“It clearly looks like she can’t see ghost spirits at all!”


  Dao Wuji teased Mo Lian and turned toward the Gingko Immortal. He originally thought that he would see her indignant face, yet…


  The Gingko Immortal was cupping her face like a love-struck fool. Her eyes were sparkling as she stared fanatically at the stoic-faced little lady.

  “So pretty!” If not for the Peony Immortal grabbing on to her, the Gingko Immortal would probably have lunged at the little lady to coddle her and beg for hugs.

  Dao Wuji stared at the Gingko Immortal as if he were looking at a lunatic.

  The Peony Immortal really wished for nothing more than to knock out her younger sister right now.

  Meanwhile, Qiao Mu had calmly called back the ghost spirit and put away the ghost spirit bead. She was then met with Mo Lian and Feng Chen’s quizzical gazes when she looked up.

  “You really couldn’t see the ghost spirit?” Feng Chen couldn’t resist confirming.

  Qiaoqiao should have already entered the spiritual realm now. Logically speaking, anyone would definitely be able to see the existence of ghost spirits as long as they used their spiritual conscious.

  “I can’t,” Qiao Mu deadpanned.

  Feng Chen couldn’t help but chuckle.

  Anyone who was familiar with this little fellow would know that the more unfazed this lass appeared on the surface, the more conflicted she was actually feeling.

  Qiaoqiao felt a bit miffed at these people’s mystified gazes.

  Mo Lian looked down at her with a smile. When he looked up again, he shot a sharp gaze at the brandy-nosed senior up ahead.

  “Second Elder.”


  The brandy-nosed senior had a sour expression. He gave a light cough and dragged the bearded elder with him to Mo Lian and Qiao Mu.

  “Your Highness.”


  Mo Lian fixed a cold gaze on him. “You attacked my Qiaoqiao just now?”


  “No, I didn’t, I didn’t!” The brandy-nosed senior frantically waved his hand with an obsequious smile.

  “He did!” Qiao Mu immediately exposed the senior. “He destroyed eight of my talisman matrices in a row!”


  Mo Lian’s expression sank.

  Meanwhile, the brandy-nosed senior wanted to cry.

  Afterall, he had only destroyed eight of her confinement talisman matrices. He didn’t even touch a hair of hers.

  “He even threatened me!” Qiao Mu tattletaled on the senior’s heinous acts. “He said if I didn’t let the both of them go, he was going to release his ultimate!”


  The little fellow cried thief, “Otherwise how would I have summoned a ghost spirit to counter him!”


  The senior: …


  “That’s not it, Your Highness. Hear me out.”


  ?Suddenly, the brandy-nosed senior felt two sucking forces directed toward his hand. He couldn’t handle the strain, and the bearded elder he had been clutching suddenly flew out of his grasp toward Mo Lian and Feng Chen.

  “Who is this guy?” Feng Chen grinned while looking at the senior, who was sweating bullets.

  “This, this.”


  “If you don’t talk, we can also get the answer with a soul search.” Mo Lian warned the brandy-nosed senior with a frosty gaze.