Shadow Devouring Ghost, Ghost Cultivation Art

"Making a trip to Fengyuan Star Cave turned out to be quite a decent haul."

Lu Xuan held up the white-bone handle of the Soul Guiding Lamp and looked at the ghastly pale candle inside the human-skin lampshade. On the candle, densely packed yin souls were crammed together, leaving not the slightest gap.

Among the yin souls, there was a high-quality soul from a Fifth Grade Core Formation True Person, along with large numbers of various low-level yin entities collected from the black mist of the Abyss Realm. As for flesh and blood, though the quantity was a little small, it was all high-grade stuff—one or two taels were worth dozens of catties of ordinary Demon Beast Meat.

In terms of essence blood, he had obtained the Blood Spring Clam Mother, an Evil Spirit that produced blood on its own, completely resolving the problem of an insufficient blood source.

"Now it's time to deal with you, little imp."

Lu Xuan reached out and drew with his hand, and the Blue-Black Imp that had previously been quietly following behind him revealed itself.

Even though it was firmly bound by that fine net of pure qi, the imp's savagery could still be seen. It kept baring its teeth and grimacing at Lu Xuan, looking as if it would choose someone and devour them.

Its body kept switching between solid and illusory. If not for the fact that the Profound Heaven Pure Subtle Method naturally restrained this kind of ghost creature, it very likely would have escaped the fine net's bonds and fled into the void.

"This little imp doesn't have much else, but it does have quite the knack for tracking."

Lu Xuan could not help sighing with emotion. Ever since he discovered that someone in the Ghost Market was spying on