The Lunar Moon Lord's Spirit Servant... Victoria's expression immediately turned strange.
Ling Jun, unable to hear the resentful spirit's whispers, noticed the odd look on his older lover's face and quickly asked, "What did it say?"
Victoria glanced at him. "It claims to be the Lunar Moon Lord's Spirit Servant."
"L-Ling Tuo, that bastard... Even dead, he still refuses to let me go?" Ling Jun's face changed drastically. Instinctively, he wanted to call for help and summon the Taiyi Sect elders to fend off the enemy together.
He beckoned behind him, intending to have the cat on the sofa bring him his phone.
But Victoria stopped him and chuckled.
"In your Seventeenth Brother's eyes, you're not even as important as one of Yuanshi Tianzun's fingernails. As for your threat level, you're about the same as the cat in this room."
In other words, the resentful spirit had not come to kill anyone.
Ling Jun breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously probed, "What did it come for?"
Seventeenth Brother was sinister and cunning, his methods unfathomable. He could not let down his guard.
Victoria looked at the Spirit Servant beneath the streetlamp and communicated through the mental fluctuations unique to resentful spirits, asking:
"What is your purpose?"
The Spirit Servant beneath the streetlamp swayed like a black shadow, its voice hoarse and eerie. "Before entering the Spirit Realm, my master instructed me that if he met with misfortune there, I was to take Young Master Ling Jun somewhere."
Victoria asked, "Where is this somewhere?"
The Spirit Servant's body wavered beneath the streetlamp like a shadow, its voice cold and sinister.
"You are not qualified to know. If Young Master Ling Jun refuses to come with me, I will use force."
Victoria's pretty face turned solemn. She looked at Ling Jun,