The leader of the Qingyan Sect, the ghost who called herself Aunt Tian, looked to be in her forties or fifties. She held a long sword and had the bearing of a major sect leader. Who would have thought she had actually cultivated herself to the level of a Ghost Emperor in the mortal realm?
However, no matter what one did, one had to offer courtesy before resorting to force. I couldn't simply attack and kill her the moment we met. So I suggested, "I want to move all my disciples back to the Netherworld. Aunt Tian, you're a Ghost Emperor-level existence yourself. Don't you know that ghosts aren't allowed to remain in the mortal realm? If we ran into a sect like the Taiji Sect, or even the Confucian or Buddhist sects, they'd surely disperse us completely, wouldn't they? I'm the City God of the Dalong County City God Office. I can give your entire sect a good place to settle. It would be best if you were willing to follow me down there. That would spare you disputes with the surrounding sects and other ghost sects. After all, according to what your disciple said..."
Unexpectedly, Aunt Tian interrupted me with a cold laugh. "What Daoist sect? Buddhist sect? Confucian sect? Ha, how laughable! The eight Ghost Emperors in every direction of this land are all invincible heroes. How could you, a mere Dao-Seeking cultivator, compare with them? Seeing your cultivation, I should give you a welcoming gift for passing through here, but your words are so arrogant. How could I, Aunt Tian, let you leave so easily? I've already ordered all the sects to release their messenger talismans. As long as I hold you back for a while, they'll surely capture you in one fell swoop. By then,