Little Taotie didn't see corpses all over the ground, nor did she see those Spiritual Bodies; she only saw a monk almost fully materialized standing in the center of the ancestral hall.
Little Taotie wanted to hug the big tail, but embraced nothing. Feng Qi turned around and retracted the tail, turning her paws into hands, completely looking like an ancient costume beauty in red, leaving no trace of her fox form.
Little Taotie hummed slightly in grievance, but due to the presence of an outsider, she did not act spoiled or demand Feng Qi to bring out the big tail.
Little Taotie tilted her head, looking curiously at the monk, her childish voice full of doubt: "Uncle Monk, are you a Spiritual Body or a living person?"
He was too materialized, making it hard even for Little Taotie to distinguish.
The monk, kind and gentle, smiled and said, "This humble monk is neither a Spiritual Body nor a living person."
