The Ghost Emperor's Fancy
"Heh heh heh! I never expected to find someone who shared my path. Since you understand my cultivation method, you should know that I'm not someone you can afford to trifle with—"
Hearing Li Xiao's words, the Ghost Emperor looked over proudly. But when he reached the word "with," he found he couldn't force it out.
Because he had seen Li Hongyi beside Li Xiao.
In an instant, he froze.
To everyone else, Li Hongyi was nothing more than a beauty. But to the Ghost Emperor, she was far more than that—she was the perfect, incomparable partner for cultivation.
Of course, given the Ghost Emperor's youthful mindset, a cultivation partner was merely an aid to cultivation. Nothing more.
After all, his mind was only fourteen years old, and he hadn't yet completed the inheritance of their Ghost Country. He still had to be killed four more times before he could be considered an adult.
Just thinking about it made his skin crawl.
That had been the case before, of course. But now things were different.
Li Hongyi's appearance had given the Ghost Emperor hope that he might avoid being killed.
And that possibility was far more perfect than any fortuitous encounter or secret treasure.
So this time, he decided not to act.
The Ghost Emperor let out a strange laugh and said icily, "Heh heh heh. I've changed my mind. That Blood Demon old ghost got what he deserved. Dead is dead. As for the dignity of my Western Ghost Country, I think I can make up for it somewhere else."
As he spoke, his green hat suddenly stirred. Countless tiny blood-red bugs flew out and surged toward the crowd.
"All you Ghost Kings, heed my command. The people on my side are off-limits, and so