"Immortal Sheep, are you there?" Lu Ran emerged from inside the mirror and returned to the Dark Cloud Vortex above Bloody Dust God Mountain.
Jiang Ruyi instinctively raised her hand, letting him land on her fingertips.
The god's voice transmission arrived as expected: [Found him?]
"Found him!" Lu Ran cradled a string of Wang Sheng Money in his hands. "He's being well cared for. According to Lord Wangquan, his soul is much stronger than it was before he died."
[Mm.]
Lu Ran was deeply uneasy. "Immortal Sheep, I remember you once told me that as long as I became strong enough, I could revive a departed soul?"
[Do you think you're strong enough now?]
"I..." Lu Ran opened his mouth, but could not say anything more.
Jiang Ruyi naturally could not hear Immortal Sheep's voice transmission, but from Lu Ran's words, she could roughly infer the conversation between the man and the god.
She also had a faint guess as to whom Lu Ran wanted to revive.
[With your current strength, it isn't enough.] The deep voice imprinted itself in Lu Ran's mind.
Lu Ran's hands trembled lightly.
He lowered his head and looked at the Money String in his palms, his gaze growing increasingly dim.
Jiang Ruyi watched the scene and grew anxious as well. Lu Ran was clearly flesh and blood, yet he seemed to have suddenly turned into a tiny stone statue, his entire being darkening.
[I can.]
The sudden voice transmission made Lu Ran's head buzz.
It was as if he had come back to life. He hurriedly asked, "Immortal Sheep, you... you can?"
[Heh heh.] Immortal Sheep's laugh was hoarse, as though it were keenly savoring its proud disciple being toyed with in the palm of its hand.
"What do I need to do? What