"I don't know about that."
The old woman helplessly shrugged. "I can't quite understand the specific mechanism either, but the thing you brought out must be able to help you—if you don't understand it, just keep it for now. I believe you'll be able to use it soon."
"...Okay then."
Huai Shi put away the item, saying somewhat nervously, "Actually, my main purpose in coming here wasn't for this."
"The Phantom from yesterday, right?"
The old woman nodded knowingly, clearly having seen the Mountain Ghost Stigma on Huai Shi long ago, which made Huai Shi breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes filling with expectation.
"Such a hassle. If only Utopia were still around, we could have sorted it out directly by crossing the Rainbow Bridge through time—"
Scratching her head, the old woman pondered for a long while, then suddenly snapped her fingers.
The scenery outside the window changed abruptly, as if they had arrived before a snowy mountain.
