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"Also, Xuanxuan said she sensed a faint trace of ghostly qi on Tang Ming. It’s so subtle that unless you’re focused, you won’t pick up on it," Xia Yue added.

"Ghostly qi?" Wen Ziyin and Xia Xi exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, ghostly qi. Xuanxuan has confirmed this multiple times. Oddly, in the four days prior to our trailing him, there was no ghostly qi. The ghostly qi was on him for just one night and by the next day when we went to find him again, Xuanxuan said the ghostly qi had disappeared," Xia Yue said, nodding earnestly as she spoke. The spiritual cat in her arms affirmed this with a nod of its own.

"If that’s the case, there are two possibilities. Either the ghost he’s interacting with is weak, hence the ghostly qi on him is faint and barely noticeable, or the ghost’s powers are so highly developed we might not be a match for it. They must have mastered control of the ghostly qi to such an extent that Tang Ming only picked it up through physical contact. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been affected," Xia Xi frowned, hoping it wasn’t the latter scenario.

"Is it that serious?" Xia Yue asked, noting Xia Xi’s furrowed brow.

"Yes, a ghost which can control ghostly qi to such an extent is basically invincible. Even the underworld’s ghost messengers are helpless against it. Only one of the Ten Kings of Hell could potentially defeat such a creature. But unless the world is on the brink of destruction, the Kings won’t intervene," Xia Xi explained further, nodding.

"I don’t think we should be so pessimistic. If the ghost really is as powerful as you suggest, but doesn’t let its ghostly qi harm Tang Ming, it might not be such a malevolent ghost. If we each mind our own business, we might avoid having to confront it. Our priority should simply be completing our mission," Wen Ziyin attempted to lighten the tense mood.