Qu Jianlei was startled when he heard that. "Absolutely not!"
Ghost cultivators had never had a positive image in Chinese legends.
Of course, good and evil had nothing to do with cultivation methods, but judging by how many souls filled with negative emotions the other party had collected, he was definitely not benevolent.
Most importantly, "Too much contact with these souls will affect the purity of your Mental Strength."
"It's like the Soul Searching Art." Qu Jianlei raised a hand and sent another Thunder Dragon straight at an A-rank soul.
"Why don't I recommend using it frequently? Because if you use it too much, you'll be affected too."
Struck by the Thunder Dragon, that A-rank soul immediately stopped tearing at the Thunder Net and began twisting incessantly.
From the shape of its fluctuations, they could even vaguely sense that it was letting out a pained wail.
At the same time, that mass of Mental Strength was dissipating at an astonishing speed.
"Interesting." Paranoid also launched a Thunder Dragon, hitting another A-rank soul.
As he attacked, he spoke. "I thought the difficult part was collecting them. There are hidden dangers too?"
That soul also twisted painfully.
The two chatted while attacking, looking utterly relaxed.
But both of them knew perfectly well how dangerous this situation was.
If the two of them did not know Electromagnetic Art, and Old Lady Jia and Qinghu had come instead, the consequences... would truly have been impossible to predict.
Qu Jianlei spoke gravely. "Conserve some Inner Breath. Be careful in case he has another trump card."
"Understood," Paranoid replied casually, raising his hand to fire another Thunder Dragon. "I'm a combat genius."
Though he had lived neither human nor ghost for two hundred years, during those years when his body and mind had been normal, he