This scene was truly a bit eye-catching; only two words popped into Ding Lan’s mind, "Ferocious!" Although she already knew Xia Mian wasn’t an ordinary girl, witnessing Xia Mian kick a robust man controlled by the Soul-devouring Clan into the air still left Ding Lan shocked. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelFɪre.net While Ding Lan was full of astonishment, the two members of the Soul-devouring Clan she had previously restrained with vines suddenly broke free and charged at her again! Ding Lan imitated Xia Mian, raising her foot and kicking them away with two swift kicks. However, the Soul-devouring Clan is adept at controlling others’ bodies, and the damage inflicted affects other people, so even if you kill the possessed ones, it won’t completely solve the issue of these Soul-devouring Clan members. Ding Lan was truly at her wit’s end. Just as Ding Lan was at a loss, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan unveiled another deadly move. Xia Mian’s lips moved slightly, and a pleasing whistle echoed, with a buzzing sound coming from the air. Turning her head, Ding Lan saw a swarm of bees flying over the sky above... Ding Lan squinted; if she remembered correctly, these were killer bees?! Ding Lan gulped nervously, wondering, "Is it not illegal for killer bees to kill people?" As soon as this thought emerged in her mind, the killer bees mercilessly aimed their stingers at the Soul-devouring Clan members, their venom far surpassing that of ordinary bees. Getting stung by these killer bees could truly be fatal! As the dense mass of killer bees descended, several clouds of black mist swiftly swept over the heads of several Soul-devouring Clan members! After those shadows emerged, Xia Mian subtly moved her fingers, instantly flinging out several talismans, accurately attaching them to those clouds of black mist. Originally about to sting, the killer bees dispersed instantaneously and disappeared into the distance right before reaching those vendors and Mrs. Wu. Ding Lan squinted slightly, amazed by Xia Mian’s skill! She wasn’t actually letting the killer bees sting the possessed people but was instead intimidating... Once she really drove the Soul-devouring Clan members out, she used the talismans to control them. The Soul-devouring Clan, being soul bodies adept at exploiting others’ shells, was always troublesome and seemingly immortal, but now, in Xia Mian’s eyes, these members were like toothless tigers, all show and no bite. Xia Mian clasped her hands behind her back, slightly tilting her head to look at the several struggling masses of black mist in the air. Her eyes carried a hint of amusement and curiosity, "Soul-devouring Clan? Feeding on souls?" Ding Lan walked over, nodding slightly, "It varies. If they want the shell, they’ll consume the soul of the shell. If they just want to use the shell, they merely control the soul of the shell." Xia Mian didn’t say anything further, instead shifting her gaze back to the previously possessed vendors. After the Soul-devouring Clan left their bodies, the vendors gradually regained consciousness, although they still felt the intense pain from their muscles expanding and their heads felt like they were about to explode. "What happened to us just now?" one vendor selling skewers looked around suspiciously. As he looked around, he instantly froze. Several ghostly faces floating in the sky?! While the man was completely taken aback, the other two vendors slowly came to their senses, having been lying down as they woke up, they first saw the prominent ghostly faces in the sky, and, upon seeing them clearly, they both screamed and fainted again. The vendor who had been dumbfounded thought for a bit, tilted his head, and fainted as well. As for Mrs. Wu, being elderly and thus more vulnerable, though the soul eater had left her body, she still hadn’t regained consciousness. "Let us go!" The ghostly faces in the black mist bared their teeth at Xia Mian in a menacing manner. Xia Mian’s lips curled slightly, a trace of disdain in her eyes, "Let you go?" Xia Mian chuckled lightly, "Do I look like a saint to you?" These bizarre ghostly things, targeting Lu Zechuan, were unforgivable! "If you dare harm us, the Soul-devouring Clan won’t spare you!" one of the ghostly faces threatened. The Soul-devouring Clan usually had no fixed shell, so even among the Mystical Sects, few could subdue them! But now, they’ve been tripped up by a girl! This girl had trapped them with mere talismans, leaving them no escape! "Ha, that couldn’t be better!" Xia Mian’s lips curled slightly, "As it happens, I wouldn’t mind wiping out your clan; your people can all come for me!" As Xia Mian’s words fell, her fingers moved lightly, and a flame flickered at her fingertips. The flame emitted a glowing yellow light as it flew onto those massed clouds of black mist, instantly igniting them like gasoline. The black mist burned fiercely, emitting a series of intense screams. Even though it was just black mist, as it burned, a pungent stench emerged. Mrs. Wu was slowly roused by the horrendous screams. Seeing the struggling black mist in mid-air, then looking at Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian standing beneath the mist with indifferent expressions, Mrs. Wu couldn’t help but swallow hard. Who were these two? This situation almost made her wet herself, yet these two appeared so unperturbed? Mrs. Wu felt entirely uncomfortable, not recalling anything about what had just happened. Leaning against the wall, cold sweat covered her forehead, and her entire skeleton felt disjointed. Continuing to trouble Lu Zechuan, she was now powerless. As Xia Mian watched those clouds of black mist being completely incinerated to ashes, she turned her head to glance at Mrs. Wu. She said nothing, merely lifting the corner of her mouth into a faint smile. The smile was pure and delightful, yet it sent a shiver down Mrs. Wu’s spine, almost causing her to soil herself. Wu Mei had said that Xia Mian was peculiar, and Mrs. Wu had previously thought Wu Mei was exaggerating. But now, she was convinced. Mrs. Wu leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, wanting someone to pick her up, but after rummaging for a while, her phone came out in pieces. She was fretting when she saw Ding Lan sauntering towards her casually. Mrs. Wu had visited the Lu Family before and knew Ding Lan had some connection with Lu Zechuan’s mother, Shen Xiang. She promptly asked Ding Lan, "Miss Ding, can I borrow your phone?" Ding Lan crossed her arms, giving a slight smile and speaking softly, "Are we really that close?" Leaving those words behind, Ding Lan walked away. Mrs. Wu had been giving Lu Zechuan a hard time earlier, and now she wanted to borrow a phone? Doesn’t she know that Ding Lan was close enough to share a pair of pants with Lu Zechuan’s mother? Bullying her friend’s son, Mrs. Wu should be grateful she’s not dead already, thanks to society!