Linghu Lan smiled slightly, raised her head, and calmly said, "Kindness! Let me ask you a question. If you had a pair of normal corneas right now, and after transplanting them, you would no longer have the ability to see ghosts, and you could live a normal life, would you be willing to have the transplant? Would you be willing to give up your ability to see ghosts?"

Luo Ran'er was stunned for a moment. She obviously did not expect Linghu Lan to ask such a question. She always prided herself on being righteous and did not allow herself to lie. Her face showed a struggle, but she said decisively, "There are no ifs!"

Linghu Lan chuckled softly; the answer was already quite obvious.

Luo Ran'er will not give up her Yin-Yang Eyes. The Yin-Yang Eyes are a door to a new world. Because of these eyes, Linghu Lan is certain that Luo Ran'er's spiritual world has risen several levels compared to ordinary people.

Although ghosts and monsters are terrifying, once you master the methods of exorcising them, your fear will fade, and you will instead feel a sense of transcendence and superiority in controlling life and death.

Luo Ran'er blushed slightly, seemingly feeling she had lost face. She raised her cold eyes and looked at Linghu Lan, saying, "If I asked you to give up this ability, would you be willing?"

"I don't want to!"

"Tch! Everyone's unwilling, what can you say?" Luo Ran'er felt she had won the round.

"So you're finally admitting you don't want to?"

"You..." Luo Ran'er blushed, realizing that she had been tricked.

Linghu Lan said calmly, "I am different from you. At least I will not kill someone just because I subjectively believe that someone's ability will harm me."

“You…” Luo Ran’er suddenly stood up, her face flushed as she looked at Linghu Lan.

Chunyu Xunfeng quickly stood up, stopped Luo Ran'er, and said in a low voice, "Wenmo, our Wandao Sect has always been fair and just in the martial arts world. We have also studied your abilities. Indeed, the things you wrote in the novel could happen in reality. Ghosts have their own way, and humans have their own path. When ghosts come to the human world, it goes against the natural order. Our Wandao Sect has no intention of being your enemy. We only hope that you will stop using this ability."

"Otherwise what?" Linghu Lan calmly ate her noodles, glancing indifferently at Chunyu Xunfeng.

Chunyu Xunfeng was somewhat speechless. "Otherwise, my Wandao Sect will have no choice but to offend them."

"Then come on!"

Luo Ran'er's anger surged, "Wenmo, do you really think we can't do anything to you?"

"yes!"

Luo Ran'er was dumbfounded. She had thought of a million possible answers, but she never expected that Linghu Lan would be so impolite.

Chunyu Xunfeng was stunned for a moment, then felt somewhat ashamed: "In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Take care!" Linghu Lan was starving. Even arguing didn't stop her from eating noodles, and she quickly finished a bowl.

Luo Ran'er felt indignant and wanted to say a few more words, but Chunyu Xunfeng quickly pulled her away.

Linghu Lan looked up at him and said, "Wait!"

Chunyu Xunfeng stopped in his tracks: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Linghu Lan didn't say a word, but suddenly threw a chopstick out. The chopstick flew with incredible speed toward Chunyu Xunfeng's eye, as if she wanted to stab it from the eye socket into his brain.

It all happened in an instant. Chunyu Xunfeng hurriedly reached out to grab the chopsticks, but when the chopsticks flew in front of him, they seemed to suddenly lose their strength and fell to the ground with a thud.

Chunyu Xunfeng's fingers froze in mid-air, awkwardly hanging there. He withdrew his hand, looking at Linghu Lan with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. "Wenmo, what do you mean?"

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