671 The Ghost Lord's Despair!

Ye Qin left the cabin, where Huangfu Binger was already waiting on deck.

"Husband, what do you make of this?"

Huangfu Binger asked through divine sense. She did not believe that Qingqiu Li, the nine-tailed spirit fox, could be dismissed so easily. Her suggestion that Qingqiu Li seek another body on the Southern Demon Continent had merely been a way to avoid a deadlock and give everyone a way out.

"I don't know what she plans to do next. Perhaps she simply doesn't want to draw the attention of other demon sages, so she has compromised for now and made no move."

Ye Qin shook his head and replied with his spiritual sense, "Our safety now is only temporary. We still have four or five years before reaching the Southern Demon Continent. Who knows whether she might change her mind and stir up trouble along the way?"

"Husband, what should we do next?"

"For this period, stay by my side and don't give her an opening... If she does manage to invade your body, your current Nascent Soul Realm cultivation cannot contend against her demon spirit at the demon sage stage. You can only abandon your body and have your Primordial Spirit enter my sea of consciousness to take shelter. No matter what, preserve your Primordial Spirit. Only then will you have a chance to turn defeat into victory and reclaim your body."

Ye Qin said.

"Mm!"

Huangfu Binger nodded.

Ordinary cultivators relied on their physical bodies to obtain vital essence. Once they lost their bodies, they could no longer receive replenishment of vital essence and would be unable to continue cultivating. They could either become ghost cultivators and turn to the ghost path, or exhaust their vital essence until their Primordial Spirits scattered.

But the Purple Mansion space within