Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 256 Ancient Legends

Manager Cai also realized the seriousness of the matter and said solemnly, "Sir, do you have any specific evidence that you say it is a derivative of the Possessed Ghost Insect and the Parasitic Dead Flower?"

After saying that, he explained, "Of course, I'm not doubting what you said, but we need to verify the existence of the Parasitic Death Flower."

If they exist, the demonic realm is clearly not yet dead.

The Ghost Realm of the Void has been quiet for so many years, and so many years have passed. To this day, these alchemists have never heard of any Spirit-Possessed Death Flower!

Even during the great battle between the Ghost Realm and the Holy Land, the Spirit-Sent Death Flower did not appear. He cannot make a hasty decision, which is why he needs evidence.

Feng Siyue: "We will leave aside the question of whether the Parasitic Dead Flower is produced by the Possible Ghost Realm for the time being, but it has an indelible and unchangeable characteristic."

"The seeds of the Parasitic Death Flower are seven per plant, and the flowers bloom in seven colors: red, yellow, white, blue, cyan, purple, and black. The color change indicates how many times it has parasitized, and there are blood-red water droplet runes on the back of the petals."

At this point, Feng Siyue asked again, "Manager Cai, does the Bai family really have no record of using the Spirit-Possessed Dead Flower?"

Steward Cai smiled wryly, “Sir, I cannot answer your question. I have no right to access many of the family’s books. Perhaps I should report to the family now. If it is really as you say, things will be troublesome.”

He did know that the Floating Ghost Insect evolved into the Floating Ghost Dream Moth, but the Parasitic Dead Flower...

I know nothing about it.

What's more, it's a combination of the swaying ghost insect and the parasitic dead flower.

He was even more clueless.

"it is good."

"Chu Han, Steward Cai, what are you two talking about?"

At this moment, Xuan Li came downstairs.

Seeing her come down, Feng Siyue said goodbye to Cai Zhongxi, "Then let's go back first and wait for Manager Cai's news later."

"Thank you for your help, sir."

"No problem."

The two went downstairs, and Manager Cai upstairs could still hear their conversation.

"Chu Han, what were you two talking about just now?"

"We're talking about ghostly demons."

"Ghostly Demon?"

"Yes, you remember last time..."

As the sound faded into the distance, Manager Cai sighed.

I have a feeling that things are about to change in Qinghe Luozhou.

Zhongzhou.

Near the edge of the Tianzi Snowfield lies an ancient forest that occupies one-seventh of the Central Plains. Giant trees and lone trees rise into the clouds, and a light mist that never dissipates seems to veil it, making it serene and mysterious.

Deep within the giant forest, countless square courtyards and tall pavilions stand, nestled against the mountain, blending into one with the landscape.

The four towers, facing the first rays of sunlight, slowly emitted the soft sounds of early morning.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be: elegant.

Along with the sunlight came a cyan spiritual message.

It landed directly in a courtyard house on the south side of the west. A moment later, a disciple in blue robes rushed towards the seven-story pavilion in the northeast direction with a notebook in his hand.

Finally, the logbook reached the halfway point of the mountain.

In the ancient hall, a pair of sickly, emaciated hands opened it, "Spirit-Borrowing Death Flower... Ghostly Demon... cough cough..."

The young man's weak voice rang out, which made the old man beside him feel very distressed. "Young Master, we can handle this matter completely. Why do you have to go through all this trouble?"

Beside the old man stood a beautifully crafted child, hands on hips, accusing him, "That's right, if you really want to see it, can't I just bring it to you?"

The white-haired, white-eyed youth said softly, "Seventh Elder, Si Lin, I'm not that fragile."

He twitched his fingertips slightly, and a yellowed ancient book fell into his arms. "I have never heard of the Spirit-Swept Death Flower, but I have read about the Ghostly Demon."

Bai Silin's attention was quickly drawn, "A ghostly demon? Brother, is it very powerful?"

Bai Sinian nodded slightly. "Legend has it that in ancient times, after the division of heaven and earth, spiritual energy was abundant, and many life forms were born with intelligence and entered the path of cultivation, including flowers, plants and trees."

"These kinds of spiritual plants are naturally close to the Dao of Heaven, so their path of cultivation is unobstructed. Although the process is slow, they can easily become gods by accumulating power."

"At the time, it was the envy of many races."

"But once living beings in the world develop intelligence, they will have desires, and they will also give rise to good and evil."

“The Ghost Demon is the latter. No one knows what its true form is, because each time it appears in the world, it is always slightly different.”

"They were dissatisfied with their slow cultivation speed and preferred to eat the flesh and blood of living beings rich in spiritual energy to quickly enhance their cultivation. This caused widespread suffering and angered the Heavenly Dao, which then cut off the path to godhood for the Ghost Demon Clan, and even affected the entire Wood-type Spirit Clan."

"Of the ten most powerful ghost demons, seven were exterminated by the Heavenly Dao, and the remaining three fell into a permanent slumber for some reason until now."

Bai Silin tilted his head, puzzled. "Three are asleep? Why didn't Heaven kill them all at once?"

"The existence of the Spirit-Symptom Flower is not written about or mentioned in ancient books."

The young man closed the book, thought for a moment, and said, "Seventh Elder, perhaps we need to meet with Chu Han."

Why would she believe that the Parasitic Dead Flower and the Ghostly Demon are related?

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

Bai Qing waved his hand, and an antique bronze mirror floated in mid-air. A faint golden light flashed across the mirror's surface, and Steward Cai's face appeared in the mirror.

Cai Zhongxi saw the white-haired youth sitting in the mirror and quickly bowed his head, "Young Master."

"Steward Cai, is Chu Han here?"

Cai Zhongxi nodded. "Yes."

He moved the mirror to Feng Siyue's side.

What Bai Sinian saw first was Xuan Li's curious eyes.

This mirror can actually make remote calls?

so amazing.