The mountain spirit's red lips curved into a smile, as beautiful as a blooming red rose: "Your fifth uncle is getting old and uglier. I don't like him."
Her tone sounded so nonchalant.
Yan Chiyu glanced over, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "So, Fifth Uncle isn't the point. The handsome guy you kidnapped is the point, thank you. Had enough fun?"
"Honestly, every time I see your mouth, I really want to sew it up." Mountain Ghost pouted, looking displeased. Yet, every gesture she made exuded charm. She looked like a young and innocent girl, but the aura she unintentionally revealed was so mature and alluring.
Her beautiful eyes swept across the room, and she crossed her arms, saying, "I admit, that handsome young man's looks did capture my heart, and I've longed for love for many years. But he's still too young; I'm not that heartless as to make a move on him. I just—"
The mountain spirit stopped abruptly at this point.
The eyes of the others followed her vivid face, waiting for what she would say next.
The mountain spirit looked at Yan Chiyu, then at Wu Yue, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "I'm just curious how someone who should have died came back to life. What's even more amazing is that, according to my calculations, he can live for a very long time. It's unbelievable."
He paused, then suddenly leaned closer to Wu Yue, his gaze probing her, and said softly, "Little girl, I know this matter must be related to you. Teach me how to extend the lifespan of ordinary people."
Wu Yue shook her head: "It's all by chance, there's no way to teach you."
The Blank Life Force is such a precious thing; there's only one of its kind. The existence of the Blank Life Force cannot be spoken of, because it doesn't belong to this world. Naturally, she cannot reveal anything about the system either.
Whether she likes the system or not, one thing is one thing, and she must have professional ethics.
The girl's words were half-truths, but her firm gaze conveyed, "Don't ask me, I won't tell you," and "I don't know anything."
What was terrifying was that when the mountain spirit met her clear, black and white eyes, her indifferent and innocent appearance made her stop the interrogation that was about to spill out.
The white fox, who had been unable to get a word in edgewise, suddenly spoke up, looking anxious: "Mountain Spirit, about the Mingshan Sacrifice Formation you mentioned before, is it true that if we find the person who created the formation and obtain a drop of blood, we can successfully activate the formation and resurrect the dead?"
“Hmm…” Mountain Spirit pondered, “Theoretically, everyone says so. You have to ask the creator of the formation himself. If he says it’s okay, then it’s okay; if he says it’s not, then it’s not okay.”
"I know, but I don't know where the creator of the array is, or even what his name is." The white fox sighed, looking utterly dejected. Its oval face drooped in dejection, and its fur drooped down, much like a reed flattened by a strong wind by the water.
"Here."
The mountain spirit raised his finger and pointed at someone.
The white fox is having a hard time keeping up with her pace, huh? What?
"He is the creator of the formation." Mountain Ghost pointed casually, removing his vest as he spoke. "Ask him yourself."
White Fox: ?!
Wait, wait a minute, my little brain can't quite process this information.
Wu Yue touched her arm and felt a bunch of goosebumps.
It turns out that the young boy she thought he was had actually lived for a very long time...
Based on their age, are they about to transition from a grandparent-grandchild relationship to a mother-son relationship?
After all, ten thousand years is still several cycles longer than a thousand years.
The girl clutched her chest, trying to reassure herself: It's okay, it's alright.
Beside him, the white fox's already snow-white face grew even paler.
[The Mingshan Sacrifice Formation is incomplete. I can tell you definitively that even if you activate the formation, you cannot resurrect him—doing so will only make his life in the underworld even more miserable.]
With Yan Chiyu's words echoing in her mind, Baihu felt dizzy and wished she could faint on the spot.
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