Bi Xie couldn't see his expression, and when he heard that he hadn't responded for a long time, he thought it was hopeless.

Unexpectedly, a calm and even voice suddenly came: "I will help her."

Bi Xie's eyes lit up, and he smiled, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons: "Thank you, sir!"

The Ghost Cultivator Zhanbingjiu did not appear. After waiting for a while, the beautiful face floating in front of him suddenly screamed.

Bi Xie quickly looked at her, only to see that the beauty's face suddenly blurred and turned back into a ball of black demonic energy. The demonic energy kept churning, like boiling water, and a wisp of green smoke quietly drifted out from it.

Bi Xie is now at the Nascent Soul stage, with eyes that can see even the smallest specks of dust. He could clearly see a red blood bead condensed in the green smoke.

My Ghost Cultivator is awesome!

How is it possible to extract true blood from a soul?

Bi Xie was stunned for a moment, then heard the cold voice of the Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu: "Take blood."

With a belated "oh," Bi Xie quickly took out a clean porcelain bottle and put the beauty's true blood into it.

The ghost cultivator who can send her to travel between different dimensions is indeed a big shot. Is there anything in this world that he can't do?

She was becoming increasingly curious. What did the Ghost Cultivator want to do by sending her through different planes? In the transmigration novels she had read before, the female protagonists would convert villains and gain merit points, but the Ghost Cultivator needed the most precious drop of blood from the villains.

What's the use of all this blood?

Bi Xie was puzzled, but of course he couldn't ask aloud.

Actually... she wasn't very familiar with the Ghost Cultivator, and they hadn't chatted much. From what she could tell, he seemed quite difficult to get along with.

She was aloof and cold, exuding an eerie and chilling aura.

"Master, Master, I feel myself dissipating! Master, what did you just do? I can barely hold onto my soul! Ah! Master, Master, save me..."

Bi Xie was taken aback and quickly cast a spell, but it was to no avail.

The churning demonic energy had faded considerably, showing faint signs of dissipating with the wind.

Bi Xie hurriedly asked, "Lord Ghost Cultivator, what's going on?"

Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu said unhurriedly, "This drop of true blood is formed from the resentment in her body. Once the blood is removed, the resentment will naturally disappear. She originally became a vengeful ghost by relying on a surge of resentment. Now that the resentment is gone, the ghost body will naturally dissipate."

"Master, master, please save me! I haven't found Xiaobao yet, I don't want to leave..."

Bi Xie frowned: "My lord, is there no way to keep her here?"

Ghost Cultivator Slays Sick Wine: "None."

Bi Xie pondered for a moment, then said softly, "My lord, I know you have a kind heart. Even after my death, you gave me a chance to carry out a mission. You must have the ability to help her. My lord, she has already suffered enough. Please send her to the underworld to be reincarnated. I beg you, my lord."

The final pleading tone was soft and gentle, like a moan of pleas for mercy beneath him...

The man paused, looked blank for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, a blush crept onto his pale, sickly face, and his mouth involuntarily opened, "Okay."

Bi Xie's eyelids twitched, and his expression turned somewhat strange.

Adults these days seem a bit too easy to talk to.

Did he really believe her saying, "Do more good deeds and accumulate more merit, and one wife will give birth to nine children"?

She's making that up!

Bi Xie coughed, a joyful smile spreading across his face. "Thank you, sir. You are such a kind person. I will definitely do my best to complete the mission for you."

This time, the Ghost Cultivator's response to the Sick Wine was a little slow; he only hummed in response.

The black mist swirling with demonic and ghostly energy dissipated slightly, and the beautiful woman's voice grew increasingly ethereal. Bi Xie stared intently at the black mist, "I have taken your blood droplet. I will find your son and Chen Lang for you. If your Chen Lang has not yet gone to hell, I will send him there. If your Xiao Bao has already been reincarnated, I will also check on his well-being. Go and reincarnate in peace. Leave the rest to me."

From within the black mist came the mournful cries of a woman, a plaintive lament as if she were pouring out all the grievances of her life in her tears.

The breeze that was brushing my face suddenly carried a chill, not the cold of the dead of winter, but the eerie cold of the underworld.

After a while, the black mist dissipated, and a barely perceptible sigh fell in the breeze. "Thank you, Master. I can only repay your kindness in the next life."

After everything was over, Bi Xie asked, "My lord, are you still there?"

Ghost Cultivator Zhanbingjiu hummed in agreement.

Bi Xie: "..."

Why is it still here?

Bi Xie pursed his lips and coughed lightly: "My lord, I have finished my business. Thank you. I have also figured out a solution to this mission. I will return to the castle as soon as possible to carry out the next mission for you."

No rush.

Bi Xie: "?"

There was a moment of silence in the air. Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu said calmly, "I'm leaving."

Bi Xie responded with an "oh," and, unsure if the person had left, added, "Goodbye, sir."

This time there was no sound at all, and Bi Xie breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he should be more careful when communicating with Ru Hua in the future. Who knows when the Ghost Cultivator's Sickness-Slaying Wine will arrive.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the foul air disperses, the cave is mysterious and vast, bright and clear..." As Bi Xie silently chanted the incantation, Ru Hua, who had been offline, came back online, wailing.

"Aaaaaah, the master has actually come! Aaaaaah, why has the master come?"

"My lord wouldn't meddle in such matters! My lord certainly didn't come for you. Could it be that my lord noticed my dereliction of duty and came specifically for this?"

"Waaaaah, my lord, I promise I'll investigate every character's past life thoroughly next time, and this will never happen again like Wen Zhu's situation! Waaaaah, my lord, I'll definitely supervise you closely and urge you to complete the mission!"

Bi Xie's head was buzzing from the howling, but he still managed to utter the incantation word for word.

Suddenly, the blood droplet suspended in the air began to drift left and right. Bi Xie was overjoyed and used moonlight to chase the blood droplet toward the southwest.

Ru Hua sobbed and muttered to herself for a while. When she saw that Bi Xie ignored her, she became anxious. "Host, what did you say to the master? You didn't really tattle on him, did you? You can't do this, what about our friendship?"

Bi Xie sat cross-legged on the moonlight, biting her lip tightly with her pearly teeth, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

With trembling hands, he poured out the Spirit-Replenishing Pills and popped them into his mouth one by one.

The spirits on the Dragon Bone Soul-Destroying Nail began to absorb her spiritual power again, this time more fiercely than before, as if they wanted to drain all the spiritual power from her body.

Once the spiritual energy is depleted, the layer of spiritual energy that envelops the Dragon Bone Soul-Destroying Nail will disappear.

When the Dragon Bone Soul-Destroying Nail came into contact with her flesh and bone, the pain was not just on her skin and flesh, but as if it were nailing straight into her soul, making her entire soul tremble with pain.

Bi Xie slowly collapsed to the ground, curled up, and gasped for breath.

The Dragon Bone Soul-Destroying Nail had been inside her for far too many years, and it was also imbued with the most ferocious dragon spirit. If it were anyone else, they would be long gone by now. The fact that she was alive until now was entirely thanks to Ji Gui.