บท 154: Willing to Serve You as My Master

Zan Ling was immensely surprised, for the immortal sect had long been closed, and there were no more cultivators in the mortal realm.

Yet this woman possessed a trace of spiritual power flowing within her, and Zan Ling used hand seals to force her out.

If the immortal sect had not closed, this woman would have surely been taken as a disciple by a celestial sect.

"I mean no offense, I merely wish for you to release the soul you have taken," said Nanli politely.

Zan Ling sneered, "She offered her own soul in exchange for a taste of sweetness, this has nothing to do with me…"

Nanli raised her gaze, emanating a chilling aura, and said, "Your strength as Zan Ling is weak. With a single talisman from me, I can easily disperse you. I was being courteous when I spoke to you earlier, but do not mistake yourself for being formidable."

After all, the hairpin was a failed treasure, far from being a genuine one.

Otherwise, it wouldn't casually snatch the souls of mortals.