The Small World on the rooftop of Experimental Middle School.
This Small World, with its endless expanse of lush green grass and exceptionally abundant spiritual energy.
It had now become Xiao Yu's home base.
Aside from Yin Bingyu possessing Xing Shi to experience life,
Yin Bingyu spent most of her remaining time here.
"Master Xiao, did you come all this way to see me for something?"
"Yin Bingyu, have you settled into life here?"
"Yes, it's pretty good."
"Let me ask you: if I sent you back to the 'underworld,' would you be willing to go?"
"No."
"Why? It's easier to cultivate there. One year of cultivation is worth decades.
"As a ghost cultivator, once your strength reaches a certain level, you can also reconstruct your body and return from the dead.
"Take you, for example. You've already reached eight hundred years of cultivation.
"Once you pass a thousand years of cultivation, you can form a physical body."
Faced with his questions, Yin Bingyu just kept shaking her head.
"I don't want to go back."
"There's nothing there. You're neither alive nor dead. It's too boring."
"So what if you have a thousand or ten thousand years of cultivation?"
"There's no fighting, no entertainment, no sunshine."
"You're stuck going back and forth in that tiny area, with the same people forever."
"It's like life imprisonment."
"I'd rather be a wandering ghost here and occasionally borrow Xing Shi's body to go shopping."
"Getting a taste of what it's like to be alive is pretty nice."
Xiao Yu nodded.
This was probably what every "wandering ghost" thought.
His questions had been answered.
Those who died with unresolved grievances and became wronged souls or vengeful ghosts
would ultimately all be sucked into some Small World.
In the eyes of these ghosts, that was