Chapter 286: Chapter 250: Ghost Slave Seal

When Sang Que went inside to take a bath and rest, Ruan Shichun awakened Sun Sheng, who had been brought back by Li Ping, and from Sun Sheng, he learned that his son Ruan Xiong and others had all been killed by Sang Que.

Ruan Shichun, in a fit of rage and grief, fainted and was revived by someone pinching his philtrum. Overwhelmed by sorrow and resentment, Ruan Shichun felt an intense surge of bitterness.

That was the last son of the Ruan Family, and this severed his very roots!

Ruan Shichun wailed mournfully, his grief unbearable.

When Li Ping came to convey Sang Que’s order to take charge here, Ruan Shichun was filled with deep-seated resentment.

While instructing everyone to go to the council hall to meet Sang Que, he secretly pulled Ruan Xiong’s confidant, Du Xiaochuan, aside to give him whispered instructions.

“You go and inform the leaders of the surrounding fortresses, say I said we’re willing to surrender and hand over the fortress and farmland, whoever comes first to take it gets it.”

Du Xiaochuan shook his head, “I won’t go, I’m afraid that Female Asura will kill me.”

Ruan Shichun took out several pieces of broken silver and a piece of jade of average color and handed them to Du Xiaochuan.

“She doesn’t even know how many people are in the fortress. If you’re missing, as long as I don’t say anything, who would know? Once you’ve completed this trip, you don’t have to come back! If you go to a nearby county, remember to report to the officers there, draw a map for them, and have them send troops for a siege.”

Only then did Du Xiaochuan accept the items, furtively scanning the surroundings with shifty eyes before sneaking out of the fortress.

Watching Du Xiaochuan run into the distance, Ruan Shichun adopted a timid demeanor and went to see Sang Que.

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Inside the council hall, the people of the fortress started to enter one after another, all male.

As soon as they entered and saw Sang Que, washed clean and sitting in the Big Boss’s seat, they all stood stunned in place.

The rural bandits had never seen a girl as clean, beautiful, and ethereal as Sang Que, and they regarded her as a celestial being.

Some bold ones even showed lecherous expressions, causing disgust.

Sang Que remained expressionless, as they looked at her, she looked back, and past scenes of these people flashed before her eyes.

Rape, plunder, committing all kinds of evil!

Without seeing, she could remain calm; seeing them, Sang Que’s anger flared as she clenched her fist.

The Yin Child, eager to demonstrate, silently appeared behind one of the bandits with a face full of ferocity. Stretching out a small hand, that bandit’s body froze and instantly shattered into pieces.

“Ahh—”

The bandits nearby witnessed this spectacle and, terrified, fell to the ground, scrambling to crawl away as a chilling voice came from above.

“Try it if you dare, see if you can escape.”

As soon as her voice fell, those wanting to flee dared not move; the others trembled all over, kneeling on the ground obediently, not daring to look at Sang Que directly, not daring to create trouble.

The air inside the room turned cold, oppressive, causing people not to dare breathe too loudly.

The newcomers, entering, were greeted by the sight of a shattered corpse on the ground, collapsing to the ground in fright and becoming docile.

The Yin Child returned quietly into Sang Que’s body. Sang Que tested the Ghost Eye ability on these people, seeing if they had committed evil in the past, and scenes of their misdeeds flashed before her eyes.

Even when thinking about other things, she would see other feedback, quite intelligent.

However, after ten instances, her eyes began to feel sore, light-sensitive, and her vision began to blur. If she continued to force its use, it would surely damage her eyesight, leading to blindness.

Her watch had long stopped, making it hard to estimate how long she needed to rest to recover. She could only roughly gauge now.

What she observed was just ordinary people; if she faced Yin Walkers, Evil Spirits, or Evil Ghosts, she wondered what the Ghost Eye would reveal then?

Ruan Shichun entered late, the last one in, startled by the corpse on the ground, though more composed than others.

Sang Que looked at him, eyes narrowing slowly.

Ruan Shichun felt a chill down his spine under Sang Que’s icy gaze, sensing she had seen through all his small schemes.

On second thought, since his son was dead, what was there to fear!

Ruan Shichun stepped over the corpse and hurried to Sang Que, “All the people in the fortress are here, don’t know if the lady warrior has any instructions?”

