"Elder, if we weren't returning to the sect, why were we still lingering in the Solitary Bamboo Kingdom?"
Lü Zheng looked at the crumbling City God Temple around them and asked his question.
"Because this game in the Solitary Bamboo Kingdom isn't over yet."
"But Elder already said that our Longevity Sect was withdrawing from the Solitary Bamboo Kingdom and would no longer involve itself in its affairs."
"Yes, the Longevity Sect is withdrawing, but I never said I was withdrawing too."
Su Che flicked a finger.
Several yin spirits flew out from Su Che's sleeve.
Lü Zheng shuddered as he looked at those pale faces.
He had thought himself tempered through a thousand trials, yet he had never expected—
"Uncle Wu, Uncle Bai..."
They were the ghosts of Wu Duan, Bai Shijian, and the others.
These newly dead ghosts had yet to stabilize their bodies, and their minds were even more muddled. One by one, they opened their eyes and looked around in confusion.
Su Che swept his sleeve, sending out another stream of yin energy that circulated once through their bodies.
Nourished by that pure yin energy, their ghostly bodies immediately solidified.
Raising a finger, Su Che hastily wrote several spirit talismans in the air. With a lift of his hand, he sent them directly into the bodies of Wu Duan, Bai Shijian, and the other ghosts.
As though acted upon by some force, the ghosts before him dropped to their knees.
"Thank you, Nether Lord, for the grace of remaking us."
After that bow.
Their eyes gradually cleared, and they remembered what had happened before.
"You are all ghosts who died violent deaths. Your ghost lifespans will not be long. If you cannot cultivate, you will become vicious ghosts and bring disaster upon your kin."
Su Che