The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 54: Water Ghosts

Afternoon, the sun was at its peak.

The air already carried a hint of summer heat; if a climber walked too long, they would undoubtedly feel parched.

At the foot of Mount Falling Cloud.

A small umbrella stall stood alone.

This was a tea stall, specifically providing tea and refreshments for thirsty climbers.

"According to reports, the celestial spirit is somewhere in these White Cloud Mountains..."

A man sat at a table, expressionless as he gazed into the distance. "Why haven't they come yet?"

Next to him, a tall and thin man said, "Just wait a bit longer; they might arrive soon."

The two men appeared no different from ordinary people.

But if one looked closely, they would notice their eyes were extremely hollow, and their faces displayed a faint bluish tint.

Both were water ghosts from the Falling Cloud River.

Water ghosts lived by rivers.

When a mortal was killed by a water ghost, they would become a water ghost themselves.

To reincarnate, they had to wait for their next target.

Killing that target would grant them liberation.

In this realm of cultivation, a reward mechanism was secretly established for water ghosts.

If a water ghost bound the soul of a high-level cultivator, they could register for a good reincarnation in the underworld.

If lucky, they might even qualify for reincarnation into one of the four major immortal families.

Steam rose from the tea bowls on the table.

However, if they only bound the souls of common folk, although they could still reincarnate, they might end up as pigs or dogs in their next life.

The man clenched his fists, a shadow passing through his eyes. "She is our hope for reincarnation; we must succeed today!"

Yan Jue drove the donkey cart, finally reaching the foot of the mountain.

The sun still hung high in the sky, blazing down.

Yan Jue, dressed in fiery red, wore a wide-brimmed hat and narrow sleeves, holding a donkey whip as she swayed on the donkey.

The sun had made her slightly dizzy, and feeling a bit thirsty, she caught a glimpse of a small tea stall nearby.

Yan Jue hesitated for a moment, then turned to ask, "Shall we go over there for some tea?"

Qi Xianqing, wearing a veil and wide-brimmed hat, glanced over and replied, "Okay."

The donkey cart stopped in front of the tea stall.

A man wearing rough, homespun clothing emerged from the stall, smiling widely. "Ladies, would you like some tea?"

Qi Xianqing silently observed him.

Yan Jue replied cheerfully, "Two cups of tea, please."

The man eagerly agreed and hurried inside to prepare. In no time, he returned with steaming hot tea. "Ladies, I must tell you, this tea was just brought over from Jiangnan a few days ago; it's made from the finest leaves! The tea is refreshing and absolutely delicious!" He handed them the tea.

As Yan Jue looked at the man's face, she paused slightly.

Due to her fox demon nature, her senses were sharper than an ordinary person's.