Chapter 410 might be like adding wings to a tiger.

They stared at Tang Wan'er in disbelief, seemingly unable to believe it was all real.

They can grasp real-world entities, whether people or objects.

Because they are different from other wandering souls.

It seemed unbelievable, so it pounced again, passing right through Tang Wan'er once more.

Tang Wan'er smiled smugly, "Is this game of pouncing around fun? I'll give it a try."

Before those things could react, Tang Wan'er appeared in front of them as if by magic, and then grabbed one of them by the neck with one hand.

Those creatures were even more terrified. Why couldn't they catch Tang Wan'er, while she could catch them so easily?

Seeing the terrified expressions on their faces only made Tang Wan'er even more smug.

"What? Do you find it hard to believe that you can't touch me, while I can easily touch you? It's mainly because you and your master are both inferior in skill. They wanted to train you to be exceptionally powerful, but..."

"So you're a ghost who kills without a trace, huh? You think being a killer ghost is easy? You think killing more people will bring you true liberation? Don't dream. Your master is deceiving you. Even if you really kill people, you can't be reincarnated, and you can't leave this hellish place. He just makes you kill so that more ghosts can do things for him. You're just a tool. Don't be so naive!"

Those things suddenly seemed to collapse after what Tang Wan'er said.

"Impossible! You're lying to us! That person clearly said that as long as we kill ten people, we can leave this place and be reincarnated. Finding a substitute isn't unheard of. Do you think we'll believe you just because you say a few words?"

Tang Wan'er sneered, "It seems you weren't very bright when you were alive. But I can't blame you; the people in these villages are probably quite simple and honest, easily fooled. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been killed so easily. Wrongful souls like you can't find a replacement unless someone performs a ritual to help you pass on. Otherwise, you'll stay here forever, even..."

"The only reason I can take you away from here is because you're merely tools for someone else. You need to depend on someone to survive; otherwise, even your souls will vanish!"

Those ghosts were probably frightened by what Tang Wan'er said, and suddenly they put away their ferocious faces and turned into ordinary people.

Tang Wan'er then realized that this group of "people" included men and women, young and old, and were all dressed very simply, clearly the kind of people who worked in the countryside.

Downstairs, Ling Junhuai didn't obediently stay in that room; instead, he was bored and came to watch the commotion.

He and Fu Yanzun were both in the courtyard downstairs, looking up at the commotion upstairs.

They had witnessed the entire scene just now.

Ling Junhuai looked up at Tang Wan'er upstairs with great interest. "I really didn't expect you to be such a capable little wife. You managed to handle something so difficult. It seems that marrying her might be like adding wings to a tiger. Have you considered telling her your true identity?"

Fu Yanzun looked at Tang Wan'er with a somewhat complicated expression. "First, I need to know her identity."