A living soul referred to the soul of any ordinary mortal or common mountain beast or bird that had never cultivated.
With everyone's abilities, finding living souls was naturally not difficult.
The female cultivator surnamed Qing sent out a voice-transmission talisman. In the short time it took to finish a cup of tea, a young female cultivator hurried over to the group, who were still standing outside the main hall.
"Greetings, Senior Disciple Sisters. I have brought several small mountain beasts."
The young female cultivator stopped before them and immediately bowed in salute. As she spoke, she waved her hand, and several unconscious common mountain beasts appeared before everyone.
With the ordinary small beasts present, Qin Fengming naturally needed to say nothing more. After sending the young female cultivator away, the female cultivator surnamed Qing moved her finger, and one of the small beasts was immediately drawn before her.
Her finger flashed through a spell, and an indistinct soul emerged from the small beast's body.
"I have already cast a spell on this soul and drawn away some of its own aura. It should be on the verge of dispersing. Let it enter Yi Lian Pavilion and see what changes occur."
As the female cultivator surnamed Qing spoke, she waved her hand and sent the small beast's soul into the main hall.
The small beast's soul vanished into the hall, but the female cultivator surnamed Qing did not stop. She continued to act, treating the remaining small beasts in the same way.
"We shall remain outside the main hall and wait for an hour to see whether those souls disperse." After finishing her spell, the female cultivator surnamed Qing glanced at Qin Fengming and spoke directly.
Qin Fengming naturally had no objections to her words. He nodded slightly without speaking.