The grand priest swept a sleeve through the air, and a white jade bed slowly rose up from within the pool in the palace.0

Weeping Soul was laid down onto the bed, and there was no movement in her chest, nor was there any aura emanating from her body. It was as if she was a perfectly preserved corpse.0

The grand priest strode over to the bed, then lifted the hood of his cloak to reveal a set of flawless, youthful features. However, his skin was deathly pale, giving him a rather unhealthy appearance.0

He examined Weeping Soul's body momentarily, following which he requested, "Please remove the puppet restrictions you've placed upon her, Fellow Daoist Han."0

Han Li nodded in response before making a hand seal, and a ball of white starlight appeared over the palm of his hand before roaming over Weeping Soul's body from head to toe.0

With each acupoint that the ball of light passed through, a white bone needle would break out of her skin before being plucked away by Han Li.0

After...0