"Please don't bring up the Netherworld Map yet, Master," Lei Dong hurriedly advised. "The Heavenly Devil Lord might dislike Blood Demon's kind as well and, in a fit of anger, strike directly. Also, I have some connection with the Yaksha King over in the Eastern Sea. He owes me a favor. If necessary, we can ask Senior Yaksha King to help."
"The Yaksha King? Good heavens..."
Myriad Ghosts nearly toppled over. He stared at his disciple, his face alight with excitement and disbelief. The Yaksha King was one of the most powerful beings in the world. Ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators were putty in his hands; he could squeeze them round or flatten them at will. And the Yaksha King owed his own disciple a favor... They were set for life. They were really set for life this time.
Under Myriad Ghosts' hopeful, envious, and curious gaze, Lei Dong didn't dare show off. He honestly explained how he'd made the Yaksha King's acquaintance and earned his favor. It was precisely that favor that had landed him in Zhao Prefecture when he was swept away by Sea God's Wrath, nearly costing him his life.
The more Myriad Ghosts heard, the more alarmed he became. Even his earlier elation vanished. He said that, if he had a choice, he'd rather give up the Yaksha King's favor than see his disciple risk his life like that. Still, Myriad Ghosts knew that, in those circumstances, Lei Dong had made the wisest choice available. There had been no other way. If Myriad Ghosts had been in his place, he would have had no choice but to obey as well.
"No, no. You traded your life for the Yaksha King's favor. You can't waste it so easily." Myriad Ghosts shook his head repeatedly. "I'll go and beg