"Master, are you looking for a ghost cultivator who can scatter beans and turn them into soldiers? What about the Demon Ghost King?" Lingyi asked curiously.
"The Demon Ghost King? What's that?" I couldn't help feeling curious.
"He's a demonic cultivator skilled in controlling the demonic ghost path. That fellow can unleash countless demons, monsters, and ghosts, often catching people off guard. For a time, he fought me to a standstill and nearly beat me." Lingyi muttered.
"He nearly beat you? Is he really that formidable?" Lingyi's mouth was so hard that if she admitted she nearly lost, she had probably already lost.
"Of course! If he were weak, I wouldn't recommend him to you. Do you think I'm that rotten bastard Ye Tianji?" Lingyi gave a smug snort.
"All right, then introduce me to this demonic ghost path cultivator." Is this a case of getting whatever I lack delivered right to me?
Lingyi quickly gave me his location.
While I was pinpointing him, Lingyi also flipped through Ye Daotai's booklet, but she soon crossed out several people in it.
"This one won't do. Neither will this one. You can tell at a glance that they're incredibly weak. And this one—I met him before. He's nowhere near as formidable as the booklet claims! To qualify as a ghost cultivator, they have to be at least as strong as us!" Lingyi raised her head and declared proudly.
I didn't argue. After all, she wasn't wrong.
It seemed I couldn't rely solely on Ye Daotai's recommendations. Sometimes ghost cultivators understood ghost cultivators best. I thought of Jian Beitang.
I hadn't seen her in a long time either. I wondered where she was now.
"Since you say these won't do, you should at least find me some alternatives, right?" I smiled.
"How could