At the sight of Lin Fan remaining expressionless, Ghost Mother Wuji suddenly stepped forward and said, "I have a way to make him talk."
Although she was a Soul Body, her hair was black and sleek, her skin pale and delicate, and she exuded a mature aura.
Lin Fan's eyes shifted slightly. "You'd better be telling the truth."
"I wouldn't dare deceive my master."
The next second, another Soul Body appeared.
His face was gaunt and withered. He glanced at Lin Fan, then looked toward Ghost Mother Wuji and said, "A loss is a loss."
"If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want information about the Upper Sect, you'd better find another way."
Lin Fan's brows furrowed, but soon relaxed again.
Ghost Mother Wuji stepped forward and giggled coquettishly. "Senior Kumu belongs to the Xiao Shan lineage of the Upper Sect. But as far as I know, your lineage is also in a dire situation within the Upper Sect."
"Becoming the master's Soul Slave would at least leave you a sliver of hope. If you vanished into smoke and dispersed here, you'd have nothing left."
"I know Senior Kumu isn't afraid of death, but after painstakingly cultivating for over a hundred years, would you really be willing to die and have your cultivation vanish into thin air?"
The Soul Body drifted about, hesitation appearing on his face. He seemed to have been swayed somewhat.
Ghost Mother Wuji smiled sweetly and said, "I'm only a junior, but I heard of Senior's illustrious reputation long ago. You once led the Xiao Shan lineage in suppressing all directions for the Upper Sect. Yet now that you've fallen into such a state, do you really think the Upper Sect will swiftly avenge you, or will that crowd take advantage of