Using resentful spirits to kill was not enough. Even if it was possible, Xie Qiao would not do it simply. It would harm her moral integrity.
Suddenly, Yang Mahai felt that something was wrong with his body again.
The top of his head felt cold.
This damn weather…
Yang Mahai could only think that it was winter now, which was why it made people feel so uncomfortable.
Xie Qiao took out a peach wood sword and a talisman to capture the old man's soul. She gently struck it out and collected the old man's soul. Then, she stuck a Fire Talisman to the porcelain bottle.
"If you want to feel better, it depends on what you do. If your grandson bullies me today, then I will let you stay here for a hundred years. You will be burned by the fire every day and you will never be reincarnated!"
Xie Qiao whispered, but her terrifying voice almost scared the old man out of his wits.
He quickly told the truth.