Ghost Mother Wuji's courage ran deep.
To break through her realm, she had dared to steal the Ghost King Sect's treasure and head south alone to devour the common people of two countries. She had even dared to infiltrate the Blood Demon Sect alone and run rampant in all directions.
But now, sensing this palm-sized stone statue, she was truly uneasy—more precisely, she was afraid.
A phantom figure emerged, and Ghost Mother Wuji's soul manifested.
Her black hair was glossy and smooth, her waist slender enough to fit in one hand, and her skin deathly pale and delicate. She hid behind Lin Fan, staring at the stone statue not far away with extreme apprehension.
"Master, where did you get it?"
Ghost Mother Wuji's face was full of wariness as she asked cautiously.
Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, but still briefly recounted what had happened when he infiltrated the Demon Vein Desolate Land.
Ghost Mother Wuji cast Lin Fan a resentful glance. Hadn't her own treasure vault been visited in exactly the same way back then?
The same method, the same style.
This master of hers truly did enjoy doing things that could not see the light of day.
Lin Fan felt uncomfortable under her stare and hurriedly cleared his throat. "Tell me everything you know."
Ghost Mother Wuji came back to herself and said quietly, "Actually, I don't know very much either."
"But when I was in the Upper Sect, I once overheard a powerful expert mention a secret—that is... the Source of Taboo."
Ghost Mother Wuji's eyes grew deep and somber. "Master, do you know why I chose to cultivate my flesh and soul to perfection before attempting to break through to the Mountain Splitting Realm?"
"Is there some other secret?" Lin Fan asked.
Ghost Mother Wuji nodded.