"You big lump standing here, I’m not blind."
Jiang Shouzhong said irritably.
The middle-aged man still looked incredulous, muttering to himself:
"It’s not possible. As a ghost cultivator, I’m no different from ordinary souls. How can you, a re mortal, possibly see ?"
Seeing the man confused and unguarded, Jiang Shouzhong swiftly drew the Seven Kills Blade, stepped forward, and chopped fiercely towards him.
However, the blade passed effortlessly through the man’s body, as if it had sliced through re air.
Only the slight hiss of air being cut by the sharp edge was heard.
The middle-aged man regained his senses but was not angry at Jiang Shouzhong’s attack, instead looking at him with intense curiosity and surprise: "I just noticed there’s a hint of death Qi on you. Are you a ghost cultivator too?"
Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but swing his blade twice more but found it indeed couldn’t harm the man. He retracted his stance and, pretending nothing had happened, calmly said:
"I’m human. But your identity piques my curiosity. Are you the rumored Ghost King?"
"The Ghost King is dead."
The middle-aged man turned away, gazing toward the throne not far off, a touch of loneliness and lancholy in his eyes, "I am his servant, called the Yin Spirit Envoy, and have long lingered and barely survived here."
"Servant?"
Jiang Shouzhong softly murmured.
Monts later, he seed to realize sothing and suddenly said: "The Taoyuan Immortal outside, is he here looking for you?"
The Yin Spirit Envoy nodded slightly: "Perhaps he is, but if I don’t go out willingly, even if he turns this Ghost City upside down, he won’t find my trace."
Jiang Shouzhong stared at the Yin Spirit Envoy, asking: "Is he looking for the Path of Immortality?"
"What? You, too, want the Path of Immortality?"
The Yin Spirit Envoy slowly turned his head, locking onto Jiang Shouzhong with an eerie gaze as if he could peer into the depths of his soul.
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head with a smile: "I don’t care about that stuff. To , immortality feels more like a punishnt, a tornt."
The Yin Spirit Envoy was taken aback, smiling slightly: "Unexpected wisdom for soone so young."
Jiang Shouzhong changed tack: "Of course, if I could make my wives immortal, I’d reconsider."
The Yin Spirit Envoy sighed softly and shook his head slowly:
"There’s no true immortality in this world, just a few crooked thods to barely extend one’s life. In the end, everyone becos a re residual soul, mortals and immortals alike."
Jiang Shouzhong looked at him: "How is it you continue to be alive?"
"Alive?"
The Yin Spirit Envoy’s lips curled into a mocking smile, his eyes full of sorrow and desolation, "Look at . Do I seem alive to you?"
Jiang Shouzhong squinted slightly, his thoughts racing, and after a mont ca up with his own deduction:
"According to logic, once a person dies, their soul cannot linger for long, often only leaving behind so Divine Sense. Only those from the Demon Clan or Asura Clan, with their special constitution, can retain a complete soul body.
You, a ghost cultivator, can persist with a residual soul—I’m guessing there’s so relation to demons."
The Yin Spirit Envoy showed a flicker of surprise in his eyes and then gave a look of approval:
"Indeed, the reason I can persist with this residual soul form is because I once serendipitously fused with demon Qi, which provided this shred of life."
"And what of the Ghost King?"
Jiang Shouzhong’s curiosity grew stronger as he pursued his inquiry.
The Yin Spirit Envoy slightly raised his head, a hint of reminiscence and reverence in his eyes:
"The Ghost King was a rare exceptional being. He was the only one who managed to retain his soul using a pure mortal body and then pioneered a unique path to immortality.
He once said that all living beings in the world possess a soul, and even the most ordinary mortals, after death, will have their souls appear briefly, just most cannot see it.
However, these souls typically only stay in the world montarily before dissipating.
What he pursued was to find a way to have the souls of mortals permanently remain in the living world, then use the soul body as a foundation, diligently cultivating the Ghost Path to achieve the Path of Immortality."
Jiang Shouzhong felt full of surprise, pondering inwardly that the Ghost King was indeed remarkable, coming up with such an extraordinary way to seek the Path of Immortality.
It’s worth noting that others like Li Guanshi and Zhao Wuxiu always firmly believed that once a person dies, their soul no longer exists in the world.
Throughout history, it’s commonly seen that demon souls occasionally appear in the living world.
But no one has ever truly witnessed a mortal’s soul appear.
Only Jiang Shouzhong was a special exception.
But this secret was deeply buried in his heart, never revealed to anyone.
And to this day, Jiang Shouzhong himself still hasn’t figured out why he can only occasionally see so people’s souls.
"Actually, even until his death, the Ghost King never truly unraveled the Ghost Path immortality technique. Whether it was or the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers, we only had this false appearance of immortality thanks to borrowed demonic power."
The Yin Spirit Envoy sighed lightly, speaking softly,
"And my ability to linger for a thousand years, aside from relying on demonic power, is mostly due to the extrely dense Yin Qi present here.
But as ti passes, the Yin Qi of this Ghost City is continuously dissipating, and when it fully disappears, it will be the day I vanish."
"If you’d co four or five years later, I’m afraid you wouldn’t have seen ."
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