As I watched the groups of heavenly gods descend their souls from the sky to capture people, a fat figure walked past me, nearly blocking my entire view. He looked familiar, so I grabbed him. "Hey! Nong Guofu! What are you going up there for?"
"I... I'm just laying the groundwork for you, aren't I? Even in the Upper Realm, there ought to be business to do, right? Well, I've heard about it. Immortal crystals are the currency up there. I need to go up and cause some trouble... I mean, inject some vitality into the market, don't I?" Nong Guofu chuckled, the flesh on his face bunching into folds as he puffed out his chest.
"Fine... fine, but be careful." I frowned. That fellow's cultivation was so low, yet he still wanted to go up. Seeing that Grandma did not stop him from entering, I left him alone. After all, his ascent would certainly lay the groundwork for plenty of deals and information.
Besides Nong Guofu, quite a few others entered along the way. There were Zhao He and Fang Yuewan, that husband-and-wife pair; Li Rui Zhong, Li Qinghe's father; Master Guan Zhengyang; Zhu Yiguang; my security chief Wu Jinchuan; Tao Fengjie, the immortal cultivator from the Ten-Thousand Great Mountains; and Hu Xiaolin from the Western Ghost Gate. They were all people I had brought back later for Yun Qing and the others. There had been no time to say goodbye. I only watched as they suddenly turned back to look at me, before Grandma seized them and stuffed them into the Phoenix-Attracting Coffin. They never had another chance to speak. Perhaps we would never meet again in this lifetime.
Mu Fengbai, Shan Long, Granny Meng, and Grandpa Baishun stayed at the rear. As they organized everyone, they spoke