Treasured Manuals and Secret Tomes

As he spoke, Ancestor Hongjun had already walked toward the door.

Qin Xi kept looking at Daoist Yangmei, who had been sitting there all along as if none of this had anything to do with him, and said, "Don't you need to think it over yourself? Where exactly did you see that kind of manual or secret text, and where did you hear about an ability that could turn a soul without a physical body into one's own?"

Daoist Yangmei had been like a bystander the entire time, listening to Qin Xi and the others talk. He had not expected the blade to suddenly be pointed at him.

But he really had heard of something like this before—just a passing mention—and he could not remember where. After all, he usually wandered all over the place, and he truly could not recall where he had heard those words.

He looked at Qin Xi and said, "I really can't remember this thing, and I don't have any classics on this subject. If I did, I would definitely have some impression of it."

After saying that, he continued to think very seriously about whether there were any books of this kind among his possessions.

But after thinking it through, there truly were none. Qin Xi looked at him and said, "In any case, since you provided this clue, this matter will definitely be handed over to you to resolve next."

Daoist Yangmei was someone who particularly hated trouble, and Qin Xi knew that too. Daoist Yangmei's entire face began to darken miserably.

He looked at Qin Xi and said, "But I really don't have the slightest clue about this."

Qin Xi looked at Daoist Yangmei's anxious attempt to shirk responsibility and said to him, "In any case, you were also seriously injured by