As Daoist Wu Wei spoke, Mountainside Li and Butterfly Orchid's expressions both changed.
Back in Tian Qiu Valley, a single Ghost Immortal Corpse had caused them so much trouble. Yet now, a living Immortal was sitting right in front of them.
"You're an Immortal?"
Bai Zhi frowned slightly as he looked at the Mechanical Taoist before him.
"But as I recall, Ghost Immortals usually carry extremely severe contamination."
"Ghost Immortal... that is quite an apt term."
Daoist Wu Wei nodded.
"It seems you know quite a bit about us. That's right. As time passes, we Immortals of the Present Age accumulate countless impurities and contaminations upon ourselves. It only grows worse with time, which is why beings like us must stay out of sight and usually keep to ourselves."
"But you don't have any contamination on you right now."
"That is precisely why I sought your help."
Setting down the tea bowl in his hand, Daoist Wu Wei sighed.
"You saw it yourselves when you arrived. The Millennial Dao Sect is utterly silent. My Millennial Dao Sect once had several million people, but as of today, fewer than a thousand can still move about."
"Fewer than a thousand... What happened to everyone else?"
Butterfly Orchid could not help but ask.
"...They all became Living Dead."
After a moment's hesitation, Daoist Wu Wei gave what he considered a fairly fitting answer.
"Uh... what do you mean by Living Dead?"
Butterfly Orchid suddenly found that she could not understand.
"They are still alive, yet at the same time, they are dead. As for what exactly happened to them, this old daoist knows nothing at all."
As he spoke, Daoist Wu Wei lightly swept his sleeve to the side.
With that motion, a girl in a Green Dao Robe, her eyes tightly shut,