wronged expression: "Damn it," how could she forget that she had lost all her magic? She was immediately depressed.

"Damn Wuxin, damn Jiuyin, neither of them are good people." But what should she do next? She couldn't just sit and wait to die.

In a mountain cave, Jiu Yin found the real culprit behind the murder, who turned out to be the Five Evil Demons. Upon seeing a young girl, the Five Evil Demons were curious and said, "Beautiful lady, we meet again. What a coincidence!"

The red-haired devil spoke up: "You managed to find this; that's impressive."

The ghost beside them taunted, "Look at you, you've got some skills. It's really helpful to give us brothers a hand. We're still a little short of attaining enlightenment."

Jiuyin, with her hands behind her back, formed hand seals and set up an array around them, a light smile on her face: "Those who died in the prison were all drained of their life force; that was your doing."

The five ghosts sensed something was wrong, looked at Jiu Yin, and knew she was behind it. Their earlier playful smiles vanished, replaced by a serious glare at Jiu Yin. "Trying to ambush me again?"

"Having killed so many people, aren't you afraid of never being reincarnated?" Jiu Yin's voice was icy cold, like a biting wind.

A green-haired ghost scoffed, "Nonsense, that was the work of a demon. We brothers wouldn't have done that, would we?"

The other four ghosts echoed, "Of course."

It's impossible to get them to admit it. If they did, the heavens would surely punish them.

"Oh," Jiuyin had already sealed the cave, so they couldn't escape. She sat down cross-legged and began chanting scriptures. In an instant, it was like a magic spell, causing the five ghosts to scream in agony. They thought they could fight her and that with their strength, they would surely be able to subdue this woman, but they were wrong.

"How could this be?! Ahhhhhh!" Sensing something amiss, the five ghosts tried to flee, but the barrier blocked their way. The scriptures pierced through their bodies, an undeniable torture, utterly agonizing. They cried out in agony, clutching their heads.

"Stop reading, stop reading!"

"Great Immortal, spare us! We were wrong!" The five ghosts endured the pain, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly. They really couldn't bear it if they kept chanting.

No matter how much they begged for mercy, Jiu Yin showed no intention of stopping until they fell silent, one by one, like wilted eggplants. Only then did Jiu Yin relent.

Then chains flew out and bound them. By this time, the five ghosts had no strength left to struggle and were extremely weak. They thought the woman was going to perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife, but they never expected that she would spare their lives.

Jiuyin threw the painting in front of them, "Where did you get this painting?"

"It was stolen."

"Yes, we stole it."

"Stolen?" Jiu Yin frowned, then asked them, "Where was it stolen from?"

The five ghosts exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads. "In the study of Prince Li's residence in the capital."

"Really?" Jiuyin was skeptical of their claims.

"Yes, that day we sensed a peculiar aura that could nourish the soul, so we sneaked into the Prince's mansion, discovered these paintings, and stole them."

They kept their heads down, afraid that Jiuyin would discover something; anyway, that's what the person who drew them told them.

Jiuyin, however, did not believe it. "I don't really believe what you say." After saying that, she was about to start chanting Buddhist scriptures. The other four ghosts were afraid that if she continued chanting, their souls would be scattered.

The five ghosts knelt on the ground, huddled together with their hands clasped in prayer, repeatedly kowtowing: "Stop chanting, stop chanting, stop chanting, we'll tell the truth."

But Jiuyin didn't stop until they said someone was behind it.

Jiuyin then stopped. "Who is it?"

"Yes!" Suddenly, an explosion rang out, and the ghost that was about to reveal the secret was blown apart. Jiuyin's body emitted a pale green light, blocking the attack.

She suddenly looked at the other four ghosts, who stared in disbelief at the spot where their companion had just been.

"Could that person have cast a curse?"

"If you mention him, we'll explode."

"No, no!" They just wanted to escape the City of the Dead and never go back. Then a person appeared and gave them a painting. This painting was special; it could help them avoid the ghost messengers and gather ghost energy to make them stronger. However, they needed to absorb human energy to stay in the human world for a long time. They didn't want to end up with their souls scattered. This was not what they wanted.

"Great Immortal, save me! I don't want to be reduced to ashes and never be reincarnated!"

"I'm willing to return to the City of the Wrongfully Dead, even if it means being tortured every day."

Jiuyin was at a loss about this result. She had thought of eliminating the scourge, but there were still people behind it. Now she couldn't get anything out of these four ghosts. They were gone before they could say anything, but in the end, they had taken lives.

"Enough. The laws of the underworld will punish you for what you have done."

Not long after, the sound of bells rang out from outside the cave. The underworld messengers took the four ghosts away, and Jiu Yin held the scroll, a trace of melancholy in her heart.

"The capital city, the Prince Li's residence"