"Master, since you've finished refining all your Magic Treasures, why not go straight to the Ghost Spirit Sect and wipe them out?"
"Although your cultivation has fallen a little, Hanqing has also recovered to the peak of the middle stage. If you joined forces, no one in the Heavenly South could stop you, Master."
Hearing this, Lu Shang unhurriedly poured himself a cup of tea and leisurely drank it.
"That's true, but you haven't transferred your spirit yet, have you? This is a good chance to look for a suitable Demon Beast at the trade fair."
"Oh? Are you really doing this for me, Master?"
"Of course... not."
"Finding a Demon Beast for your spirit transfer is just something I'll do along the way. The main reason is that I knew that bastard from the Ghost Spirit Sect who has a grudge against me would definitely be going. It's the perfect chance to give him a good torturing."
"So that's how it is. I thought you'd finally learned to cherish jade and tender blossoms, Master."
"What does an artifact spirit like you need with being cherished like jade and tender blossoms? Besides, I've always treated women tenderly. Otherwise, who knows how many I'd have killed by now?"
"You only show that tenderness to Wen Siyue and Zi Ling, Master. I've seen it myself. You never paid any attention to that pretty Mei Ning, and if Mu Peiling weren't close to Wen Siyue, you probably would have searched her soul long ago."
Lu Shang flatly denied it. "Bullshit! I'm a righteous cultivator. How did I become some evil cultivator who searches souls and refines spirits at the drop of a hat in your eyes?"
Silvermoon could not help laughing at his words.
"Really, Master. When you slaughtered the Fu family, you