Tang Xian'er didn't mind, twisting her hand and taking out a silver needle from her sleeve, Chen Xuantian reminded her,
"Strike her Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian Dubi acupoint, below the knee bone."
Tang Xian'er nodded, directing Qi Manipulation to launch the needle, which instantly arrived. The single needle resembled silver light pouring onto the ground, causing the female corpse to reflexively knee jerk, falling to the side. Even the ancient zither she was holding let out a "ding-dong" sound as it fell to the ground, resonating far within the Immortal Tomb.
Chen Xuantian listened intently; everything seemed normal, without disturbing any Faceless Celestial Demon. The few Immortals didn't rise as if faking death, which brought him a sigh of relief.
Tang Xian'er saw his cautious and ready-to-escape demeanor and found it amusing, tapping her toes lightly to glide through the doorway.
"There are no ghosts inside, why are you so nervous, afraid of the dark?"
