If Yun Chao and Feng Qi had been there, they would surely have recognized him as the male cultivator who had used other people's lives as bait to buy himself a chance to survive, then abandoned two companions in succession when he ran out of bait.
Seeing the cultivator in Vast Righteousness Sect robes running blindly like a madman, Yun Huanling stepped forward to stop him.
"What are you running from? What happened?"
Qiu Jian ducked behind Yun Huanling, but even then, he could not stop trembling.
Yun Huanling gave him a suspicious look, then glanced twice in the direction he had come from. There was clearly nothing there...
"Quick... get out of here. Take me with you... leave." Qiu Jian was so tense that even his jaw had gone stiff, and his words came out in broken, disjointed fragments.
As if Yun Huanling would listen to him. "Explain yourself. What exactly happened? You're not going anywhere until you tell us!"
"A ghost... I saw a ghost! A vengeful ghost formed from condensed resentful qi!!!"
Su Jiu studied him thoughtfully. That claim might not have been a lie. This place was a breeding ground for sinister forces; there was nothing strange about a cultivator's soul being nurtured into a resentful spirit here.
"You mean that vengeful ghost is blocking the way ahead?"
Qiu Jian nodded frantically. As though recalling something terrifying, his face went pale, and he could not help shrinking his neck into his shoulders.
Su Jiu looked Qiu Jian over. "You're a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, and you can't handle one vengeful ghost?"
As though the question had wounded his pride, Qiu Jian immediately flushed. "Even an out-of-body cultivator can't necessarily handle a vengeful ghost."
"Did you fight it?"
He nodded hastily. "Of course."
Su Jiu nodded. "Then