Nanmen Ruoxuan sensed something was off about her words, but wasn't sure if she really had ulterior motives. She immediately walked up to Nangong Ling'er and asked, "Elder Nangong, can my brother's illness still be cured?"
“I’ve already said it, what he has isn’t an illness, it’s an illusion.”
"So it's illusion magic, right?"
"No, the techniques, methods, and the way are three levels. Just like sword practice, swordsmanship follows the form, swordsmanship follows the spirit, and the way of the sword is hidden within the form and spirit, transcending techniques and methods. This is the way."
Nanmen Ruoxuan pondered for a moment, "So what is the Illusionary Path?"
Nangong Ling'er sighed, "If I could figure this out, I wouldn't be here admiring the moon now. Miss Nanmen, can you help me out?"
As she spoke, Nangong Ling'er turned her head and stared straight at Nanmen Ruoxuan, her eyes unreadable.
Nanmen Ruoxuan was a seasoned veteran. Although she guessed that Nangong Ling'er had ulterior motives for coming to see her today, she hadn't yet realized what it was.
He immediately replied, "Of course, I'll do my best to help you with anything you need."
"Does Miss Nanmen understand the ways of ghosts?" Nangong Ling'er asked without warning.
Nanmen Ruoxuan's pupils contracted, but she quickly smiled and said, "Elder Nangong is joking. No one in our Xuehan Blade Sect knows those unorthodox methods."
Nangong Ling'er thought for a moment and then asked, "Then... does Miss Nanmen know anyone who understands the way of ghosts?"
“I don’t know her…” Nanmen Ruoxuan narrowed her eyes, staring at Nangong Ling’er as if she were thinking about something. The two looked at each other, each with their own thoughts. Nangong Ling’er was considering whether to come clean, but Nanmen Ruoxuan suspected that the woman in front of her had discovered something.
The two remained silent for a long time, the atmosphere awkwardly strange.
Nangong Ling'er suddenly sighed and said with feigned disappointment, "Alas... there's nothing we can do about it. Your brother and my senior brother Xiao both had their souls tampered with. I thought it might be easier if someone with a thorough understanding of souls could help. I thought that Miss Nanmen had met some extraordinary people after all these years here, but it seems there's no way to help her now."
Hearing this, Nanmen Ruoxuan was still somewhat doubtful, but she was also worried about her brother's condition, so she immediately asked, "How much longer can my brother hold on? Can I go and find such a person for Elder Nangong?"
"Oh? Could it be that Miss Nanmen knows such a person? Didn't you just say you didn't?" Nangong Ling'er said with a smile.
Nanmen Ruoxuan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
However, Nangong Ling'er wouldn't pretend to be innocent after getting a good deal. Seeing that Nanmen Ruoxuan was wavering, she immediately said, "Miss Nanmen, I'm not interested in other people's secrets. For a healer, any method that can save lives is a good method. My senior brother Xiao is in critical condition, and our Heavenly Sword Sect has a lot of messes to deal with. My junior nephew has also become like this, so I have no mind to care about other people's affairs. I will stay by senior brother Xiao and Sect Master Nanmen's side for the next two nights. If you can find that expert who understands the Ghost Dao, please have her come wearing a mask."
Upon hearing this, Nanmen Ruoxuan was certain that Nangong Ling'er had guessed that she was a cultivator of the Ghost Path, but she remained silent and did not answer Nangong Ling'er, only bowing.
At this moment, Nangong Ling'er smiled slightly, turned around and left the place.
Just as he stepped out, he saw Lu Yuan's figure at the corner of the wall. He quickly walked over and asked, "Junior Uncle, how is it?"
Nangong Ling'er was somewhat surprised, "Hey! You really have some tricks up your sleeve, kid. I didn't even realize you were eavesdropping the whole time."
Lu Yuan chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "Junior Uncle, you flatter me. I was carrying Master's magic weapon, the Night Wanderer Pearl, with me!"
"Huh? Wasn't the Night-Wandering Pearl a magical artifact belonging to an assassin leader back in the day? He was later killed by my senior brother. Wait a minute, would my senior brother give something like that to a kid like you?"
Lu Yuan then realized he had misspoke. "Junior...Junior Uncle, you have to keep this a secret! Master keeps this treasure hidden in the treasury and is reluctant to use it...I think it's a waste to keep such a treasure that can conceal one's aura in the warehouse, so..."
Nangong Ling'er frowned. "Hmph! Fine, go keep an eye on Nanmen Ruoxuan and find out his secret. Once this is done, I'll ask my senior brother for this bead for you. But... you're not allowed to steal anything anymore! You were once a great general, look at yourself now, you're just a lazy good-for-nothing!"
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