After entering Lanruo Temple, Ren Ze headed straight for the room where his Psychic Power sensed several faint points of energy. If they were ghosts, such weak energy shouldn't be able to cause much trouble. They would be perfect for testing the waters.
The moment he entered the room, the rotten stench that hit him nearly knocked Ren Ze unconscious. Could anyone live in a place like this? Ren Ze was no pampered young master, but even he couldn't help frowning at the sight of the surroundings.
"There isn't even a rag or broom... Hey, why not try Psychic Power?"
Thinking it, he did it. Ren Ze carefully controlled his Psychic Power to envelop the dust in the room. It worked! Before long, he gathered all the dust into a huge ball and tossed it out the window.
"Damn, why does this little trick feel so familiar? Is this why immortals are said to be untouched by a speck of dust? Does that mean I won't need to bathe anymore?"
Ren Ze looked at the freshly cleaned room, his imagination running wild.
Soon, Ren Ze turned his attention to the attic. He wanted to see what the demons and ghosts of this world were really like. These ghostly things that felt like total pushovers would be good practice.
"Get down here! Let me see what the hell you are!"
Ren Ze sent a mass of Psychic Power at one of the faint clusters of light he sensed. There was barely any resistance before he dragged down a desiccated corpse. Perhaps having caught the scent of a living person, its arm stubbornly reached out to grab Ren Ze.
"You poor thing. Even the Zombies from Resident Evil would only look like you after starving for decades. How pathetic. I'll put you