Chapter 1115: Sister Jin’s Delicious Tofu

Gu Jin appears again, holding a thick book in her hands. Its cover is old, and the pages have a faint yellow hue.

"Found it!" She waves the book in her hand at An Mingji.

An Mingji’s expression instantly changes, the killing aura around him disappears in a flash, quickly turning into gentleness and tenderness—a true image of a gentle nobleman.

Gu Jin is too absorbed in the book to notice his change; her thoughts are entirely on the book in her arms. She sits beside An Mingji and opens to the page documenting the Evil Puppet.

"Look here!" She points to the yellowed, old page with her slender fingers.

"There are many evil people in the world, hence these Evil Puppets exist to brutally kill.

The soul is the essence of a person. After death, it can leave the body and become a puppet, which belongs to the yin.

The spirit is the soul, descending from the heavens.

The puppet is the soul, grounded in the earth.

Grounded in the earth, the puppet bears the characteristics of yin energy.

The puppet’s physical form is short, icy, dark, humid, hidden away, dispersed like mist...

To defeat them, one needs the righteous and auspicious energy of heaven and earth, to extinguish them with extraordinary power, or use evil against evil and darkness against darkness!"

Gu Jin and An Mingji lean their heads together, studying the contents of the book.

Upon seeing the last few sentences, their brows furrow slightly.

The general meaning recorded in the book suggests that to destroy Evil Puppets, aside from Taoist techniques, there are only two ways to extinguish them.

The righteous and auspicious energy of heaven and earth, known as Purple Qi coming from the east, was regarded as the emperor’s aura in ancient times.

Purple Qi from the east symbolizes auspiciousness, nobility, power, and wealth, often associated with the emperor.

Ordinary people lack such grandeur; not one in ten thousand possesses it.

The second method requires being more evil than the Evil Puppet, stronger, using brute force to crush and kill them.

After reading the entries in the book, the two exchange looks, their eyes filled with helplessness.

They have not cultivated Taoist skills, nor do they possess a more vicious darkness than the Evil Puppets, nor do they possess the heavenly... Purple Qi.

No way!

Suddenly, Gu Jin’s eyes shine brightly. She scrutinizes the young man before her, An Mingji.

She speaks up, asking, "Little An, how did you get away unscathed?"

Gu Jin’s strange demeanor is hard for An Mingji to ignore. His brow raises slightly as he thinks and says, "After entering the mine, we were besieged by Evil Puppets. During the fight, one ambushed me, but Allen warned me, so I joined the battle too. Later, when the M-group people entered the mine, the Evil Puppets suddenly began to retreat deeper into the mine."

As An Mingji recounts, Gu Jin opens her Heavenly Eye, examining the rich purple qi enveloping the young man in front of her. Her beautiful eyes glow with an astonishing light.

"Think carefully again, was the retreat of the Evil Puppets because the M-group entered the mine, or was it because you joined the battle?"

The implication is clear, and An Mingji realizes something.

He looks at Gu Jin suspiciously, "Are you implying, Ah Jin, that their retreat was because of me?"

Gu Jin nods without hesitation, "I may never have told you, but over the years I’ve met many people, surrounded by various gases—black, white, gray, and even faint gold.

Only one person have I seen enveloped by Purple Qi."

"That person is me." An Mingji speaks, his tone very sure.

Gu Jin never conceals things before him, with just a word or a look, An Mingji understands her meaning.

"Yes," Gu Jin doesn’t deny, pointing to a passage in the open book on the table, "I suspect that the retreat of the Evil Puppets wasn’t because the M-group people entered the mine, but because you joined the battle. They were harmed by your natural Purple Qi.

There’s a record here that Evil Puppets are most afraid of the inherent heavenly and earthly Purple Qi because, to them, it’s a powerful weapon of destruction."

Thinking back to the details in the mine, An Mingji also has doubts.

Now that the M-group people have been completely wiped out, perhaps the Evil Puppets retreated because of him.

An Mingji’s deep eyes waver in brightness.

However, all these years, he truly didn’t know he carried the Purple Qi.

Ah Jin has never told him.

An Mingji narrows his peach-blossom eyes slightly, raising them to study Gu Jin, engrossed in the book.

While she is intently reading, he leans forward, pressing her directly onto the sofa.

"Ah!"

Gu Jin is caught off guard, involuntarily letting out a surprised sound.

Though the sound is brief, realization dawns that it’s An Mingji, yet she is still startled.

"You’re going to scare me to death!"

Gu Jin raises her fist and lightly punches An Mingji’s shoulder, her movements gentle and without force.

Her voice is more complaining, showing no sign of anger.

Like a face-changing artist, An Mingji’s previously expressionless face suddenly becomes aggrieved.

"Ah Jin, how many more secrets about you do I not know? Why didn’t I know I carry Purple Qi?"

Gu Jin blinks, inwardly feeling a rare sense of guilt.

Facing the probing gaze of the young man on her, after a while, she finally speaks slowly, "I acquired this skill by chance, but it’s not something that can be seen at will. Everyone has a different aura that they carry, and to see their distinct auras, I need to use my body as a medium, opening the Heavenly Eye..."

An Mingji knows many of Gu Jin’s secrets.

But Gu Jin has never told him the true source of the space, nor has she told him about the fortuitously acquired Ancient Heaven-defying Skill.

These are all related to her past life’s death and this life’s rebirth.

She doesn’t intend to tell An Mingji; these matters are enough for her alone to know.

An Mingji holds Gu Jin down in an unyielding posture; he doesn’t relax his full weight, leaving her room to move.

Staring at Gu Jin’s attractive red lips, parted in explanation, An Mingji’s eyes deepen progressively.

He doesn’t care about things Gu Jin might keep private; he simply wants to use this opportunity to draw closer to her.

However, he once again overestimates his self-control.

Each time he draws near to the person in his arms, his restraint is pushed to the limit.

Facing the powerless person in his arms, An Mingji wants to lower his head.

Forcefully, fiercely, kiss her!

He wants to hold Gu Jin tightly in his arms.

Wants to confess to her, the feelings he has suppressed for so many years.

Wants to, with this person always unreserved before him, remove all obstructive barriers, step deeply into the mountain ravine, and claim to be the only man in her lifetime.

He has never wanted to be Gu Jin’s brother.

Never!

He wants to be her only man.

To possess her!

To declare to the men surrounding her with a dominant stance, that Gu Jin belongs to him, to him alone.

An Mingji even harbors darker thoughts; he wants to lock Gu Jin up in a room, restrained by iron chains, with the only key to the door in his possession.

He won’t let anyone see Gu Jin, only he should see all her beauty.

These dark, extreme thoughts are known only to An Mingji.