What Qin Fengming had said earlier about releasing the old man surnamed Wei had carried some risk.
Although he still appeared to possess the cultivation of the late Ghost Commander stage, the old man surnamed Wei had long since become certain that he was a Great Cultivator in the Ghost Lord realm.
With even the slightest revelation, the Yellow Dao Sect would certainly grow wary. Even if they could not be sure whether he had restrained his cultivation, they would still capture him to determine the truth.
Given Qin Fengming's mind, he naturally would not have been unprepared. Although he would not kill the old man surnamed Wei for the sake of keeping his promise, if the old man truly left, he would inevitably use certain methods to bind him, then employ secret arts to erase anything unfavorable to himself from the man's memories.
But now, that step could be omitted. Since the other party had already sworn a blood curse and was staying by his side to take his orders, things could not have turned out better.
As the saying went, one more friend meant one more road. Qin Fengming was certain that everyone had some use.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, since you've already sworn a blood curse to obey this humble one's commands, this humble one will no longer hide the truth from you. Let me show you my true appearance so you can recognize me." Looking at the old man before him, Qin Fengming raised a hand. A gentle surge of energy emerged and helped him up. Then he spoke. As he did so, his face had already returned to its original appearance.
"Ah, Senior was disguised? I truly never would have guessed. I never expected Senior to be so young."
Seeing Qin Fengming reveal his true appearance,