What did it mean to lose the lady and the troops as well? This was exactly that...
It was clear that greed truly was intolerable; knowing where to stop was genuinely important.
If Snow Robe Lady had not pushed Wen Jiong too far, she could have easily obtained the "Blood Refining Chapter." Combined with the opportunity she had seized from the Ghost Head Infant, perhaps after cultivating in seclusion for a while, she could have become a major power in her own right.
Yet in a moment of greed, she had lost herself entirely.
"I see." Lu Zheng nodded. "Brother Wen, your injuries are quite severe. Why not remain in the Yang World to recuperate before returning?"
"Thank you, brother Lu, but there is no need." Wen Jiong shook his head. "Now that Snow Robe Lady is dead, I need not fear other ghosts coming to attack me. I will not trouble you all any longer. Once my injuries have healed, I will come visit again."
Wen Jiong rose to his feet and cupped his hands in farewell.
"The Blood Refining Chapter." Lu Zheng pointed at the human-skin scroll on the table as a reminder.
Wen Jiong shook his head with a smile, then swept his hand over the table before him. Six identical human-skin scrolls appeared beside the "Blood Refining Chapter."
"By good fortune, Wen spent nine years gathering the complete Hui Ming Seven Classics. But I am dull-witted and unable to comprehend them fully. Since Sister-in-law is also a ghost deity, perhaps she could help take a look."
Wen Jiong smiled at Lu Zheng and Shen Ying. "Once I have recovered from my injuries, I shall come seek instruction in cultivation methods from brother Lu and sister-in-law."
Lu Zheng's brow twitched. "Brother Wen..."
Wen Jiong cupped his hands.