Qin Xi suddenly thought of something. If Jiu Yuan was tortured in the seal, what about Tao Po?
Her heart tightened and she quickly called out Tao Po.
There was nothing wrong with Tao Po. She asked in confusion, “Why did you summon me? It’s quite comfortable to stay there…”
Qin Xi immediately understood.
This bracelet might be a purifying artifact. As long as someone evil and sinful entered it, they’d be undergoing a painful purification to get their sins removed. Jiu Yuan was such a person.
On the other hand, Tao Po was fine.
Tao Po smiled so widely that her eyes almost formed a line. “That place just now was really comfortable. It was like bathing in the sun. My entire body felt comfortable and warm like never before. Girl, can I stay there for a few more days?”
Qin Xi smiled and said, “Of course. However, We have to find Ma Peng first and fulfill your wish.”
At the mention of her son, Tao Po immediately flared up. “Yes, yes, yes. Find that bastard first.”
Qin Xi made a hand seal again, trying to connect Tao Po’s soul with Ma Peng’s soul. From a mystic point of view, not only was mother and son connected by blood, but their souls were also connected.
Not long after, Ma Peng’s soul flashed past. Although Qin Xi couldn’t see his face clearly, Tao Po recognized him. Just as she was about to pounce on him and tear him apart, Qin Xi stopped her.
“Tao Po, calm down. I haven’t stabilized him yet. If you scare him away, all our efforts will be in vain.”
Tao Po was afraid that her son would run away, so she quickly retreated to the side and waited anxiously.
When Qin Xi finally summoned Ma Peng’s soul and saw his face, she immediately recognized him.
This person was none other than the person who planted the small ax in the Han family’s ancestral grave.
“It’s you? You were the one who buried the ax in the Han family’s ancestral grave. Tell me, who instructed you to do that? Also, where do you live now? Tell me. Otherwise, I’ll crush your soul and turn you into a living corpse.”
The rest of the Han family was stunned.
Luo Xiujuan asked in confusion, “What axe?”
Han Dazhu clenched his fists tightly and stared at Qin Xi. He gritted his teeth and asked, “Xi, who wants to harm our Han family? Who is he?”
“Grandpa, don’t get too excited. I’m still asking!”
Ma Peng was shocked to discover that he was floating in the air in the form of a soul. His body seemed to be restrained by something and he could not move.
He was extremely terrified and panicked as he struggled to escape. However, to his horror, the old mother who he had burned to death was staring at him fiercely, as if she would rush over and tear him apart at any moment.
Ma Peng was terrified. His entire body trembled as he shouted, “Mom, Mom, I really didn’t do it on purpose. If you didn’t stop me from getting rich, I… I wouldn’t have burned you to death. Mom, you’re my mother. You definitely won’t watch me live a poor life, right? Mom, Mom, you can’t take revenge on me. I’m your son!”
He knelt in the air and started to kowtow and beg for mercy.
“My son? Now that you remember that you’re my son, why didn’t you think of me as your mother when you burned me to death?”
“I raised you up alone. I knew you were a bad person, but I never thought that you would kill me. Back then, I begged you to let me go, but what did you do? You were only thinking about money and didn’t even look at me, who was devoured by the raging fire. Ma Peng, go to hell!”