The inquiry fell, and Luo Xiran did not immediately respond. In the silent black fog space, there was a moment without any sound.
Seeing the other's silence, a sharp glint flashed across Lou Ji's eyes:
"Elder Luo..."
"It's not merely a Yin Ghost."
Luo Xiran suddenly spoke, his voice quite complex, "If it were just a Yin Ghost, given the herbal medicine inventory of the Prime Minister's Mansion and our understanding of medicinal theory, there should have been a chance to refine a dose of Life Reversal Liquid for him before his body became completely irreversible. But this time, in addition to the Yin Ghost, his body is also mixed with a Demonic Ghost."
Yin Ghost...
Lou Ji suddenly remembered the violent and crazed aura she had sensed on top of the Xuanying Attic and, with her red lips slightly parted, quickly asked in a low voice:
"Are you talking about that wooden blade?"