In the depths of the Ancient Sword Tomb, weren't there only the persistent thoughts of Sword Cultivators?
Why would there be such a complete soul entity?
"According to your knowledge, I indeed should be classified among ghosts," the woman in white spoke thoughtfully.
"A real ghost?"
Lin Yi felt a chill running down his spine, swallowed hard, and said, "Miss, I'm new here, there should be no grudges between us, right?"
"Why have you sought me out?"
The woman in white revealed a very strange smile, "Because you're handsome and full of yang energy."
Lin Yi said, "..."
So she's really a female ghost who preys on yang energy?
No way, right?
There's such filthy stuff inside the Ancient Sword Tomb?
"Young man, as long as you agree to one thing, I won't suck your yang energy," the woman in white suddenly offered.
"What is it?"
Hearing this, Lin Yi knew the woman in white probably didn't want to suck his yang energy, but had ulterior motives toward him.
