I pondered for a long while before asking in a deep voice, "I saw you walk into the wedding hall holding Arena's hand. At that time, didn't you realize Arena wasn't the real one?"

"No!" said the Yan Yu Lou Master. "At that time, there wasn't the slightest change in her aura."

"It wasn't until we were about to complete the wedding ceremony that I discovered the change in her aura."

I asked again, "Then, what makes you so sure that Arena is in Yan Yu Lou?"

The Yan Yu Lou Master said, "It's a feeling. I trust my feelings."

Wang Xiaohuan subconsciously said, "Could you be mistaken?"

The Yan Yu Lou Master said unhappily, "My feelings never err."

I raised my hand to stop Wang Xiaohuan, who was about to speak, and said to the Yan Yu Lou Master, "There's a legend that says: as long as a pair of men and women with the Mandate of the Emperor and Empress enter, they can switch you and Arena out. This legend..."

The Yan Yu Lou Master sneered, "It's just a legend, how can it be taken seriously?"

I hesitated before saying, "The Feng family and you..."

Before I could finish, the Yan Yu Lou Master interrupted, "This isn't something you should be asking."

"In short, the Feng family has nothing to do with Arena's disappearance."

I tentatively said, "If I find Arena, can you lift the curse on the Feng family?"

The Yan Yu Lou Master was silent for a moment before saying, "That matter can be discussed later."

I didn't insist. Instead, I directly told the Yan Yu Lou Master, "Don't forget our agreement."

"I have always been true to my word. However, you need to find her quickly. After the storm arrives, this city will be submerged. If you still haven't found Arena by then, your death will be at hand." The Yan Yu Lou Master disappeared after leaving only those words behind.

Butcher Wang said, "Li Po, what do you think is the likelihood that Arena is hiding in Yan Yu Lou?"

I shook my head slightly and said, "Hard to say!"

As I walked down from the city wall, I said, "Since Zhu Zining has come, she won't just sit idly by and wait for us to take the bait."

"Whatever happens in a moment, don't act rashly. I still need to confirm a few things."

As I spoke, I had already walked to the open space below the city wall. There were nearly a hundred tables placed there. Each table was filled with people, but the people at the tables had long since turned into corpses, sitting in the endless drizzle of Yan Yu Lou, waiting for someone to unlock the secrets of Yan Yu Lou.

I walked around to a table and looked down at the corpse sitting there.

The corpse had long since turned pale from being soaked in the rain, but it hadn't decayed. The wine glass in its hand was still raised in mid-air. The rain falling from the sky filled his wine glass and then dripped down his wrist onto the table. The solid wood tabletop had been pierced through by the rain.

I raised my hand and waved it in front of the corpse's eyes. The other party actually moved its eyeballs. I didn't know if it was water or tears, but liquid flowed from its eye sockets.

I tentatively asked, "Can you speak?"

The person pleaded, "Yes, can you kill me? Let my soul be scattered! I've been sitting here for hundreds of years. Kill me!"

I asked, "I want to know Arena's whereabouts."

The person instantly went mad, shouting like a lunatic, "How many times have I said it? I don't know, I don't know..."

"That madman, the Yan Yu Lou Master, asked me again and again where Arena is!"

"How would I know?"

"When we couldn't answer, he nailed us here, drenching us day and night."

"He deserves not to find Arena!"

"I curse him to never find Arena for all eternity!"

The person roared hoarsely, "Kill me! Quickly! If you don't kill me, I'll curse you too."

"Kill me—"

The sound of the corpses wailing throughout the courtyard was like forcibly moving a corner of hell to the mortal realm. The resentment, enough to make one's heart palpitate, spread through the open space like a mist stirred up by the rain.

This was the curse of those dead souls upon us.

"I don't think you've had enough rain." I sneered, pulled out the Soul-Chasing Cord, and lashed it at the person in front of me.

The chain, carrying a gust of wind, tore the corpse in front of me to pieces, but the other party's soul was sitting properly in front of the table.

I held the Soul-Chasing Cord in one hand and shouted, "Badger, release the lamps and slowly burn them for me."

Wang Xiaohuan hesitated for a moment before releasing the White Lamps. When the blood-red lamplight shone on the ghost, flames actually ignited on its body.

Strings of flames danced fiercely on the other party's body, but they couldn't burn away its soul.

This was equivalent to Wang Xiaohuan lighting a Yin Fire on them that couldn't be extinguished or kill them.

If we didn't let go, this ghost might have to endure hundreds of years of burning without dying.

Before the ghost could start cursing, I lashed the Soul-Chasing Cord at several other corpses, "You want me to kill people? I won't. You can continue to sit here!"

"The Soul-Scorching Yin Fire can only burn for twelve hours. After twelve hours, you'll be drenched in rain for another twelve hours. Then, the fire will ignite on your bodies again."

"I'll see how long you can endure?"