Lin Changqing flatly refused. The mighty beings at the pinnacle of the Primordial World, those old monsters who had existed since ancient times, were not easy to deal with!
Each and every one of them was deeply calculating. A single sentence could hide ten schemes. There was no way he could agree!
But Ming He's Good Corpse didn't take it to heart. He only smiled and shook his head.
"Young friend, you overstate things. You and I share the great karmic cause of becoming a Sage. All I did was help you break through a little faster."
"Besides, the Blood Sea isn't mine. Anyone can come."
As Ming He spoke, Lin Changqing inwardly grumbled.
Anyone could come? That was easy to say, but were there any other living beings in the Blood Sea besides him?
They were all just afraid of Ming He. Not a single person had actually come here to seek an opportunity.
Still, he couldn't say that outright.
"Senior, I haven't been back for tens of thousands of years. I miss my master very much, so I really can't stay long."
"Please forgive me, Senior!"
As Lin Changqing spoke, he cupped his hands toward Ming He once more.
But just then, another phantom flickered, and a figure appeared below the mountain peak.
"Hmph!"
"Brat, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! How dare you defy this Ancestor's orders!"
Sure enough, one was playing the good cop and the other the bad. Ming He's Evil Corpse stepped forward, making Lin Changqing furrow his brows.
But at that moment, Ming He's Good Corpse waved a hand.
"Never mind. If you don't want to go, then don't."
"The opportunity there isn't something an ordinary person could obtain, anyway."
As the Good Corpse spoke, the Evil Corpse simply sat