There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.
"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...
"No! You killed Wang Xin!" someone suddenly shouted shrilly, their voice delicate and fragile.
In mid-air, a snow-white tiger rode the wind, its thick, long tail tinged with pink, and it emitted a crazy light.
The terrifying pressure of the third-level technique caused the trees in the green belt to bow their heads, the crowd was blown around by the wind, and the cordon line was nowhere to be seen.
"Enough!" Fang Zong said in a deep voice.
Turning his head, his eyes, with their flowery pupils, shone brightly. His gaze seemed almost tangible, tearing through the gale and all of Iris Love's flight-related techniques.
The large white tiger fell to the ground and turned into a snow-white kitten. It whimpered and crawled to Wang Xin's corpse, guarding its food. Fang Zong and Hu Batian arched their backs and their fur stood on end.
"You killed Wang Xin!" Iris Love's face was full of hatred: "Yes, it was you, you cat! I didn't want you to come to me, so you let your cat slave kill Wang Xin! I want you to pay with your lives!"
"I've said enough!"
Fang Zong sneered: "If we were the ones who killed him, would I need to waste my breath talking to you if I wanted to kill you?"
As soon as the murderous aura arose, the color of the flowery eyes suddenly changed, as if an ancient demon was looking down at the world. Hu Batian hurriedly tugged at Fang Zong's trouser leg and shook his head vigorously at Iris Love.
"Meow, it wasn't us!" Hu Batian explained.
Fang Zong gripped the hilt of the Star-Shattering Magic Blade: "Even if you're going crazy, you should choose the right time. I promised Wang Xin I'd take care of you, but if you hurt anyone, I'll kill you on the spot! At worst, I'll build you a billion-dollar grave and offer you hundreds of billions of incense!"
Iris Ai fell silent, and the hatred in her eyes gradually faded.
She knew Fang Zong was right; if he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't even need to draw his sword.
Fang Zong's eyes were terrifying; they exuded the aura of an absolute superior, a great demon king steeped in demonic blood!
“I don’t need you to take care of me.” Iris scratched at the ground. “I want to help Wang Xin take care of the little animals. I know I’m a monster. You humans don’t like monsters, but that’s okay. I have friends. Xiaoning will help me take care of them.”
Fang Zong's lips twitched: "Who are you talking about?... Never mind, don't say it!"
After carefully examining Iris Love's eyes, Fang Zong turned and left without saying a word.
Leaving the city, riding the gale, with white clouds accompanying us all the way.
Fang Zong stood on the white clouds, his expression gradually changing from cold and stern to one of utter bewilderment.
“Actually, it’s quite natural. They don’t live far apart.” Hu Batian loosened the clothes on Fang Zong’s shoulders and leaned down to say, “I thought you had already discovered it. Zhou Xiaoning’s left eye, wasn’t it given to her by Xiao Yuanyuan?”
"Don't mention that cat to me, I don't know it!"
Fang Zong gazed silently at the heavens.
One store with ten shops, two girls.
Good heavens, are you setting me up to start a harem?