My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Before they asked the question in their minds, they saw Lu Zijia make a gesture to them, indicating that they should watch Ke Chenghai fight with the dozen or so black fogs.

Even though the members of the Ji family didn't understand what Lu Zijia had up her sleeves, they still followed her gaze.

Soon, the members of the Ji family realized that something was wrong.

Because they vaguely saw ferocious and hateful faces in the black fogs. Even though they were very blurry, they were indeed faces!

In an instant, the members of the Ji family understood what Lu Zijia meant.

They stared at the black fogs that were moving quickly with anxious and sorrowful gazes, wanting to find the face they were looking for.

Not long after, they finally found it.

However, after finding them, not only were they not happy, they even broke down emotionally.

Because their daughter/sister had actually turned into a black fog at this moment. What did that mean? It meant that their daughter/sister was really dead! Dead!

"Ah!!! Sister..."

Ji Zilin's eyes were as red as an evil spirit. His voice was heart-wrenching and anguished, making people terrified.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zilin seemed to understand something. He suddenly rushed up, drew the long sword at his waist, and went straight for Ke Chenghai's heart from behind.

Mr. and Mrs. Ji, who had also figured it out, were also heartbroken, but they didn't fall, because they still had to avenge their daughter's tragic death!

The moment Ji Zilin rushed over, Mr. and Mrs. Ji also attacked Ke Chenghai.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zijia didn't stop them, but the teachers became anxious.

"Seniors, Instructor Ke is a teacher of our Wenxin Academy. If he offended you in any way, please show mercy. Of course, the Wenxin Academy will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

As one of the mentors spoke, the other mentors also spoke.

However, Lu Zijia was unmoved.

"You shouldn't be pleading with me, but with those who died tragically." Lu Zijia glanced at them indifferently and said coldly.

This Ke Chenghai not only carried more than a dozen lives, but a total of 57 lives!

Apart from the remaining dozen or so ghosts in front of him, the rest of the ghosts had all turned to ashes and would never have the chance to reincarnate again.

After ruining the lives of so many people, not to mention the King of Hell, even the Heavenly Dao would not let Ke Chenghai go!

"Lives that were lost tragically? What do you mean?"

The mentors looked at each other, apparently still not understanding the key point.

It was no wonder that they didn't think of it. After all, in their impression, Ke Chenghai had the image of a good man. He had a good temper and was very patient.

Who would have thought that such a good man would kill so many students without batting an eyelid? This included the students he taught himself.

He even pulled out the tendons and bones of these students and tortured them to death. After they died, he still extracted their souls and refined their souls to continue torturing them, just so that he could have more resentment for him to cultivate.

How terrifying was such a person!

Bang! Poof! Poof!

Ke Chenghai was already having a hard time dealing with more than ten resentful spirits.

And the addition of the three members of the Ji family undoubtedly made the battle one-sided. In just a few breaths, his right arm was cut off by Mr. Ji's merciless long saber.