"You needn't concern yourself with how we divide it. Linghu Xiang, if you don't want to die, hand over the Phoenix Feather, and we can still count you in," Hao Jinghai said.
"Exactly, exactly. Old Ghost Hao is right. Linghu Xiang, there's no way you can keep it all for yourself. Hand it over, and we'll discuss how to divide this Phoenix Feather. Everyone who sees it gets a share." The black-robed man laughed in a raspy voice.
"Hmph, Xiang Guiqing, you Ghost Dao people look like humans and ghosts all rolled into one. You really are lingering spirits that refuse to leave. Why do you turn up everywhere?" Linghu Xiang glared at the black-robed Xiang Guiqing.
"What's wrong with looking like a human and a ghost?" Xiang Guiqing stretched out his withered hands and examined them. "It lets me live a little longer. Besides, since everyone calls me Vengeful Ghost, I have to look the part."
"Old Ghost Xiang, you call that appearance good? Just looking at you gives me the creeps," the old man whose eyes glowed a spectral green said gravely.
"Wolf Demon, you're hardly any better. You look neither human nor beast. I'd say you're worse than a beast," Vengeful Ghost Xiang Guiqing retorted.
"Enough. Let's get down to business. Xiang Guiqing, Zhong Tianlang, now that you two are here as well, we'll have to discuss this properly." Hao Jinghai waved a hand.
Zhong Tianlang was, of course, the name of the man nicknamed Wolf Demon. He belonged to the Monster Dao.
"We're certainly open to discussion. What do you propose, Deputy Hall Master Hao?" Zhong Tianlang asked with a smile.
Everyone looked at Hao Jinghai, who turned to Yang Hengchang and said, "Elder Yang, do you very much want the Phoenix Feather?"
At these words,