Grass Spirit Flower Demoness

Inside the cave dwelling, everything was gray and hazy, as though a layer of mist had risen that blocked one's sight. The woman in white stood at the very center of the fog with her back to him, and it was impossible to tell what she was watching. Her silhouette was exceptionally graceful, her white robes highlighting the exquisite curves of her body.

Yet when the woman gave a soft giggle and slowly turned her head to greet Ye Tian, she revealed half a deathly pale face. The contrast with her scarlet lips was stark. Her stiff, wooden eyes did not even contain a trace of black pupils, and they stared blankly at Ye Tian in a most chilling manner.

Ye Tian calmed his mind and focused his breath, realizing that he might have fallen under some illusion that had caused him to see this eerie ghostly thing. He had not intended to pay the female ghost any heed, but without warning, he suddenly took a heavy step forward, intending to break cleverness with force and walk straight out of the illusion. Yet to his surprise, as his step landed and spiritual energy surged around him, it not only failed to disperse the hazy fog but instead made that ghostly creature cover her mouth and giggle.

"Could it be that you believe yourself to be within an illusion?" the woman giggled. Yet her voice remained as mournful and desolate as ever, utterly at odds with the smile on her face.

Ye Tian immediately stopped. After a moment's thought, he realized that he was not inside an illusion. Looking down, he saw that beneath the woman's feet was the white flower that had bloomed earlier. In other words, the one within the illusion was actually the woman.

"Putting on airs. I