"What? You want me to go back in? It took me so much effort to get out!" Official Zhao said unhappily.
"Heh, either way, you've already waited several hundred years. To you, the time now is no different from waiting a moment—you'll be free soon enough. Just endure it a little longer. But don't forget: when our Seven Great Immortal Sects arrive, open the gates of Yin-Yang Abode for us from the inside." I sneered.
"What? You want me to be a spy too?" Official Zhao's face instantly went pale. But then, perhaps remembering that she could act independently, she seemed eager to give it a try.
I wasn't worried that she would refuse to work undercover—or simply escape. After all, the Substitute Ghost Gu I had fused with earlier was my double. Our bones were broken, but our sinews remained connected. For her to evade the senses of someone in the Nine-Yang Realm like me, she would probably have to be somewhere like a spatial tunnel.
Official Zhao had gotten the benefit and still pretended to be aggrieved, putting on an extremely hesitant expression. But when she saw me watching her the whole time, and under the long-standing pressure of my authority, she seemed to understand what I was thinking. She could only pretend to agree reluctantly. "Fine. I'll help you one more time, you brat!"
I immediately explained to Official Zhao how she was to pretend to emerge from my talisman paper, struggle to escape, and then bargain with me—the plan was to expose most of the secrets of the Antarctic Immortal Sect in exchange for her freedom.
I also instructed her to reveal even the information about how to enter the Antarctic Immortal Sect, and to fabricate the fact that the Seven Great Immortal Sects had already