This....
Xu Yuan's blood-red pupils stared intently at the woman's face, his mind instantly flooded with numerous disjointed thoughts.
The woman in front of him, who seemed to be sleeping—or rather, the female corpse—had a face almost identical to the cold and noble countenance of 'Luo Xiran' when she first appeared.
However, upon closer inspection,
compared to the ghostified Luo Xiran above, the eyebrows and eyes of the female corpse in front of him lacked a few strands of sharp coldness, instead possessing a bit more gentle softness, like water.
Xu Yuan was certain that the woman appearing before his eyes had never been mentioned in the Cangyuan Chronicles.
Indeed, the 'Luo Xiran' above had utilized the editing ability of ghostification to craft for herself a human shell with nearly perfect proportions, but in the end, it was still a mass of flesh composed of blood and meat.
And the dignified female corpse sitting cross-legged before him...
