The fire in the aluminum basin blazed fiercely as Yue Qingqing tossed the purchased yellow paper and foil paper ingots into it.
The flames, imbued with her and her senior brother's Spiritual Energy, emitted strange colors.
"Being attached to my classmates will not allow you to transform from ghosts to living souls, and persisting in this way will only make it harder for you to reincarnate. I implore you to leave swiftly."
Though Yue Qingqing had a youthful face, her voice was clear and resonated in the cramped basement room.
The others exchanged glances and decided to trust this cultivator.
After all, the power Yan Sinian had shown was enough to scatter their souls.
And that girl... she looked like a good person and probably wouldn't deceive them.
The light of the Rebirth Mantra swirled inside the room, and amidst the curling white mist, several ghosts gradually departed.
