Turning around, he first arrived at the bathing room. Inside, except for several large bathtubs that had been dragged away, everything remained the same as before. Some wooden shelves lay across the room, some areas were already rotting and moldy, and a screen stood against the wall.
Wandering around the room, Yang Xiao temporarily found no issues. However, once he closed the door and secluded himself within, everything changed. The moment the door shut, an eerie wind arose out of nowhere within the room.
Yang Xiao shuddered violently, but as he looked down at the lantern in his hand, it showed no sign of being disturbed by the wind, which seemed very odd—it only blew on people, and not on objects.
The problem lay within this room; it also hid a Ghost Substitute, or perhaps it was even the true body of the Ancestor, Yang Xiao speculated.
