“What’s the surprise?”
Jiang Ke’er asked, trying to suppress her excitement.
“You’ve brought up the villain information statistics interface. Try silently saying ‘open the Book of Truth’ in your mind,” the loli voice whispered.
Jiang Ke’er quickly followed suit, uttering “open the Book of Truth” before the villain system could react.
[Villain System Prompt: Command initiated successfully.]
As soon as the villain system prompt vanished, Jiang Ke’er saw several runes fly out from the villain information statistics interface, converging in her palm to form a thick, hardcover book, like a dictionary.
However, most of the book’s pages had been torn out, leaving only a pitiful last two pages, hanging forlornly from the heavy cover.
[The Tome of Spiritual Words: A forbidden book containing Truth Spells and Dark Spells. Unfortunately, most of its techniques have been lost.]
Even though much was lost, having something was better than nothing.
Hearing the little loli’s smug, clearly gleeful tone, as if she had severely tricked the villain system, this item must be quite good.
Jiang Ke’er opened the large book, and it transformed into a white light that drilled into her mind, merging with her.
At the same time, many new pieces of information appeared in her head.
[Spiritual Word Art: A spell released by influencing the rules of heaven and earth through language. The caster only needs to utter specific words, and they will materialize.]
Spiritual Word Art?
Jiang Ke’er had heard of this.
Saying a sentence, and that sentence directly becoming reality, was a truly powerful spell that only super-gods of the legendary Dao Realm level could use, commonly known as “Words Becoming Law”!
Such a surprise truly startled her, filling her with ecstatic joy.
This was Spiritual Word Art! This was simply too amazing, wasn’t it?
With this, wouldn’t she be invincible?
“Hehe…”
Jiang Ke’er rubbed her hands together, closing her eyes in contemplation.
She needed to quickly check and see which Spiritual Word Arts she had just acquired.
Because two pages of the Book of Spiritual Words remained, she also obtained two pages of Spiritual Word incantations.
These were two types of Spiritual Word spells that could be actualized simply by speaking them.
“Emmm…”
When Jiang Ke’er saw these two Spiritual Word spells, her mind went blank for a moment, seriously doubting if she had seen them correctly.
She scratched the back of her head and continued to close her eyes in contemplation, but the Spiritual Word Arts in her mind were still those two.
“…”
How to put it.
These two Spiritual Word Arts.
They’re incredibly powerful!
Not just ordinarily powerful!
But, this sense of déjà vu…
Jiang Ke’er was a bit conflicted.
“Run? Where can you run to?”
Just then, Dao Yi’s voice came from behind them.
Dao Yi was seen galloping towards Jiang Ke’er and Qiao Xiaoxian on his tall, bay horse!
Dao Yi’s face was full of disdain: “Jiang Ke’er, you can’t escape.”
He patted the horse beneath him, boasting proudly, “This is the second most important treasure of our Lingyun Daoist Temple, the best Ferghana horse in Beiju Luzhou, named Red Cloud! Its speed far surpasses that of flying swords, and it can track your movements directly by your scent… With it, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you won’t escape its pursuit!”
Dao Yi rode his horse, galloping wildly towards Jiang Ke’er, his grey Daoist robes fluttering, looking quite dashing and handsome.
“Hahahaha, the Dragon Girl is here too! It seems today is the day for my Lingyun Daoist Temple to rise and flourish!” Dao Yi pulled out his horsewhip, rushing forward with a wild laugh, “Now that little cat from the Li family isn’t with you, I’d like to see who can save you… Die!”
Qiao Xiaoxian frowned, shielding Jiang Ke’er behind her, her fingers forming claws, ready to fight.
But Jiang Ke’er shook her head and stepped in front of Qiao Xiaoxian.
Jiang Ke’er sighed softly, looking at Dao Yi with pity.
Then she raised her delicate hand, pointed into the air towards Dao Yi, her crimson lips slightly parted, and softly said:
“Your horse is dead.”
The Spiritual Word Art activated, and an invisible cosmic force appeared out of thin air.
Dao Yi’s Ferghana horse suddenly stiffened, its eyes rolled back, and with a “gasp,” it staggered and fell forward.
“???”
Dao Yi was full of questions, not yet understanding what had happened, and was instantly flung off by the suddenly stopped horse.
He awkwardly landed on the ground.
Dao Yi looked at the Ferghana horse, Red Cloud, in horror, only to see that Red Cloud had already stopped breathing and was stiff and dead.
Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Dao Yi wailed loudly.
He pulled out his horsewhip, glaring at Jiang Ke’er with hatred, but saw Jiang Ke’er raise her finger again.
With a slightly conflicted expression, Jiang Ke’er spoke again, softly saying to Dao Yi: “Scram.”
“?????”
Mysterious power descended once more, and Dao Yi found his body suddenly out of control.
He flopped to the ground, his body starting to roll around like a large maggot.
As fast as he had ridden his horse here, that’s how fast he was now rolling back.
“Jia~~~ng~~~ Ke~~~’er~~~ I~~~ will~~~ ne~~~ver~~~ for~~~give~~~ you~~~!”
Tears of grief and indignation streamed down Dao Yi’s face as he uttered trembling curses, rapidly rolling away.