Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 1328 - 1335: Mo Zili’s Pain (3)

That thing looked like grass, but if you stared at it closely, the grass seemed to be alive, constantly writhing inside the bottle!

And beneath the magic altar, there was a circle of odd boxes arrayed, with red, white, and yellow substances sprinkled on the ground that looked like pigments or perhaps paper scraps, with blood-drenched symbols drawn all over the table and the floor.

Queen Jiya recited a few spells, picked up the box containing hair from the low table, and slowly descended from the magic altar, approaching a vessel resembling an incense burner beneath the altar. Inside it burned a flame fueled by corpse oil.

Liaodan’s Great National Teacher Lei Da assisted her, helping her to take the hay out of a plate on the table, laying it flat on the table. The flames flickered, casting light upon the hay, which to their surprise started to move on the table.

Upon closer inspection, the hay had an odd shape, thick at one end and thin at the other, growing together, and it was these thick and thin leaves that were actually moving. They seemed to be trying to interlock with each other! After taking out the hay, Lei Da stepped back, while Queen Jiya continued her incantations in front of the furnace, chanting and gesturing wildly, ceaselessly throwing more items from a box beside her into the furnace.

Each time she threw something in, the flames surged higher, and her movements became more intense. She kept chanting, her mouth spewing the words in a frenzy akin to full-body convulsions. The pitch of the spells became higher, the sound weirder, and just as the color of the flames in the furnace turned bizarre, she grabbed the box, flinging it along with the strands of hair into the flames!

After the items were tossed in, the flames leaped up high. Jiya grabbed the hay that had knotted itself on the table and hurled it into the furnace fiercely. Within her furnace, a pile of things melted together, her incantations continued, her magic skills persisted, yet, something unbelievable happened.

The soul that was supposed to appear within the furnace didn’t come forth!

Queen Jiya was dumbfounded; she had practiced this spell for dozens of years without ever failing. How come it didn’t work today?

Teacher Lei Da also looked incredulously at the furnace, but no matter how hard he looked, that soul which should be here, wasn’t. "Queen Jiya, what has gone wrong?"

Queen Jiya stared at the furnace for a long while before twisting her body and resuming her ritual, her voice turning low and hoarse while her head shook as if she were insane.

This time, the spell she employed was even more powerful, more effective. However, when she finished, she became infuriated.

"Nana has been tricked; these hair strands are not Mu Caiwei’s at all, but from a dead person who is about to reincarnate. No wonder I can’t trap her soul!"

Teacher Lei Da, disappointed, said, "It seems we’ve engaged in a lot of futile activity, such pity for these child corpse fat candles!"

Enraged, Queen Jiya said to the guard, "Go, send word to Princess Nana to tear that despicable woman who dared to deceive and play us into pieces of a broken corpse!"

The guard left, and Teacher Lei Da said, "Your Majesty, please don’t panic. Our Great Kahn has arranged people not only in Lingbei but also in the Great Jin Nation’s capital. Sooner or later, we will get her hair."

Queen Jiya hissed ominously, "This despicable woman, she stole my daughter’s man and caused my daughter such misery, I will surely not let her off..."

Lei Da quickly said, "Your Majesty, please remember your promise to our Great Kahn to hand over her soul to him."

Queen Jiya said with a cold smile, "Indeed, I promised him, but he’ll have to wait until after I’ve had my fill of tormenting her. Then, and only then, will she become a plaything in our Great Kahn’s tent. Go back and tell him to wait patiently; Mu Caiwei will sooner or later turn into a toy in his tent!"

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