Xie Qiao felt that this was not an illusion, but a way for the vengeful spirit to vent her anger.
If they wanted to break out of this illusion, she should find this vengeful spirit and see what she wanted.
Moreover, she felt a little tired.
If she stayed in this illusion for too long, she would lose her Yang energy. If the scene was repeated a few more times, she would probably die.
Xie Qiao took out a piece of yellow paper and quickly folded it. In the blink of an eye, a gold ingot made of paper appeared and she placed it in the steward's hand. "This is a gift from me. Can you please lead the way?"
The corner of Zhao Xuanjing's mouth twitched.
'Are you sure this works?'
The Taoist masters were also confused. Folding a gold ingot in front of this ghoul, did she think that he was a fool?!
The steward looked at the gold ingot with a complicated look, then he put the gold ingot away and silently led them to another place.
