After Bai Zhi'er finished speaking, Jing Jia gave a gentle smile.
She reached out to stroke her daughter's hair: "Silly child, you must be overthinking it. The reason I say those little lustful hungry Ghosts are nothing, not worth our attention, is because for us immortals, subduing them is very easy."
"But for the Demon Lord, finding them is not an easy task. Their aura is very similar to Demons; even if the Demon Lord sends Demons to search, it will still take time. Besides, this group of lustful hungry Ghosts has thoughts of its own. They abduct girls and then hide deep in the forest; of course they'll leave their scent everywhere, that's to mislead the Daoists."
"Naturally, it will also confuse Feng Fuce, but he only needs time to investigate their location. I'm sure that these past few days he's simply been busy, nothing more."
After hearing Jing Jia say this, Bai Zhi'er felt much better.
"I really was just making wild guesses," she muttered.
