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The Wife I Picked Up In The Game Turned Out To Be A Female Devil

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Chapter 396: Kirin Lamp (1/2)

Chapter 396: Qilin Lamp (1/2)

Fang Yuyan glanced at Li Changyi and his disciple with a hint of mockery and said, "Are you two thinking of running away once you win? The card game hasn't ended yet."

Li Changyi smiled slightly, "Didn't you just say you don't want to play anymore?"

"I only said we won't play today, but we'll continue tomorrow," Fang Yuyan replied.

"Alright, as long as Qionglixian is still willing to play and doesn't drive me away, I'll accompany until the end," Li Changyi chuckled.

Fang Yuyan suddenly looked at the fourth set of cards, "Guxue, go and fetch Chengchunli wine."

"Yes, Master," the girl named Guxue stood up and said.

In the vast Qiongli Mountain, usually, it was just the two of them, relying on each other. Occasionally, visitors like Li Changyi and Fang Wenrong would come. Li Changyi was a frequent visitor, but Fang Wenrong rarely visited due to being busy as the current head of Tianwu Pavilion.

"Or, how about we raise the stakes tomorrow?" Fang Yuyan suddenly suggested.

"How much do you want to bet?" Li Changyi asked.

"Let's bet on the Qilin Lamp in your hands!" Fang Yuyan's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Li Changyi. "I wonder if you dare to wager it."

"I don't dare," Li Changyi admitted frankly. "This item is a treasure left by the founder of Tianwu Pavilion. Before my master fell, he entrusted it to me personally. I can't bring it out for a bet."

"But you just said you are no longer a member of Tianwu Pavilion. If that's the case, why bother guarding the Qilin Lamp for Tianwu Pavilion?" Fang Yuyan questioned.

Li Changyi smiled, "Although I have left Tianwu Pavilion, I can't go against my master's dying wish. So, I will continue to be the guardian of the Qilin Lamp."

Fang Yuyan smiled lightly, "It seems you are truly reluctant to bet the Qilin Lamp with me. Well, I don't want to force you."

"I heard that the Qilin Lamp can seal anyone in the world and unravel all laws. Does that mean, just by summoning it, you can seal me, Qiongli Xianzun, inside it?" Fang Yuyan raised an eyebrow.

Li Changyi chuckled, "It's just a rumor."

"Then why don't you try it?" Fang Yuyan suggested.

"I can't. The Qilin Lamp, whether used for sealing or unraveling, can only be used once," Li Changyi explained. "My master entrusted it to me with the condition that it should only be used in matters of life and death for Tianwu Pavilion."

Fang Yuyan sneered, "How boring. I guess I'll just drink for pleasure then."

At that moment, her disciple Guxue had brought the Chengchunli wine.

Fang Yuyan took the wine from her disciple, opened the seal, and lifted the entire jug, drinking heartily.

...

At this moment, in the capital city of Yang Nation, within the Shangguan Mansion.

The entire Shangguan Mansion was still covered in yellow sand, and a giant sandball was rotating above it. Zhan Qingwei and Song Yeyu were still inside the sandball, and the others in the Shangguan Mansion had no idea what kind of duel was happening within or how long it would take to determine a winner.

Among them, no one felt more anxious than Song Qian.

Only four seconds!

Song Qian vividly remembered that Zhan Qingwei and her father spent only four seconds inside the sandball. In those brief four seconds, time felt incredibly long to her.

Suddenly, the suspended sandball in the air began to disperse, and countless grains of sand fell from it. At that moment, Song Qian's heart was in her throat.

When the yellow sand settled, the two figures inside the sandball gradually became visible. Song Yeyu stood unharmed in mid-air, his clothes untouched by dust, while he held Zhan Qingwei's throat in his right hand.

Zhan Qingwei's body hung lifelessly, and all seven orifices—mouth, nose, eyes—were filled with yellow sand. His breath was extremely weak, and his life was slipping away.

The people in the Shangguan Mansion couldn't believe what they were seeing. An outsider defeated a half-Emperor?!!

In Song Qian's heart, however, excitement overwhelmed her.

"We won! Father won!"

But she was still under Song Yeyu's mind control, unable to express her excitement on her face. Yet, after the initial excitement, she couldn't help feeling a strange sense of unfamiliarity looking at her suddenly powerful father.

After all, in her past impressions, her father always seemed like a weak mortal figure, always protected and cared for by Aunt Yan. Since she turned ten, she even started taking care of him herself. Aunt Yan often reminded her to remind her father to take his pills on time, not to drink alcohol, and not to stay out late.

Now, seeing her father so unexpectedly powerful, Song Qian felt an indescribable sense of unfamiliarity.

At this moment, with Zhan Qingwei's passing, the desert illusion constructed by him suddenly disappeared. The entire Shangguan Mansion filled with yellow sand instantly vanished into nothingness, replaced by a new illusion.

Song Yeyu was momentarily stunned. With Zhan Qingwei dead in his grip, he could sense that Zhan Qingwei's magical power had vanished, and his soul was dispersing. In essence, Zhan Qingwei was now equivalent to a dead person.

A dead person, still able to cast an illusion?!

However, Song Yeyu quickly understood the reason behind it. He discovered a magical inscription imprinted on Zhan Qingwei's soul.

In other words, after Zhan Qingwei's death, when his soul dispersed, this magical inscription would automatically unfold, casting the final illusionary spell of Zhan Qingwei's life.

Illusionary Art - Clear Vision.

The Clear Vision illusion allowed communication of visual information between individuals with the same magical inscription, enabling them to see each other's current surroundings.

In modern terms, it was like video communication.

The person who shared the same magical inscription with Zhan Qingwei was none other than Li Changyi.

At this moment, inside the Qiongli Immortal Mansion, Li Changyi felt a tremor in the magical inscription on his body. Following that, an illusion automatically unfolded before his eyes.

In that instant, Li Changyi knew that his disciple Zhan Qingwei had died. Because only when Zhan Qingwei met his demise, this illusion would unfold, revealing the scene of his final moments. Through that scene, Li Changyi could find out who killed his disciple.