Li Weiyi was curious.
Since she possessed the "Guangming Xingchen Shu", why did she not reclaim the lost lands of the Ghost Realm when she was at the peak of her cultivation?
He did not ask.
Yuyaozi had already stepped into the Clear Sound Pavilion.
Li Weiyi followed her in and found her standing under the eaves of the main hall, bathed in the mottled sunlight.
She suddenly said, "What exactly is the relationship between you and the Mist Master? Is she a living being now, or a departed spirit?"
"When the Grand Palace Master finds her in the future, you can ask her yourself. Even if I answer you now, you will not believe it."
Li Weiyi always maintained a certain guard against Yuyaozi and did not speak of the uniqueness of his bloodline.
Yuyaozi seemed to be muttering to herself, "She gave you a wisp of her origin soul. Moreover, your souls are intertwined in a very strange way. I truly cannot understand why she would do such a thing."
A chill ran through Li Weiyi's heart.
He did not know if Yuyaozi had secretly investigated him or if she had sensed the state of Chan Hai Guanwu's soul wisp within his body with her unfathomably profound spiritual sense.