Yu Lin silently stepped aside to process this unbelievable fact, while Nan Xian continued to press the weasel spirit for answers.

"Why does he want all my essence?"

The weasel spirit shook its head. "I asked him that question too. In the past three years, at least tens of thousands of people have come to the Immortal-Slaying Village. Why does he only want your spirit? Especially since you are a public figure, it would be too easy to be investigated if any problems arise. If an expert sees through the trick, we demons who live by sucking people's spirits will probably not be able to escape... But he has a contract, and we are bound by him and have no choice but to do things for him."

"So, what you're doing tonight—" Nan Xian gestured around the room, "is the method you use to absorb human essence?"

It shook its head again: "Normally we don't need to go to such lengths. That person gave us a magical artifact. As long as a human touches it, their essence will be slowly absorbed. We disguise it as a tourist souvenir and sell it to our targets. Once we've absorbed enough essence, we take it back."

Nan Xian's eyes flashed: "That cinnabar shaped like a peony?"

“Yes, that’s it.” The weasel spirit pointed to Zhi Xian and Yu Lin. “But it will also be ineffective sometimes. For example, some people are blessed with good fortune and are born with good luck, or they wear auspicious objects. Evil spirits dare not approach them, let alone steal anything from them. You two are such people. Since the magic artifact cannot absorb your essence, we can only find another way.”

Nan Xian narrowed her eyes.

Seeing this, the weasel spirit dared not keep him in suspense any longer and quickly explained, "When a person is frightened or encounters something unclean, their soul is very prone to becoming unstable and leaving the body. In layman's terms, this means they have lost their soul. A person who has lost their soul is like someone who has exposed a gap. Some wandering spirits will take the opportunity to enter the person's body through this gap and reside there, even devouring the person's soul completely and taking over the body... Our method is to use illusion magic to frighten people, and when their soul is unstable, we take the opportunity to enter their body and steal their essence."

“I was startled…” Nan Xian suddenly remembered something, and a thought flashed through her mind, “This isn’t the first time you’ve used this method on me, is it?”

The weasel spirit honestly admitted, "I tried once during the day today. When you heard the three fires, I conjured a spirit, but you seemed to have a very powerful energy that immediately shattered my illusion. I was worried about alerting him, so I didn't dare to do anything to you again. But he suddenly appeared tonight, urging me to complete the contract quickly, so I had no choice but to attack you again."

Upon hearing this, Yu Lin suddenly clapped his hands excitedly, interrupting the two's conversation, and said, "I just had a brilliant idea! Since he's so eager for my sister's essence, why don't we turn the tables and pretend you've already got it, lure him out, and then we'll capture him in one fell swoop!"

The weasel spirit hesitated: "But his strength is unpredictable. What if this plan fails and we end up like lambs to the slaughter?"

Yu Lin curled one corner of his lips, his smile showing a hint of youthful arrogance: "If he were really that capable, why wouldn't he come himself instead of sending a fragile little thing like you to charge into battle?" As he spoke, he picked up the crowbar that Nan Xian had used and repeatedly slammed the bent end against his palm.

Upon seeing his action, the weasel spirit's fur bristled instinctively, and he swallowed hard, taking a small step back.

Nan Xian looked at Yu Lin approvingly, "I forgot about that. Since he has the ability to 'revive' the dead, yet he doesn't dare to confront me head-on, he must be worried about something. So we don't need to hesitate any longer."

She patted the hem of her clothes and picked up the little weasel.

“Lead the way, let’s go and go back to him.”