"No. I'm busy. We'll talk tomorrow." I was displeased. Was this great demon looking for trouble? My injuries had yet to recover, and now it was stirring things up again.
"Heh heh. Her Majesty the Queen said that if you don't behave, she'll eat your maid, Flesh Immortal." The demon beast spoke coldly as it looked around, seemingly searching for Shang Wanqiu.
"Fine. I'll agree to your demand as long as my companions remain safe." I gritted my teeth. I had no choice but to follow the ugly demon up toward the mountaintop. Along the way, a crowd of ghost cultivators saw me being led away and turned pale with fright. Sun Chongyang and the others immediately sent messages asking what was happening. After I told them not to worry, I turned and left.
The mountaintop was not exactly funnel-shaped. It had once been remodeled into countless small and large rooms. Following the demon, I flew into a fairly large stone palace. As soon as I entered, I saw the female beast lying there, while the male beast sat majestically nearby, looking as though he had never been injured.
"May I ask what this is about? We agreed that I would have three days to transform my body. You've come looking for me already. Are you trying to shorten the time I have to transform into an immortal body by another means?" I acted extremely displeased. The female beast's forehead and the bridge of her nose creased slightly, and she looked just as unhappy.
The palace was rather crude, but its floor was covered with a thick layer of animal fur. The fur was dazzlingly golden and as huge as an entire house, which showed how precious it was.
"You're different from them. You bear all the Flesh Immortals here,"