In the entire space, only the sound of Lu Xingyan's barrel, filled with corpse parts, colliding with the ground could be heard.
Yuezheng Yan tried hard to recall everything with consciousness that he had killed in his previous life, and he had never done something like shredding a person to pieces and then picking them back up to assemble their body.
Let alone what Lu Xingyan had just asked him.
Yuezheng Yan organized his words for a long time before he uncertainly asked again, "Senior Sister, what did you say we're raising?"
"Ghosts," Lu Xingyan replied, her tone rising with joy.
"Do we really have to raise... ghosts?" Yuezheng Yan couldn't imagine, in future encounters with other cultivators.
While others brought Spiritual Beasts and Immortal Beasts to the arena, Lu Xingyan would raise her hand and summon an Evil Ghost.
When others took their beasts for a walk, she walked a ghost.