Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Among spiritualists, magic circle practitioners were relatively complicated.
In contrast to wizards, who attacked directly, all the methods used by magic circle practitioners depended on magic formations.
But ordinary wizards could not compete with their power.
At Qiao Jin’s level, her words could basically change fate.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to stubbornly retain her consciousness after her old nemesis ambushed her and crushed her soul, nor be able to see the light again after waiting tens of thousands of years.
People cannot be resurrected from death, and this had been equally true during her bygone era.
Death was permanent, and one’s soul would no longer exist, either.
But Qiao Jin’s ability to forcibly change her fate already contradicted the laws of nature.
She had to pay a certain price, and she needed to set up a magic formation to withstand the backlash. The death energy on Song Yanqing’s body was one of the important materials for creating the magic formation.
She had never seen the sort of death energy on his body even in her ancient past, and it really moved her.
At that moment, the phone she’d placed next to her suddenly rang.
When she looked, she saw Tan Xuejia’s name flash on the screen.
Tan Xuejia?
The corners of Qiao Jin’s mouth curled up in an eerie smile.
This person was the culprit who’d contributed to the old Qiao Jin’s drug addiction, a woman sent by the Mu family’s sons to approach Qiao Jin.
She was beautiful, but for personal reasons, she had been in society for quite a while. Because she had been in the shady underground world, she was cunning, and her methods were quite ruthless.
Qiao Jin had been injected with drugs while unconscious. When she returned home and discovered that she was addicted to drugs, she attempted suicide out of despair because she couldn’t bear to face the reality.
After her compassionate consciousness met its demise, the magic circle practitioner Qiao Jin’s consciousness returned, and her soul was reinstated.
Although ten thousand years had passed, it didn’t really matter, because
in what era could she possibly be unable to survive?
Tan Xuejia was the most recent person to deceive Qiao Jin, so she would soon suffer a backlash. Since she’d gotten in touch with Qiao Jin so quickly, she’d probably received word about Qiao Jin’s attempted suicide and wanted to confirm the story’s veracity.
However, since she was here, Qiao Jin still wanted to see her.
She answered the phone, and before Qiao Jin opened her mouth, the voice on the other end started firing like a machine gun. “Where are you? I heard you attempted suicide. What’s the matter with you? Aren’t you being a little dramatic when it’s just a bump in the road?”
It was worth mentioning that Tan Xuejia had an aloof appearance and was fond of dark Gothic style. In the eyes of outsiders, she seemed like an extremely cool woman.
But she had a diabolical personality and had been a bully ever since she was a child. Because she had many contacts and deep connection networks, alongside her beauty as her weapon, she’d done many immoral deeds.
Her plot against Qiao Jin was one of them, but definitely not the worst.
But the consequences for this deed would be the cruelest.
At the moment, she spoke in her characteristic apathetic tone, seemed completely indifferent, and was even somewhat irked by Qiao Jin’s unreasonable suicide attempt.
Had it not been for the Mu family’s third young master’s orders, she really wouldn’t bother to approach such an idiot.
Although she could obviously be destroyed easily, she had to toy with her and drag it out, according to her orders.
“A bump in the road?”
Qiao Jin opened her mouth. Her voice was crisp, like a clear spring flowing over a stream of rocks, and it had a distinctive sweetness and ethereal quality to it. “You injected me with drugs. Is that just a bump in the road in your eyes?”
Upon hearing such a voice through the phone, Tan Xuejia suddenly felt like her scalp was going numb.
Tan Xuejia calmed down, and simply treating the feeling as a hallucination, she immediately denied it. “Don’t talk nonsense; what does your drug use have to do with me? It’s because you didn’t listen to advice and had to go mingle with those people.”
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