Xu Taiping had been about to bring this up, so he nodded emphatically and said:
"Yes!"
As he spoke, he pressed a finger to the center of his brow, then drew a Divine Soul Mark out of it.
Seeing this, Blade Ghost extended his hand, palm open, and said:
"Just put it in my palm."
Xu Taiping asked no questions and placed the Divine Soul Mark directly into Blade Ghost's palm.
Then, through some unknown Divine Ability of Blade Ghost's, Xu Taiping's Divine Soul Mark suddenly manifested as a phantom image hovering above his palm.
The scene within that phantom image was none other than the one Xu Taiping's Lotus Eye had deduced.
When he heard the little girl in the scene say she wanted that jar of water delivered to Xu Ziyan, Blade Ghost suddenly knitted his brows tightly and said:
"Water? Could it be Meng Po Soup?"
At those words, Xu Taiping, too, abruptly came to a realization and said:
"That's certainly possible!"
Old Daoist Huang murmured:
"If only we knew where these ruins were."
At these words, both he and Xu Taiping beside him turned their gazes toward Blade Ghost.
As though he had not noticed their gazes at all, Blade Ghost continued staring unblinkingly at the phantom image before him without a word.
Only when the phantom image had gone completely dark did Blade Ghost raise his head and look at the two of them with a solemn expression.
"I did once see a complete view of the Netherworld Yellow Springs within a piece of moonlight stone."
Hearing this, Xu Taiping and Old Daoist Huang were both surprised and delighted.
With those words from Blade Ghost, there was hope of finding the little girl.
At that moment, Blade Ghost frowned and said:
"Don't celebrate too soon."