"What do you need me to do?"
Ji Xueruo contentedly put away the Exorcism Order: "Tell us everything you know, we have ways to contact the higher-ups at the Exorcism Bureau."
The eldest son shook his head, "I can't say it out loud, if I could, I would have already spoken. I can't just watch you become their prey."
Ji Xueruo furrowed her dark brows, acknowledging the existence of rare skills that must not be spoken of regarding secrets. However, the practitioner usually requires immensely powerful cultivation for support. The strength of the person behind Yui Zhen who imposed such a skill on the eldest son likely surpasses Ji Xueruo's imagination.
"It's alright, just say whatever you can." Ji Xueruo was unwilling to let go of any piece of information.
"Aren't you curious where all the people who've entered the pool over the past fifty-four years have gone?"
