As Lu Ran began begging for handouts everywhere.
The Undead Church Master also left the Star-Moon Continent and reached an isolated island at sea.
He came to a grave, stood there for a long time, then said, "Brother."
Faint black mist spread over the gravestone, and a ghostly phantom appeared.
"Speak."
"I want a Soul Key that can open the Land of the God-Chosen. I need to borrow your soul's power."
"Isn't it still too early?" the ghostly phantom asked.
"This time, I want a Soul Key that can temporarily unlock access."
"Hmm?"
"I've taken a disciple. I want to strengthen his soul."
"A disciple? You took a disciple?" The ghostly phantom looked at his younger brother in surprise.
"Yes." The Undead Church Master chuckled. "He's a prodigy with astonishing talent for Necromancy. He resolved the drawbacks of Undead growing by devouring souls."
"Then he truly is a prodigy. Can he be trusted? Is his background clean? Have you investigated him?"
The ghostly phantom asked question after question.
"With a genius like this, why worry about so much? As long as he can bring Necromancy to greater heights, neither my fate nor the Divine Church's matters."
The ghostly phantom fell silent for a moment. "You..."
He sighed repeatedly, quite helpless when it came to this younger brother of his.
"You can know someone's face without knowing his heart. If you're going to take a disciple, I still hope you'll take one who can be like a son to you. You never married. Your life has already been hard enough to this point."
"I only want to accomplish what you couldn't, in your stead, Brother," the Undead Church Master said slowly.
"Besides, although I haven't investigated him deeply, this new disciple of mine seems to be a decent person."
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