"Have you been lying to me all along?" Mo Lin questioned the white-haired ghost.
"Not entirely. The Wind-Calling Talisman is real. Without it, you can't leave here.
The Mirror Beast is also real.
The Nether Marriage is real, and there's genuinely a Ghost Temple outside."
The white-haired ghost retorted to Mo Lin, "Aren't you curious about how the people outside know about this place?
For example, how do they know there's a secret to immortality here?"
Mo Lin immediately understood, "It was you, spreading rumors outside, wasn't it?"
Even if Mo Lin were foolish, he would have guessed the truth.
"That's right, you're really smart," the white-haired ghost praised Mo Lin.
Of course, to Mo Lin, this was complete sarcasm.
If Mo Lin were truly smart, he wouldn't have been tricked into coming here.
"Come in."
A seductive female voice rang out.
An invisible force pushed Mo Lin into the palace.
Right in front, there was a golden lounge chair.
