"Xijiu, is this the Air Partition skill? Excellent Kung Fu!" praised Si Chen, as he walked closer.
Gu Xijiu watched as he walked closer. She raised her hand and pointed the tip of her sword at him, "Are you a human, a ghost, or an illusion? Aren’t you dead? I’ll kill you if you take another step!"
Si Chen did not know what to say.
He walked towards the tip of her sword and moved it away. He held her hand and placed it on his face, "Come here, feel this, does a dead person feel this warm?"
An hour later, Gu Xijiu finally figured out the whole story. The mussel turned out to have been cultivating its vital energy in the mountains for thousands of years. The place was its underground nest.
The mussel was best at creating illusions for those who had mistakenly entered the place and making them fall into a dream.
