What happened proved that my trick worked. The legs began to pace anxiously. And, as the smoke engulfed them, a human body started to form above the pair of legs.

Of course, that upper body was made of white smoke.

His face was bearded as he wore something similar to the loose-sleeved robe from the Qin or Han Dynasty. There was a sword at his waist, so I assumed he was a warrior.

The spirit dwelling in the Ban Liang coin was that of a warrior.

The smoke seemed to provoke him as he stared and walked toward us. I immediately patted Yin Xinyue’s shoulder, signaling her to use the peach wood stick to counterattack. At the same time, I grabbed a handful of refined salt, ready to throw it at him.

However, the warrior seemed scared of us. After hesitating for a while, he changed direction, walking toward the wall clock.

Everything happened in just the blink of an eye. He vanished into thin...