Ruxue Ning's help caught me off guard. I never expected that even a ghost could have such principles.
"Exactly. Why won't you let him follow the two of us sisters? You must be planning to run over and kill him as soon as everyone pulls out their needles! Do you really take us for fools?" Han Yao was displeased.
Although I was more than happy to see Fu Qingyun and Zu Yun come rushing over to kill me—it would suit my plans perfectly—the two female ghosts suddenly standing up for me still left me deeply grateful.
"How could that be? I'm an Earth Immortal. Why would I kill a Dao-Inquiring cultivator over something like this?" Fu Qingyun's aged face grew slightly stiff. He had indeed intended to do exactly that, but having it exposed made him look terrible. Chi Tou Zhen Hua.
"Hmph. It had better not be. Then arrange the positions for pulling the needles now, so no one gets tricked later," Han Yao said with a cold snort.
Fu Qingyun's face turned livid. As for Zu Yun, he had plenty of schemes up his sleeve, and immediately said, "I think it would be better to put him in the central position, wouldn't it? That way, everyone can stop arguing over this. What do you say?"
"Nice try. If he pulls out the needle, won't he be left at your mercy? He had to conceal the demonic aura just to find a few points. If he can't stand at the outermost position, then all his immense contribution will go to waste, and with his cultivation, won't he be doomed?" Ruxue Ning refused to give in.
Fu Qingyun and Zu Yun both frowned. They had never expected me to be protected by two Ghost Immortals. Fu Qingyun immediately said, "Isn't