Nan Xun's expression changed; the other party indeed knew her identity.
Kong Nanwu shook her head: "No, she is not a demon, but a human, but she exists in the form of a ghost now."
"Ghosts?" Zu An frowned, looking Nan Xun up and down. It was true that powerful human cultivators could keep their souls intact for a period of time after death, but this time was not long. Without special encounters, it would dissipate due to the rules of heaven and earth, ranging from a few hours to several months.
This is why Zhao Hao so desperately wanted to live forever; otherwise, if he could live as a ghost, why would he be bothered by these things?
Although Nanxun had some cultivation, it was clearly not high. Theoretically, her ghost should not have lasted long before dissipating, let alone appearing in public and becoming the most beautiful courtesan.
As if sensing his confusion, Kong Nanwu explained, "To be precise, they are called Changgui. The Tiger Clan has a secret technique that can enslave the souls of those they devour or kill into Changgui, making them work for them. These Changgui are different from ordinary souls. As long as they are regularly nourished with vital energy, they can live in the world for a long time."
Zu An immediately understood. This was the origin of the idiom "to act as an accomplice to a tyrant." However, in his previous life, this idiom only came from legends, but in this bizarre world, it had become a reality.
“And I happen to know this secret technique,” Kong Nanwu said. “A while ago, when I passed by the Qi Prince’s mansion, I felt a strong sense of resentment. Her soul was wandering around nearby, about to dissipate at any moment. So I used the secret technique to refine her into a cougar, which saved her soul.”
Nanxun bowed to her and said, "Thank you for saving me, Miss."
Zuan asked, "This name must have been chosen separately, right?"
Otherwise, if she had been famous in the capital under her real name, even if the Prince of Qi didn't frequent brothels, he probably would have known about her long ago.
“That’s right. After refining the ’Chang Gui’, we can rename it to completely sever ties with the past,” Kong Nanwu replied.
Zu An looked at Nan Xun: "Were you really killed by the King of Qi?"
Although I had already made a judgment before, now that the person in question is here, it's natural to ask her the most clear answer.
“Yes, I was indeed killed by Zhao Jing.” Nan Xun’s expression was calm, as if she were talking about something completely unrelated.
"Why did he want to kill you?" This is what Zuan doesn't understand the most.
“Because I am a spy sent by the Emperor to his side,” Nanxun replied.
Zuan: "???"
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