"Where is it?" An Nianjiu frowned.
Xuanzhen chuckled, "It's on you!"
"On me?"
An Nianjiu examined his own body; naturally, he wasn't looking at the outside, but the inside.
The Divine General belongs to the Yin Soul, and his body is actually a soul body.
"Ghost Cultivator?"
"It could be, but it might not be!"
"Not?"
Xuanzhen assumed a profound and mysterious appearance, and said, "Golden Light Divine Spell!"
An Nianjiu was taken aback, then fell into contemplation. After a while, he lifted his head suddenly, "You want to use me as an experiment?"
"How can you say that? I just want to help you find a path belonging to the Divine General!" Xuanzhen grinned, but his expression was full of ill intent.
Xuanzhen certainly wouldn't harm An Nianjiu; he genuinely wanted to help An Nianjiu find a path belonging to the Divine General. Of course, he also wanted An Nianjiu to help him verify some ideas.
