Heart Soul

"Wait, Brother Xu. Do you really think I can't see your situation? Even with this white banner, once you leave this realm, how many battles do you think your current body can endure? Would it really be a bad thing to have me at your side? Rather than let someone else get the realm tokens in your hands someday, why not trade them for my protection?"

Though the old ghost was anxious, he hadn't lost his wits.

He knew perfectly well that to make the exchange, he had to figure out what the other party wanted.

If a few realm tokens wouldn't do, then he'd offer a guarantee of safety.

He didn't believe Xu Yi was so foolish that he'd turn down the offer.

No matter how many treasures or blessings you had, if you wanted to enjoy them, staying alive and existing came first.

Sure enough, Xu Yi stopped and turned around. "Not a bad idea. I agree."

The old ghost's foot slipped, and he nearly fell from the pillar of water dozens of yards high.

"Old ghost, don't get too excited yet. I haven't finished speaking. Since you came up with this idea, you can think of a way to earn my trust first."

Xu Yi said with a smile.

He didn't dare let his guard down for a moment around this old Pill Cauldron Sect Daoist, who had been willing to seal himself away for hundreds of years just to steal Jiang Hentian's corpse and its benefits.

The Ghost Master was terrifying because of the age of his hoard and the depth of his accumulated resources.

The old ghost was terrifying entirely because of his wits and ruthlessness. If he could be that vicious to himself, there was probably no limit to what he'd do to others.