My Wife Might Be a Saintess-Chapter 48 - 47: The Ominous Iron Pieces

Jiang Zuo didn’t care whether that person lived or died, but he did care about the seven-day time limit. If the time ran out, the iron pieces would activate. Once they were activated, there would be no point in collecting them anymore.

At that moment, Daoist Qiao said, "Sir, would you like me to make a call? I might be able to help."

Jiang Zuo looked at Daoist Qiao and finally nodded.

Daoist Qiao then made a call.

A moment later, Daoist Qiao said to Jiang Zuo, "Sir, don’t worry. The man will be here in ten minutes."

Jiang Zuo nodded.

He then turned his gaze to the few Copper Coins.

Qiao Qing quickly whispered to her dad, "Dad, he just wanted to inspect those Copper Coins, but I refused."

Daoist Qiao’s face darkened. He wanted to smack his daughter. Still, he walked over to Jiang Zuo and said, "Sir, are you interested in these Copper Coins?"

Jiang Zuo said calmly, "Are these special Copper Coins?"

Daoist Qiao said awkwardly, "They aren’t special?"

"..." Jiang Zuo shook his head. "I don’t see anything special about them. They’re very ordinary."

Now Daoist Qiao was even more embarrassed. "Actually, these are evil-warding Copper Coins. They’re said to ensure safety and repel evil spirits."

Jiang Zuo looked for another moment. There were seven Copper Coins in total. As for whether they could repel evil spirits, Jiang Zuo really couldn’t tell.

Six of the Copper Coins did indeed have a heavy aura of bloodshed, yet they possessed no special abilities.

Perhaps they had a special use as a natural counter or nemesis to something.

But Jiang Zuo’s knowledge in this area was scant. He didn’t understand.

Jiang Zuo said truthfully, "I don’t know."

Daoist Qiao: "..."

Qiao Qing: "..."

The thugs: "..."

’This is a master? He must be a fake.’

After that, Jiang Zuo said no more.

Ten minutes later, someone indeed arrived. It was a skinny, middle-aged man, and he had a thick yin energy about him.

A group of thugs followed behind him.

Jiang Zuo knew that this skinny, middle-aged man was the one he was looking for.

At this moment, a fat man came to Daoist Qiao’s side and said obsequiously, "Master Qiao, did my men cause you trouble? I’ll be sure to punish them severely when we get back. I hope Master Qiao can be the bigger man and overlook their transgression."

Daoist Qiao didn’t speak, but instead said respectfully to Jiang Zuo, "Sir, the man you were looking for is here."

Daoist Qiao’s attitude stunned the fat man for a moment. Then, he too said fawningly, "Master, please, feel free to say whatever you need."

Jiang Zuo walked up to the skinny, middle-aged man, held out an iron piece, and asked, "Do you have more of these?"

The middle-aged man nodded nervously. "I do."

"Take them all out. I can buy them."

The middle-aged man then took out all the iron pieces he had.

Jiang Zuo took them, then casually tossed them onto the table, once again arranging them in a pattern.

"Including the one in my hand, that’s exactly seventy-two. Very good."

Jiang Zuo looked at the skinny, middle-aged man. "Name your price."

At that, the middle-aged man knelt directly before Jiang Zuo. "Master, I don’t ask for anything else, I only beg you to save me."

Daoist Qiao frowned. "Da Gang, the yin energy has entered your body and is already deep-rooted. You were a dead man walking to begin with. Even if Sir could save you, it would require a tremendous effort."

The fat man also kicked the middle-aged man. "Are you looking to die? How dare you trouble the Master like this."

Daoist Qiao was kindly trying to come up with an excuse for Jiang Zuo. This kind of matter was extremely difficult; he himself had no solution.

Although he didn’t know just how powerful Jiang Zuo was, if by some chance he couldn’t do it, it would be a loss of face. That’s why Daoist Qiao had spoken deliberately.

The fat man was just a fox borrowing the tiger’s might, trying to curry favor at the same time.

Jiang Zuo looked at the middle-aged man and said, "When you say ’save your life,’ you mean you want me to remove that sliver of yin energy from your body?"

The middle-aged man readjusted his kneeling posture. "Yes, Master."

Jiang Zuo nodded. "No problem. But you have to answer a question for me."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed. "Really? I will! I’ll answer anything I know."

At this, the fat man subconsciously stepped back. Having been around the block, he found Jiang Zuo’s agreeableness somewhat chilling.

’He had a feeling the other man would kill Da Gang outright.’

"Tell me, where were these iron pieces dug up?" Jiang Zuo asked. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then finally said, "I... I don’t know. I just went down a tunnel and dug some things up. When I came back up and wanted to go down again, the place was gone."

Jiang Zuo nodded. "Get up."

The middle-aged man was taken aback. "Master, you believe me?"

Jiang Zuo naturally believed him. This man was truly lucky to have earned the favor of this thing. Unfortunately, this thing was also lethal.

In truth, Jiang Zuo’s own divination arts had been developed by modifying something similar to these pieces. It was a technique adapted by combining them with his very being.

Therefore, it could not be replicated. The method could be copied, but the result could not be duplicated.

After the skinny, middle-aged man stood up, Jiang Zuo said again, "Take off your shirt."

The skinny, middle-aged man did as he was told.

The moment he took off his shirt, everyone felt a chill in the air. The middle-aged man’s torso was covered in a dense blackness.

One by one, they all subconsciously took two steps back.

Jiang Zuo, however, was unconcerned. He simply drew a few strokes on the middle-aged man’s body, then gave a light wave of his hand. The black energy surged directly out of the man’s body and then flowed entirely into the iron pieces.

In just a moment, all the black energy on the man’s body had vanished.

Everyone was stunned. ’He’s cured? It was that simple?’

’This has to be fake, right?’

Jiang Zuo paid them no more mind. Instead, he tossed the last iron piece over, gathering all seventy-two.

They then began to emit a black light—or rather, an ominous light.

The light surged as the seventy-two iron pieces floated into the air and began to spin rapidly. At that moment, the black light shot out in all directions, and a sense of foreboding rose in everyone’s mind.

Daoist Qiao immediately pushed Qiao Qing to the ground and shouted, "Get down! Don’t let the black light touch you!"

Hearing Daoist Qiao’s words, everyone subconsciously dropped to the ground.

Because they felt afraid, too. The black light was like something out of a horror movie—or rather, it made them feel as if they had been instantly transported into a scene from one.

Fear, terror, confusion.

The black light raged for a long time while everyone lay on the ground, trembling.

A long time later, they no longer felt that fear. Only then did Daoist Qiao raise his head to look. He saw that the black light was indeed gone.

And Jiang Zuo, too, had long since vanished.

Daoist Qiao let out a breath of relief. Jiang Zuo’s terrifying power had once again shattered his perception of what was possible. ’He’s not human at all.’

The fat man also had a look of terror on his face. He was just now discovering how frightening the world could truly be.

Only the skinny, middle-aged man was rejoicing, because his yin energy was truly gone.

Just then, Daoist Qiao spoke up. "You all didn’t see anything today, did you?"

The fat man gave a dry laugh. "Master Qiao, what are you talking about? Our men caused you some trouble, so we came here specifically to apologize, didn’t we? And you even gave us a harsh lesson."

The fat man was terrified. That light just now had made him feel like he was completely engulfed in darkness. He never wanted to see that man again for the rest of his life.