At midnight, Xin Lin and Gui Hu entered Purple Cloud City.
The city was silent.
Once outside De Yue Building, Xin Lin reminisced about the route Zhao Gang and his men traveled a few days ago by carriage.
"There are three routes from De Yue Building to the city gate. We'll split up to search."
Having said that, Xin Lin released the little fox.
The little fox was yawning; though it was a ghost cultivator, it adhered strictly to a regular routine. Xin Lin making it work overtime was bound to draw complaints from it.
But as soon as it caught sight of Gui Hu beside it, it fell silent immediately.
One human, one ghost, and one fox set off down the three paths.
Soon, Gui Hu and the little fox finished searching.
They did not find Zhao Gang's soul element.
Returning to the entrance of De Yue Building, Xin Lin still hadn't come back.
Gui Hu furrowed his brows.
"Shall we go look for her?"
The little fox glanced at Gui Hu.
