"Life is filled with charming flowers and fragrant flowers, there are also ugly and stinking swamps, but whether it's flowers or swamps, they are experiences that can enhance ability," Yang Qinglan whispered in her ear, "The key point is, these techniques we can learn, this is the purpose of the ga to send us back to the past—to draw from past knowledge and allow ourselves to grow."
Li Qianxia nodded, her aversion to the matters at hand lessened a bit.
"Lan," the old nun said after purifying the malice, walking over with a young nun.
"Are you hurt?" Yang Qinglan asked.
"We're fine." The old nun shook her head, while the young nun looked at Yang Qinglan with adoring eyes.
"Has the Qi already dissipated?" Li Qianxia curiously asked.
"It hasn't completely dissipated, but it's not affecting us," Yang Qinglan felt vaguely, relying on her nun identity, "If it was like glass left on the beach before, now it is like the traces left by seagulls."
"Oh," Li Qianxia understood.
"Lan," the old nun said sternly, "to eliminate the Face-Stealing Ghost, we must concoct the Heart Potion."
"Face-Stealing Ghost?" Li Qianxia once again fell into confusion, "What exactly is that monster?"
The creature hadn't made a move, rely turned the centaur and hidden-blade spider into ghosts.
"It's a type of ghost; it targets beautiful won and steals their faces."
Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan: "It's all your fault."
"Yes," Yang Qinglan nodded.
"...Shaless."
Ignoring Li Qianxia, Yang Qinglan looked at the old nun and asked her, "What is the Heart Potion?"
"You have been studying holy techniques, once you enter the monastery, you will gradually understand this knowledge. The Heart Potion is concocted using the 'Heart of Sumr,' 'Wind's Heart,' 'Heart of the Startled Bird,' along with 'Holy Blood,' creating a pharmaceutical that can cause corrosive destruction to ghosts."
"Heart of Sumr? What are all these?" Li Qianxia didn't understand at all.
Sumr and wind and hearts?
The young nun by the old nun's side, seemingly trying to capture Yang Qinglan's attention, hurriedly said:
"The Heart of Sumr is the heavy rain from an early sumr morning; the Wind's Heart is the dead leaves carried away by the wind; the Heart of the Startled Bird is... is..."
Getting looked at by Yang Qinglan, her brain heated up, and she couldn't rember.
"It is the heart of a bird startled by an arrow," the old nun added, "Holy Blood is the blood of a virgin who has never been in love."
The young nun sneaked a glance at Yang Qinglan, worried about embarrassing herself.
The old nun went on to say, "The Wind's Heart can be from last year, the Heart of the Startled Bird is readily available, Holy Blood has Lan and Phil—" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs noᴠelfire
Li Qianxia also sneaked a glance at Yang Qinglan.
She was a virgin, but whether she had experienced love or not...
"—only the Heart of Sumr must use fresh rainwater from a heavy rain within three hours."
"Don't you have ready-made potions?" Yang Qinglan asked.
The old nun shook her head, about to say sothing.
"Face-Stealing Ghosts are rare," an old demon hunter ca over with young demon hunters, "This type of demon only takes interest in the most beautiful faces. I've traveled with many female companions in my lifeti and have never encountered one, so ordinary people don't carry the Heart Potion intentionally."
"And it's too late to go back for the potions now," the old demon hunter continued, "We must hurry to Monroe Park imdiately, before 4 AM on July 15th, to prevent Edison from turning into a vampire."
"We can only hope that one of the days—the 13th or the 14th—has heavy rain," the old nun said anxiously.
The old demon hunter cracked a smile, without a hint of amusent.
"On stormy days, so demons can also co out during the day."
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