What If I Can't Die?

"Arrangements? I think you gave her away as a gift. Without a person to support her, she became goods for you to trade?"

Song Shi sneered.

This was not too surprising.

Bai Xiaoqin was still too weak and beautiful. It would be difficult for her to control her own fate.

Without his support, it was normal for her to be sold against her will.

"No, I asked for her opinion. As a ghost, it's definitely better to follow the Ghost King than me."

Wang Xilian denied.

"Blood-robed Elder, look, Elder Wang didn't do it on purpose. Why don't we forget about this matter?"

Old Man Nightmare mediated.

"That's right. She's just a maid who has just entered the Qi Refinement realm. Why do you care so much?"

Elder Wang pretended to be relaxed.

"She's mine. It's up to me to make the arrangements. Are you worthy of her?"

Song Shi's expression was arrogant as he retorted fiercely.

Bai Xiaoqin had fallen to such a state because of him and the Song family. She had followed him for a period of time, and he, Song Shi, was not as heartless as some old monsters. Naturally, he could not ignore her plight.

Wang Xilian's face was ashen, but he didn't dare to retort. Otherwise, the Spear above his head would immediately smash down.

"Get up and take me to the Ghost King you mentioned!"

Song Shi kicked Wang Xilian.

"You must be joking. Don't you know that the Spirit Land is a space for ghosts to survive? If living people go there, their lives will be in danger."

Wang Xilian's eyes widened, "At most, I'll help you inform them or get the sect master to open a Teleportation channel for you to communicate directly."

"Lead the way!"

Song Shi stabbed the golden spear beside his thigh. "Or I can kill you and turn you into a ghost first. That way, you'll be suitable to go to the Spirit Land."

Wang Xilian swallowed his saliva. He felt that Song Shi was not joking.

If he did not go, he might really be killed.

He did not want to lose his physical body, so he could only stand up resentfully. "Actually, it's not a big problem for us Golden Core cultivators to take a walk in the Spirit Land as long as we're careful."

Old Man Nightmare took his leave tactfully. "Since the two of you are going to the Spirit Land, I still have something on, so I won't follow you."

Seeing that Old Man Nightmare was about to slip away, Wang Xilian hurriedly said, "Hey, Elder Nightmare, didn't you want to go to the Spirit Land to find a special type of Spirits last time? Since it's on the way. After we're done, I'll help you find them."

But Old Man Nightmare ignored him and ran away.

He was just a guide and did not want to get involved in their matters.

Wang Xilian's face darkened. He had to face this demon alone now. Thinking of his opponent's achievements, he felt immense pressure.

"Come on, why are you dilly-dallying?"

Song Shi was impatient. He wanted to see what was going on in the Spirit Land. Perhaps he could die a few more times and get a ten consecutive lottery draw.

Wang Xilian flew towards the ghost pit with a bitter expression and started free-falling.

Song Shi had returned to the pit again. The grayish-black fog was surging upwards. There were dense chains in the central area that connected to the surrounding rock walls, as if they were sealing something.

Among them, ghosts could be seen floating from time to time. However, these ghosts were all part of the array and were not free.

"Could this array formation be used to seal the Spirit Land?"

Song Shi observed all the way and plummeted one hundred thousand feet in one go. The lower he went, the wider the diameter became.

After passing through the darkness, he saw a large number of ghost flames at the bottom, illuminating the densely packed ghost shadows.

As the ghostly wind blew past, Song Shi could sense his Nomological power barrier trembling. It was slowly being corroded by the ghostly wind.

Although the speed of corrosion was not very fast, it was constantly eroding.

Song Shi was like a light in the night, attracting pairs of malicious eyes.

Greed, hostility… Song Shi felt that many gazes on him from people who wanted to kill him and eat him.

On the contrary, Wang Xilian was quite at ease. He felt like a fish in water.

He became more confident and glanced at Song Shi from the corner of his eye. "Blood-robed Elder, your powerful blood qi will easily attract the covetous eyes of ghosts. Are you sure you want to continue?"

BANG!

Song Shi slapped the fellow and sent him flying. He said unhappily, "If there's something wrong with your eyes, go and treat it. It's not good if your eyesight is bad."

Wang Xilian spat out a mouthful of blood from the powerful slap. He bent his body and recovered his body. "I take back what I said just now. The Blood-robed elder is extraordinary. What are mere demons and monsters compared to him?"

He coughed up blood and led the way, not daring to provoke Song Shi again.

"Boohoo…"

It was pitch-black along the way. There were the sounds of women and children crying and the roars of wild beasts. This space seemed to be filled with all kinds of demons and monsters.

As the ghost wind howled, one ghost after another silently approached.

"You punks want to drink my blood?"

Song Shi was disdainful. He released a wisp of Nomological power and turned into a sun on the spot, illuminating the surroundings.

"Ah!"

The surrounding ghosts screamed miserably. TTheir expressions of agony were ferocious as they turned into green smoke and dissipated.

Wang Xilian was shocked. This person's Nomological power was so domineering. Just the light he emitted evaporated normal ghosts on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of ghosts retreated. No ghosts dared to approach Song Shi again, and the path was smooth.

"What did you used to do?"

Song Shi seemed bored and asked casually.

Wang Xilian was surprised. Why did this person care about his past? He replied casually, "I was a corpse stitcher. Sometimes I also helped out with manual labor, such as carrying coffins and digging tombs."

"Oh, no wonder you used needle-type Dharma treasures. I thought you were a eunuch who cultivated the Sunflower Bible[1"Sunflower Bible" is a cultivation manual that eunuchs cultivate from the Chinese classic, "The Smiling, Proud Wandered" it is supposed to help eunuchs cultivate domestic prowess] ."

Song Shi was enlightened.

"I seem to have heard that eunuchs in Great Qian also cultivate a very powerful cultivation technique that likes to use needle-shaped Dharma treasures. However, what kind of divine technique is the Sunflower Bible?"