Ghost King Takes a Bride!

The elderly man in the Taiji Daoist robe was Master Jiuxuan, whom Feng Yiyi had mentioned.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly and asked, "Girl, have you truly decided to do this?"

Feng Yiyi nodded without hesitation. "My sister and I were born as twins. Now that her body is gone, I can share mine with her!"

Master Jiuxuan sighed softly.

"Actually, I can extract her soul and place it in a new body."

"Though it would be far inferior to her original body, it would still be simpler and safer than having two souls share one body!"

Feng Yiyi nodded faintly, the resolve in her beautiful eyes unshaken.

"Master, my mind is made up. Let us do it this way!"

Master Jiuxuan shook his head with a smile.

"Worthy of being Western Madman's daughter. Your temper is truly exactly like your old man's!"

There was no disdain in his words. Instead, they carried a hint of admiration.

Since ancient times, one soul in one body had been the best state of existence for all humans.

The body was like a vessel, with the soul guiding it.

If two souls occupied one body, they could easily fight each other for control of it, and the unforeseen dangers involved were impossible to predict.

Thus, seeing Feng Yiyi so resolute, Master Jiuxuan could not help but feel admiration for her.

Feng Yiyi smiled faintly, then gazed affectionately at the grave mound before her.

Forty-nine days ago, she and her elder sister, Feng Xiaoxiao, had left Pear Blossom Island for a secret realm trial in Chuiyuntian.

During the journey,

they had encountered disciples of the Supreme Golden Palace throwing their weight around. Not only had they tried to seize the treasures of disciples from other sects, but they had also sought to abduct the