All the men in the fortress, more than fifty people in total, were present.

Sang Que suppressed the Ghost Eye’s ability, smoothing her dress, “Your fortress is full of men, aren’t there any women? Then where did these dresses come from?”

At this mention, Ruan Shichun looked troubled, not daring to make a sound.

Sang Que directly summoned Li Ping, “You tell, where are the women in the fortress?”

The others appeared anxious and uneasy, casting furtive glances at each other, and Li Ping, pinching his hand, looked at Ruan Shichun.

“Do you want to end up like the one at the door?” Sang Que asked softly.

Li Ping shuddered all over and quickly said, “There aren’t many women in the fortress, just four servant women handling laundry and cooking in the kitchen, and the rest… are all in the jail at the back…”

Li Ping’s voice grew smaller and smaller, clearly afraid and guilty.

Without him saying it, Sang Que could already guess the situation. This was, after all, a bandit lair, unlike a normal small mountain village like Black Mountain Village, where bandits ruled and no order prevailed.

Except for a few like Li Ping, the entire fortress’s people, put in modern times, would be sentenced to death!

The killing intent in Sang Que’s heart surged forth uncontrollably as she stared at Ruan Shichun, knowing exactly what he did outside, seeing it all when he entered.

Whether or not to use this place as a base, Sang Que had not yet decided, needing to survey the surrounding terrain.

Those heinous bandits were not spared by her anyway, better that they delivered themselves.

Fixing her gaze on Ruan Shichun, Sang Que remained silent, just continuously staring.

Ruan Shichun swallowed with difficulty, feeling unnerved under Sang Que’s stare, “Lady warrior… if there’s anything else you need from this old man, just say it, this old man will go all out.”

Still not speaking, Ruan Shichun suddenly felt a ghostly hand gripping his heart, causing his entire body to stiffen and breathe heavily.

“Lady warrior, please… spare me…”

Terrified, Ruan Shichun’s eyes widened, clearly feeling his life draining away, his consciousness beginning to slow and blur.

“Stand up,” Sang Que commanded coldly.

Having harbored sinister thoughts moments ago, Ruan Shichun gradually became expressionless. Like the living dead, with Sang Que’s command, he immediately stood up from the ground, head lowered, unmoving.

Aside from having a heartbeat and breathing, Ruan Shichun was no different from the dead.

Sang Que had activated the Ghost Slave Seal on Ruan Shichun. Yu Da had once educated her, the Ghost Slave Seal had three levels.

The initial level was like Ruan Shichun’s current state, marked on his body without affecting him directly, just tying his life to her control. A flicker of her thought would kill him.

The mid-level, what Sang Que currently did, made Ruan Shichun lose his consciousness and ability to think, turning him into a living dead who could only follow orders. Without commands, he would eat, use the toilet, sleep autonomously, not interacting with others but maintaining basic survival.

The prison guards at the Evil Ghost Bureau were often like this.

The ultimate level involved harvesting Ruan Shichun’s soul, causing his death to become a Corpse Slave that required no eating, toilet, or sleep, though without treatment, the body would gradually rot until movement ceased.

These three levels were irreversible.

Sang Que remembered obtaining a book titled “Corpse Nourishing Secret Technique” from Yan Daozi, yet never having looked through it.

Thick mists emanated from around Sang Que, swiftly enveloping the council hall, a chilling wind sweeping through, making everyone feel as if a ghost hand was gripping their throats.

They saw expressions appear on the faces of those around them.

Some recognized it was the character ’slave’, others did not, and the character disappeared quickly after appearing.

Sang Que’s current limit for casting Ghost Slave Seals was fifty; she spared Li Ping, Sun Sheng, and a few others who appeared less malicious.

“You have all been marked with the Ghost Slave Seal by me; if any of you dare to act recklessly again, the body at the door will be your fate.”

Sang Que stood up and declared, making everyone shiver and dare not resist, lowering their heads even more.

“Take me to the jail.”

Sang Que issued the command, and Ruan Shichun immediately turned around to lead Sang Que out.

Once she had a concrete plan, she would turn these bastards into Corpse Slaves for infrastructure work—no rest needed, no wages spent, even saving food!

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