"Yin Bingyu, what are you planning to do from now on? Stay here forever? And there are so many ghosts among you. Even if you don't hurt anyone, what about the others?"
This was how she answered Xiao Yu's questions.
"Don't worry. We could never hurt anyone!"
"Every one of us, myself included, died carrying out missions for our country!"
"It's just that we never completed our missions, and our lingering obsessions were so strong that we became ghosts."
"But how could we hurt anyone? Even if we did, we'd never hurt our own people."
Heroic spirits?
Died for their country?
It wasn't very convincing, but it wasn't impossible either.
Mainly because her cultivation was so high.
Had she been using "cheats" too?
Still, verifying whether she was telling the truth would be easy!
"Take me to see them!"
"Sure. It'll take a little time to gather them, though."
When Xiao Yu saw the multitude of ghostly figures before him, it truly was a spectacular sight.
Yin Bingyu's cultivation was high, making it far too difficult to read her fortune.
But among these ninety-odd ghosts, some had very low cultivation.
Xiao Yu casually picked one of the weakest "century-level" ghosts and read their fortune.
Sure enough, Yin Bingyu hadn't lied.
They had been combat personnel serving their country, and had died carrying out dangerous missions.
They really were "heroic spirits."
Besides Yin Bingyu, there was one other ghost nearly as powerful as her.
Not quite millennium-level, but certainly powerful enough to count as a "Ghost King."
Their appearance had likewise been caused by "disorder in the Heavenly Dao."
A gap had opened in their original location, the place they thought of as the "underworld."
So they had run into the "world of the living" to amuse themselves by playing with