"Dad! What are you saying? If you keep this up, I'm going to ignore you!" Bi Yao stamped her foot and glared "fiercely" at the Ghost King.
Seeing that his daughter had suddenly stopped leaving, the Ghost King knew she had grown shy after hearing his words. He did not bother with it much and simply grabbed her wrist, then flew toward Sanfu Town.
"Dad! What exactly are you trying to do?" Bi Yao was a little frightened by the Ghost King's behavior.
Could my father have gone mad? Bi Yao eyed her own father up and down suspiciously, guessing to herself.
In the Ghost King's eyes, Luo Yunji was a top choice in every aspect, whether it was his background, cultivation, backing, appearance, and so on. Acacia Sect, Longevity Hall, Azure Clouds, Two Mountains, Sanfu Town—every force connected to him was not to be underestimated.
Although Longevity Hall was a little uncertain, and he did not know whether Yuyangzi would remember Luo Yunji's life-saving grace, when the Ghost King had gone with Luo Yunji to the Wildlands Divine Temple some time ago, Yuyangzi's attitude toward Luo Yunji had been very much worth pondering. Moreover, with Acacia Sect and Ghost King Sect faintly supporting Luo Yunji from behind, as long as Yuyangzi was not too stupid, he would make the correct choice.
If Luo Yunji did not dislike power, then whether it was a mortal dynasty or a cultivation sect, either would have been in his pocket.
Others might not know clearly, but as the Ghost King who had watched Two Mountains and Sanfu Town built up brick by brick and stone by stone, he knew the details of these two forces all too well, perhaps even better than Tian Buyi did.
There were not many sects in the cultivation