But in an instant, a vast surge of spiritual charm energy erupted, filling the entire cave dwelling.
The Wuchang clone narrowed his eyes, revealing an indulgent expression, and said, "After all these years, it's still dragon meat that people can't resist!"
As a ghost deity of the underworld, White Impermanence had always been constrained; indulging in meat today and savoring the taste of Daluo was indeed a unique mood.
Ling Xuzi watched with a smile and said, "When the time is ripe, and the underworld presents its offering, will it not be at your leisure to eat and drink, to taste at will?"
"Your words make sense!"
The Wuchang clone nodded and said, "When the day comes for the underworld to reopen, we ghost deities will surely regain our glory and earn the title of Daluo Ghost Immortal."
Ling Xuzi nodded slightly, then suddenly brought up, "By the way, how much scripture is left? Give me some for trade!"
