The psychic eye can see the obsessions of all living beings, but it cannot see through the centuries-old sect of the master. Qingwu went down the mountain with a gluttonous bag to collect ghosts. Every time he saved a fierce ghost, the blood lines on his wrists became darker - they were the ghost-feeding contracts drawn by the master using her blood and bones. When the ghost king Xie Wujiu borrowed her body to drink a cup of wine, the memories of his past life came flooding back: the heavenly master who sealed him thousands of years ago was himself after hundreds of reincarnations. In this life, she had to dig out her psychic eyes with her own hands, because those eyes locked the most ferocious ghost in the three realms - the jailer who fell in love with the prisoner. She crushed her psychic eye and turned it into a thousand soul-inducing lamps: "It turns out that what needs to be overcome is never ghosts, but the obsessions trapped in people's hearts."
