Underworld.
Death Dominator's territory.
The sky here was dim, and yin energy hung heavy in the air.
Death Dominator brought Wang Hao before a palace, where many pale-faced women stared at him from all around.
Yet their eyes gleamed with gold, as though prisoners had just caught sight of a beautiful woman.
"Who are they!? Why are they looking at me like that!?"
Wang Hao broke out in goosebumps under their stares. He felt that if Death Dominator had not been beside him, his innocence would have been in serious danger.
Death Dominator said flatly, "They are Ghost Cultivators. They want to drain your yang energy dry."
"Female ghosts!"
Wang Hao cried out, feeling that he was simply too handsome for his own good.
It was one thing for women in the mortal world to go crazy over him, but even in the Underworld, he could charm female ghosts.
Death Dominator shook his head. "They are Ghost Cultivators, not female ghosts!"
Wang Hao asked curiously, "Is there a difference!?"
Death Dominator explained, "Female ghosts are souls formed after mortals die. They are drawn into the Eighteen Levels of Hell before being reincarnated. To become a Ghost Cultivator, however, one must abandon the physical body and allow the Nascent Soul to enter the Underworld to cultivate."
"Abandon the physical body!?"
Wang Hao looked utterly bewildered, unable to understand why perfectly healthy people would abandon their bodies for no reason.
Death Dominator continued, "There are many reasons for abandoning one's body. Some have their bodies destroyed and do not wish to possess someone else. Some are hunted by enemies and can only hide in the Underworld for refuge. Others simply want to become Ghost Cultivators..."
Wang Hao nodded and did not ask any further questions.
After all, everyone had their own preferences.