Ten!
Next, he needed ten Spirit Light Threads.
That was the next threshold in cultivating Night Rain Sword Art.
The little girl, Jingzhe, and Qianqian all turned to look at Xu Yuan.
"If I'm not mistaken, Yiyi's father left all of this for her, didn't he?"
Jingzhe spoke.
"Yes," Xu Yuan said.
"It feels full of meaning, as though the Commandery Princess's father wanted her to master this Sword Arts," Qianqian said.
They all nodded.
The little girl's face grew even redder.
She hadn't practiced this sword art at all!
"Well, well, look at these gems. I haven't even seen some of them before." Jingzhe went over, crouched down, and examined the gems closely.
Xu Yuan was more interested in the Battle Armor. "And this armor really is made for a child. Yiyi, your father put a lot of thought into having a suit made just for you."
The Battle Armor was good. Perhaps with it on, and riding the Dragon, she would not have to fear attacks from Ghost Entities so much.
"But..."
The little girl hesitated.
"He said I could see him again."
She took Xu Yuan's hand and swung it back and forth, almost as if she were acting spoiled.
"Then... can you release enough Spirit Light Threads again?"
"Of course."
Xu Yuan agreed readily and spread his hands.
Ten Spirit Light Threads flew from them, flashing with bursts of golden light.
Inside the Grand Hall.
Countless rays of light converged, forming an image.
Countless Ghost Entities had overrun the Mortal Realm.
They Devouring souls.
When every soul that existed had been eaten...
They began devouring one another.
Across the land, the Ghost Entities dwindled.
But each time their numbers fell, those that remained grew stronger.
At last.
Every Ghost Entity was gone.
Only the final one