Xiao Zhao glanced at the two girls before him and flashed a innocent, brilliant smile. "Two sisters, you are free. This damned thing won't live much longer."
Upon hearing that he wouldn't live long, the High Priest panicked, his gaze fixed on Xiao Zhao. "Great hero, how can you go back on your word! Didn't you say that if I handed over what you wanted, you would spare my life!"
Seeing the High Priest begging for mercy, Xiao Zhao let out a muffled hum, a hint of fearlessness appearing on his small face. "I only asked if you wanted to live, I never promised to spare your life."
The childish voice carried a hint of coldness.
The High Priest froze instantly.
After a long while, he finally reacted and cursed, "You dare to deceive me! I will kill you!"
But he couldn't even break free from his ropes, so what could he do to Xiao Zhao?
Xiao Zhao, however, acted as if nothing had happened, unfazed.
"You... Who are you?"
"How did you enter the room?"
The two girls guarding the door exchanged glances and looked at him hesitantly.
There were no windows in the room; the only way in and out was through this door.
They had been guarding the door the entire time and hadn't seen the slightest sign of anyone entering, let alone someone stepping into the room.
Facing their questions, Xiao Zhao smiled it away, a hint of depth appearing on his face. "Me... I am the bride married to the High Priest."
The two girls were even more astonished.
The one married to the High Priest was clearly a woman, so how had she become a child now?
Xiao Zhao continued to drag the High Priest forward on his own.
He paid no mind to the High Priest's curses, as if he hadn't heard them.
"What should we do?"
"The High Priest becoming like this is a good thing for us. Why don't we follow and see?"
After some deliberation, the girls decided to follow.
They trailed closely behind Xiao Zhao.
The guards in the palace were stunned to see the High Priest, bruised and battered, being dragged along. "What happened to the High Priest!"
"How is the High Priest being dragged around?"
The High Priest seemed to see hope and looked at the guards with an urgent plea. "Quick! Save me!"
The guards dared not act rashly, shrinking back, unwilling to approach Xiao Zhao.
The High Priest's cultivation was higher than theirs, and the fact that this child could bind and drag him around indicated that the child was no ordinary person.
The guards had no intention of losing their lives over this.
Moreover, the High Priest's character was questionable, and they were merely taking money for their services.
Seeing that the guards had no intention of helping, the High Priest became furious and cursed, "You bunch of useless fools, what good are you! You're no help when it matters!"
In the prison.
The girls walked out of the prison and saw the light of day again.
They excitedly ran around the palace.
The palace was luxurious, with many rooms, indicating that the High Priest had amassed considerable wealth.
"Look! That's the High Priest!"
A sharp-eyed girl spotted the High Priest being dragged by Xiao Zhao.
The High Priest's disheveled state was a stark contrast to his once lofty demeanor.
Seeing that the girls had all been rescued, the High Priest became even more anxious, continuously cursing, "You bunch of bandits, what are you doing trespassing in my palace!"
"Bandits? What a noble way to put it."
"You kidnapped women and held us innocent citizens captive as your brides, you are the real bandit!"
"Heaven's will, the wicked finally get their comeuppance! I will surely carve you into a thousand pieces!"
The girls erupted, glaring at the High Priest with clenched teeth, wishing they could get rid of him immediately.
Xiao Zhao dragged the High Priest before Feng Ninghe, a hint of coldness on his young face. "Master, we've finally captured this scoundrel. This gourd contains the souls of those girls. How should we deal with him now?"
Feng Ninghe took the gourd and casually weighed it.
The gourd was palm-sized and not large, yet it was heavy, indicating it contained many souls.
She casually opened the lid, and countless beams of light instantly burst out of the gourd, scattering in all directions, with some even flying out of the palace.
As the souls flew out, the girls in the prison, who had been like walking dead, gradually awoke. They opened their dazed eyes and slowly walked over.
"No!"
"These are all the souls I painstakingly collected, how can you just let them go!"
The High Priest panicked, his eyes widening instantly. "Who are you people! What do you want by breaking in here!"
Feng Ninghe looked at him coldly, her icy gaze devoid of any emotion. "You have committed many wicked deeds for years, and no one has ever dealt with you. We are here to punish you."
The woman before him had exquisite features, her beauty so captivating it could topple nations.
The High Priest had never seen anyone so beautiful.
At this moment, a foot kicked the High Priest.
With this kick, the High Priest let out a muffled groan, his bruised and swollen face looking utterly ridiculous.
Bai Niannian couldn't suppress the anger in her eyes. "Someone like you, who has lost all conscience, should have died long ago. It's your good fortune to have lived this long, but sadly, your good days are over."
A hint of anger appeared on Feng Xing's handsome face, his cold eyes fixed on him. "Who instructed you from the shadows? Who made you collect people's souls?"
The High Priest arrogantly turned his head away, unwilling to answer. "Even if I told you the truth, you wouldn't let me go, so why should I tell you?"
Looking at the High Priest before her, Feng Ninghe casually took out a pill.
The bright red pill shimmered under the candlelight.
Feng Ninghe's cold and beautiful face was devoid of emotion. "This is a Bone Dissolving Pill. Just one is enough to cause unbearable pain, leading to death by bone dissolution. In the end, you will suffer excruciating pain and turn into a pool of rotten water."
The Bone Dissolving Pill was quite famous, and any cultivator would have heard of it.
The indifferent female voice reached his ears like the pronouncement of a death god, sending a chill down his spine.
The words spoken from her mouth were uttered with such composure that the High Priest's expression instantly faltered.
"Miss, let's talk properly. Why resort to torture!"
The High Priest blurted out, his bruised and swollen face looking exceptionally ugly.
Feng Ninghe's gaze was condescending, looking directly at the High Priest. "If you wish to avoid punishment, then tell us the truth. Who is the person you made the transaction with three days ago?"
A look of thought appeared in the High Priest's eyes. After a moment of deliberation, he finally spoke. "That person is a subordinate of a young master, specifically responsible for relaying messages. Any instructions from the young master are conveyed through him."
"Young master? Who is this young master?"
Bai Niannian furrowed her delicate brows.
Someone who could orchestrate so many things from the shadows was definitely not a good person.
The High Priest shook his head without hesitation, denying it. "To be honest, I don't know who that young master is. I've never seen his face. He seems to be someone of high status in a certain country, but I don't know exactly who he is."