"You're dragging me down with you anyway—why should I let you off easy?"
Chu Tingwei laughed in anger. "If this gets exposed, at worst I'll just keep cultivating and wait to die. But you? Having your soul extracted and refined, along with everyone in your sect, would probably be the least of it. You understand the Embroidered Uniform Guard's methods better than I do."
When the Son of Heaven grew enraged, a million corpses would fall. Given that man's spiteful nature, he likely would not even spare a dog raised by this fellow's sect.
After all, anyone who dared obstruct his pursuit of the Great Dao would have no chance of survival—not even his own son.
"Your Highness, that is not quite right. Since you do not intend to live anyway, why not make up your mind and give yourself to me? We're both heading for death regardless, so why make yourself that person's tool?"
Tang Yu earnestly tried to persuade her. "In that case, wouldn't it be better to make yourself happy? You'd get to enjoy yourself, and he wouldn't get to take advantage of you, right?"
Chu Tingwei merely stared at Tang Yu with icy eyes.
Of course she had considered doing that, but only if someone was willing to do it with her. Men always said that even as ghosts, they wanted to be romantic.
But when it truly came time to become ghosts, they would all make excuses and choose to keep living as men.
Besides, she had to consider her own sect. After all these years there, she had already come to regard the Star Moon Sect as half a home, and she could not bear to implicate them.
"Do not think I lack the courage. I merely believe there is still a sliver of