With just a glance, Jiujiu averted her gaze. The current Xia Zhenxin was truly ruined. 1357924?
Jiujiu pursed her lips as she pondered. The current Xia Zhenxin did not have the identity of a Demon Slayer that she was so proud of, nor did she have the looks that she was so proud of. All that was left was her family background.
Yes, Xia Zhenxin had a father who truly loved her. Even if his daughter did not have any spiritual power and could not inherit her legacy, he still loved Xia Zhenxin and was still willing to raise her. Even if Xia Zhenxin had turned into this ugly appearance, he still loved her.
Jiujiu's mission was to make Xia Zhenxin's life worse than death. Clearly, the current Xia Zhenxin was not living a life worse than death.
Other than losing her identity as a Demon Slayer and her looks, she still had a father who loved her dearly.
Jiujiu narrowed her eyes. If her father was gone, then she would truly be living a life worse than death.
Xia Zhenxin's father was a famous Demon Slayer. His spiritual power was tyrannical, and he could be considered the leader of the Demon Slayers. Throughout his life, he eliminated demons and defended the Dao. Who knew how many demons had died under his hands. If she really wanted to get rid of him, Jiujiu would have to plan slowly.
Jiujiu thought for a moment, then furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and turned to leave.
When she returned to the house, Jiujiu told Gu Jiu about how she wanted to kill Xia Zhenxin's father.
As for Gu Jiu, not only did he not ask Jiujiu why she wanted to kill Xia Zhenxin's father, he instead lowered his head and began to help Jiujiu think of a solution. It was as if he was the one who wanted to kill and I would dig a hole for him. When Jiujiu saw this, the corners of her lips curled up. She hugged Gu Jiu's arm and shouted, "Gu Jiu, you're so good to me."
In response, Gu Jiu's lips curled up as he said in a low voice, "If I'm not good to you, who will be good to you?"
The two of them discussed in a low voice for a long time.
Xia Zhenxin's father was already very old and was basically in a semi-retired state. Normally, he would only send five of his disciples to deal with the evil spirits. Therefore, it wouldn't be easy to make a move against him.
Jiujiu wanted to use the Demon Eating Gu, but because she was a demon, she couldn't get close to Xia Zhenxin's father. Gu Jiu didn't know much about Gu worms, so Jiujiu was afraid that he would be hurt by the Demon Eating Gu. She could only purse her lips and continue to think of a way.
Actually, Jiujiu and Xia Zhenxin's father didn't have any deep hatred between them. But Xia Zhenxin caused the death of the original Jiujiu's body. She wanted to avenge the original Jiujiu, so she could only harden her heart.
Jiujiu secretly pondered for a long time. Xia Zhenxin's father's spiritual energy was tyrannical and tyrannical. It was indeed difficult to deal with him, and ordinary methods wouldn't be able to do anything to him. So, she could only think of another way.
Jiujiu thought for a long time, until she accidentally saw the poppy that someone had planted on the side of the road as a potted plant. Her eyes lit up.
There were no Gu techniques in this world, so naturally, there were no drugs. Towards poppies, their most direct impression was that these flowers looked good and beautiful. But Jiujiu knew that while poppies looked good, they were also fatal.
The seeds, petals, and juice of the poppy were all poisons that could consign people to eternal damnation.
Jiujiu asked Gu Jiu to buy a large amount of poppies. Then, she distilled the poppy juice according to her impression of the method of distillation. Then, she thought of a way to turn it into powder according to her impression. She instructed Gu Jiu to think of a way to add it to Xia Zhenxin's father's food.
Although Gu Jiu didn't know the use of these beautiful powders, he still followed Jiujiu's instructions and mixed it into Xia Zhenxin's father's food.
Just like that, one day, two days, one month, two months, one year later, when Xia Zhenxin's father was already addicted, Jiujiu directly told Gu Jiu to stop.
Sure enough, the next day, Xia Zhenxin's father didn't have any more poppy powder and instantly became unwell.
In her previous life, Jiujiu had never seen a drug addict act up. But when she saw Gu Jiu's subordinates take out the powder and Xia Zhenxin's father's miserable appearance when his addiction acted up, then she thought of what she saw a year ago. The two formed a stark contrast.
Turning a perfectly fine person into an existence akin to a madman. Drugs were just that terrifying.
Without any effort, Xia Zhenxin's father was crippled by Jiujiu. Even if his spiritual energy was tyrannical, even if his magic techniques were superb, what could he do?
Jiujiu had been drugging him for so long, and as time passed, the dosage had been increasing. Even if he wanted to quit, he couldn't.
When Jiujiu ordered him to hand Xia Zhenxin over with the powder, he didn't hesitate to call Xia Zhenxin out.
When the drug addiction acted up, it was too terrifying. Even though your body was perfectly fine, you felt as if there were little ants crawling back and forth in your bones, bit by bit gnawing away at your bone marrow, devouring your flesh and blood, causing you to be in so much pain that you wished you were dead.
The older you got, the more selfish you became, and the more you feared the taste of death. Between his own death and handing over Xia Zhenxin, Xia Zhenxin's father struggled for a moment before choosing him without hesitation.
He was old, and he was also addicted to drugs. Every extra day he lived was like a stolen day. But Xia Zhenxin was different. She was still young, and most importantly, she was already useless. She would never have spiritual energy in this lifetime, and would never be able to inherit his legacy and become a true Demon Slayer.
He was a father, but more importantly, he was a Demon Slayer. He had to think for the future of the Demon Slayer profession, so he couldn't die. He had to carry forward the profession of Demon Slayer.
That was what Xia Zhenxin's father thought, so he decisively handed Xia Zhenxin over to Jiujiu without hesitation.
When Xia Zhenxin was brought in front of Jiujiu, her eyes were dazed, as if she hadn't woken up yet. Her vision swayed, and when she saw Gu Jiu standing beside Jiujiu, Xia Zhenxin subconsciously covered her face and turned her head away.
She still liked Gu Jiu, but she was too ugly now. She was so ugly that he didn't want to see her. She didn't want Gu Jiu to see her ugly side. This would completely shatter her already shaky self-esteem. She didn't want to, and she didn't want to.
Jiujiu held her chin with one hand, and her gaze slowly swept across Xia Zhenxin's face, then her chest, and finally her belly full of fat. She couldn't help but laugh.
She thought of Xia Zhenxin's long dress, her fiery red lips, and then looked at her now.
It was just a small Gu worm, and she was completely defeated, becoming so unbearable to look at. Jiujiu couldn't help but sigh. Everything depends on human effort.
With a sigh, Jiujiu pouted her red lips, then turned to Gu Jiu and said, "I heard people say that the flesh of a Demon Slayer is the most nourishing. Why don't we skin her, break her bones, and refine her into a pill?"
The Demon Slayer's flesh was purely Jiujiu's nonsense. The reason why she said that was just to find a better excuse to kill Xia Zhenxin.
Back then, Xia Zhenxin had skinned the original owner of this body and refined her into a pill. Jiujiu naturally returned an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and refined her into a pill, letting her have a taste of being a fish on the chopping block.
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