Miss Zi Ming's face was deathly pale. She pointed at the Tongming Mirror, and the blood-red membrane slowly descended, standing about the height of a person. Netherworld Water flowed gently across the blood membrane, making it resemble a mirror.
"Young Master Xiao," Miss Zi Ming said, "come closer and silently envision the person you wish to find. That person's face will appear upon the Tongming Mirror! It may even reveal her circumstances in the Netherworld!"
"Yes!" At this point, how could Xiao Mao still doubt that soul artifact, which clearly had nothing to do with a mirror? He walked devoutly before the blood membrane and opened his eyes wide. Though Xiao Hua stood some distance away, his gaze too was fixed tightly upon it, hoping to discover something within!
Unfortunately, after roughly the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, green light flashed across the entire blood membrane. Then it shone like a bright moon, enveloping Xiao Mao's entire face...
Only after another half-cup of tea did the green light dim and the blood membrane gradually reappear. Behind that green light, Xiao Mao... was weeping bitterly.
"Young Master Li," Miss Zi Ming said without changing expression, continuing to give her instructions in an orderly fashion, "it is your turn!"
"Good!" Li Zongbao replied. Though his expression remained calm, his voice was clearly trembling, as though he had awaited this moment for a very long time.
Xiao Mao stepped back and hurriedly patted his hand against his storage bag, taking out a jade slip. He sat cross-legged, utterly indifferent to everyone around him as his divine sense entered it...
Li Zongbao walked to where Xiao Mao had stood. He too opened his eyes wide and stared fixedly at the blood membrane. Before long, green light flickered and enveloped