Ghost Head promised to help me three times whenever I needed it.
I knew he had to be feeling awful inside.
He had failed to get what he wanted—to get rid of me and become the Ghost Valley inheritance bearer.
Just as Ghost Valley had said, he could never become the inheritance bearer.
Because I cultivated the Dao of Reincarnation. As long as I died, I would enter a new cycle of reincarnation. And if I did not die, he would likewise never obtain everything he wanted.
I understood that better than anyone.
Especially since the power of the Chaos Yin Yang Bead was not something that could be fused so easily.
That thing recognized its owner.
Besides, Guiguzi, that old man, had always excelled at scheming. He was the one who schemed against others; there was absolutely no way anyone could scheme against him.
His methods were endless. He was laying out a grand game—a chess game, but also a game that would decide his life or death. It might even concern the lives and deaths of many more people. There was no way he would allow the one inheriting his teachings to ruin it.
And was Ghost Valley's sudden appearance not also Guiguzi's arrangement? Of course, Ghost Valley might have come because of the bond between us. But who could say that this bond had not been calculated by Guiguzi long ago?
"All right, I'm leaving. I hope you'll keep your promise and help me hold off that old man once he makes his move."
After saying that, Ghost Head turned and left.
He had lost his earlier high spirits. On the contrary, he looked deeply dejected.
Ghost Valley did not call after him this time. Everything that needed to be said had been said, and none of