At that, the two women's expressions suddenly shifted.
The Black-Clothed Girl said, "Oh no, this is bad. The power supporting our arrival in this world is almost exhausted."
The White-Clothed Girl hurriedly said, "Ghost King, you must be careful."
Gu Qingshan asked, "Careful of what?"
"The situation is complicated. It's hard to explain right now," the Black-Clothed Girl said gravely.
The White-Clothed Girl shot her a glare, then said, "To be honest, we don't really understand what's going on either."
The Black-Clothed Girl glared back at her younger sister and said, "Neither my sister nor I have much ambition. I like playing cards, and she likes cooking. In short, we both hope to keep living peaceful lives. But those cultivators all have their own agendas, and the gods of Yellow Springs each have ambitions of their own. Once they learn you're the Yellow Springs Ghost King, someone will definitely try to deal with you."
"Why would they deal with me?" Gu Qingshan asked.
The two women looked at him meaningfully.
The Black-Clothed Girl said slowly, "Think about it. The dead across all Eighteen Levels of Hell in Yellow Springs have to obey your commands. How do you think the gods in the Ghost Gates, on the Bridge of Life and Death, along the banks of the Forgetfulness River, and in the Reincarnation Hall feel about that?"
Gu Qingshan was taken aback.
The White-Clothed Girl picked up where she left off. "We're bound together, for better or worse. We're on the same side, so we're with you. But that doesn't mean everyone else is."
Their forms gradually turned transparent and faint.
They turned back, grabbed the souls possessing the two women, waved to Gu Qingshan, and prepared to leave.
At last, the White-Clothed Girl looked at him and said softly, "You