She sat quietly in the corner for a long time before drifting off into a daze. Perhaps it was because she had suddenly learned her identity that she did not feel tired even though she had not slept for a day and a night. She was not afraid of the dark environment around her, but she did feel... a little lonely.

She thought of her parents and Mo Qing, but the thought that these people were just figments of her imagination made her feel even more lonely.

Since Chi Xuan left, no one has come looking for her. In this cell, you can't even hear the sounds of mice and mosquitoes. It's as if she's living in a world completely isolated from the outside world.

However, slowly, as time passed, she seemed to hear another sound, the buzzing of mosquitoes. Feng Guang raised her head, her eyes searching in the dim light, and sure enough, she spotted a mosquito flying around in the air. She frowned.

She didn't like mosquitoes, and she believed no one else did either. She couldn't even understand why mosquitoes existed in the world... Suddenly, the buzzing of the mosquito stopped, and it flew away from the cell. Feng Guang felt strange until she saw a green plant in another corner of the cell.

This is a mosquito-repelling plant. As its name suggests, it has the effect of repelling mosquitoes. However, in this dark environment, it is very difficult for the mosquito-repelling plant to survive.

Suddenly, another ray of sunlight streamed in through the cell window, its warm rays falling on the green leaves and instantly bringing the plant to life.

But just one mosquito-repellent plant seems a bit monotonous; it would be better if there were some other flowers and plants...

Two hours later, when the Immortal Sect Leader, Daoist Zhiwei, arrived here, he saw that the once dark and desolate prison had been transformed into a place full of flowers and plants. Not only were there lush flowers and plants, but also butterflies fluttering in the prison, and even towering trees that seemed to be about to break through the roof, with birds building nests on the branches.

Zhiwei looked at the woman sitting in the corner weaving a flower wreath. The old woman had a kind gaze but remained quiet and did not disturb her. It wasn't until she finished weaving a flower wreath and was about to put it on herself that she inadvertently saw the old woman in white.

She paused, then asked, "Are you here to kill me?"

The old man smiled and said, "You haven't done anything heinous, so why would I kill you?"

"Oh..." She nodded, then lowered her head to fiddle with her flower wreath, no longer looking at him.

The old man smiled and looked at her for a while, then said, "You don't seem to realize the abilities you possess."

"What ability?" She patted the rabbit that had run up to her without looking up.

“When you feel lonely, you will unconsciously create many lives,” Master Zhiwei said slowly. “This is a very attractive ability.”

She finally looked up. "But didn't you say I was a ghost?"

“You are indeed a ghost.” Zhiwei sighed, “Too much time has passed, you have forgotten the fact that you are dead, and you have forgotten too many things. I heard Chixuan tell you about you, creating a lively city illusion, which seems to have been unintentional on your part. In a sense, you are indeed a powerful ghost.”

"Alright, I know I'm a ghost now, you don't need to remind me anymore." Feng Guang looked away, boredly tossing the flower wreath on the ground. "So? Who exactly are you? And what do you want from me?"