See? There was no such thing as a million spent for nothing.
Ren Ye suppressed his excitement and gently guided him. "Little Tongtong, don't rush. Sense it bit by bit and lead us there."
"Okay."
Within the Consciousness Space, the Nether Mountain Ghost Child Statue glowed faintly, and a young child's voice asked tentatively, "Boss, could you... could you let me out?"
Ren Ye was startled. "Oh, you can come out?"
"If you activate the bronze statue, you can draw my Yin Soul out for a short while, but I can't go too far from it." Little Tongtong struggled to put his words together. "I... I'm one with the bronze statue."
"Oh, let me try."
Ren Ye immediately focused, extending his perception and trying to sense the tiny Yin Soul inside the bronze statue bit by bit.
Whooo-!
A moment later, a chilling gust of ghostly wind swept through the corridor, and the spectral outline of a small Yin Soul appeared before Ren Ye.
Yin Tiger instantly sensed the Yin energy, his hair even standing on end. "What is that?!"
"Stop freaking out." Ren Ye rebuked him quietly. "I called someone to help us."
"Huh?!"
Yin Tiger blankly glanced around. "Where's this person you're talking about?"
"Shit, are you blind? He's right in front of us."
"Am I blind, or have you gone crazy?" Although Yin Tiger couldn't see anything, he was ridiculously bold. "I don't see anything. I only sense some incredibly powerful Yin energy."
At the doorway, a little boy who looked about three or four stood right before Ren Ye, wearing a Red Bellyband and sporting a Fuwa hairstyle.
He was chubby and stood barefoot on the floor. His little face was fair and clean, his features delicate. He looked like a porcelain doll, utterly adorable.
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