Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

Su Li quickly explained.

"I've said it before, I have absolutely no feelings for Yi Meihan whatsoever."

However, now that Yi Meihan is my maid, if my life is in danger, Yi Meihan will risk her life to save me!

In addition, Yi Meihan is a cultivator at the Jade Purity Realm.

Therefore, in the netherworld, there is probably no one more useful than Yi Meihan.

"Well, since my husband has said so, I naturally agree. I trust my husband."

Qiu Qingmeng smiled gently.

"Thank you, Qingmeng."

Su Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qingmeng, you just said you had two requests."

What is the other requirement?

"I have another request, which is that I wish to add another layer of protection."

Qiu Qingmeng's small hand slipped into Su Li's palm, and their fingers intertwined.

"My husband, leave behind a trace of your soul in the palace."

If my husband really has some kind of problem, then at least I can use this wisp of my soul to condense my husband's soul.

In this way, even if her husband is not good enough, he can still become a ghost cultivator.

Even after becoming ghost cultivators, we can still be together forever...

What do you think, my husband?

After hearing Qiu Qingmeng's second request, Su Li still felt a little uneasy.

The first requirement doesn't matter.

Even the first request, rather than being a request, was more like Qiu Qing's dream to help him and protect him.

However, the second requirement is problematic.

The soul is a very important thing!

Not even the slightest fragment of one's soul should easily fall into the hands of others.

Because you have no idea what kind of evil magic the other party might use to attack you through your soul!

But...

Qiu Qingmeng should be alright, right?

If she wanted to kill him and extract his soul, it would be so easy; there was no need for her to go to such lengths!

"Does my husband refuse? Or does he not trust me?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Qiu Qingmeng's scarlet eyes, making one's heart ache at first glance, and one wished they could hold her in their arms and comfort her.

I promise you.

Finally, Su Li made a decision.

Su Li's soft heart wasn't because of Qiu Qingmeng's pitiful appearance just now.

The main reason is that Su Li had no other choice!

What else can I do if I don't agree?

Could it be that I could really sneak into the Underworld right under Qiu Qingmeng's nose?

Do not!

it's out of the question!

This is simply a dream!

Of course, Su Li didn't know what Qiu Qingmeng was trying to do.

But Qiu Qingmeng is definitely going to cause trouble.

Moreover, Qiu Qingmeng's actions are probably aimed at me personally.

Otherwise, given Qiu Qingmeng's personality...

If Qiu Qingmeng truly didn't trust me, she should have gone with me regardless of everything!

"Then it's settled. It won't be long before you can set off, once Cang Hong returns."

Qiu Qingmeng took out a lamp from her storage ring.

"My husband only needs to ignite this life lamp with a wisp of his soul."

If anything were to happen to her husband, this life lamp would be on the verge of going out.

"And I will use this soul lamp as a medium to pull my husband's soul back immediately."

"Ah."

Su Li separated a wisp of his divine soul, which slowly enveloped the wick of the life lamp.

With the blessing of Su Li's divine soul, this life lamp was lit.

The bright flames reflected Qiu Qingmeng's scarlet eyes and slightly upturned lips.

everything......

Everything is ready...

......

I've been getting nucleic acid tests done recently, so updates will be a bit late.

However, I've saved one chapter of the manuscript.

Once I save one more chapter, I can post at a more consistent time.

Chapter 575 Soul-Remembering Pill

Xu Guo – Fishing Mountain.

Zhang Wei traveled a long way and finally arrived here.

On the fishing mountain, lived an old man.

The old man's name was Wang Cang, and he was a master alchemist in his lifetime.

However, during one of his alchemy sessions, Wang Cang was betrayed by his wife, who stabbed him in the back, and he died a violent death!

Because he failed to refine this pill, Wang Cang died with his eyes wide open in discontent, eventually transforming into a ghost cultivator to continue refining the pills he had made in life!

Wang Cang made an oath.

If I don't master the elixir in a day, I will not be reincarnated!

As a result, she went from being reduced to a ghost cultivator until now.

Wang Cang still hasn't succeeded in refining that elixir...

Then Wang Cang became withdrawn and remained on that mountain peak without leaving.

Qiu Qingmeng had sent people to invite Wang Cang several times, but all attempts failed.

Wang Cang wouldn't come out no matter what he said.

Given Qiu Qingmeng's naturally fiery temper, she would have wanted to slap Wang Cang to death right then and there!

But Qiu Qingmeng held back in the end!

After all, Qiu Qingmeng still needed Wang Cang to refine a pill for her.

Wang Cang is dead, so who else can refine pills for me?

In the past few days, Zhang Wei has also investigated Wang Cang.

to be frank.

Zhang Wei felt that the possibility of getting Wang Cang to come out of seclusion was not high.

"Forget it, let's give it a try. Who knows if we can get this old man down the mountain?"

After talking to herself, Zhang Wei paused for a moment.

"Wait, come to think of it, aren't I a ghost?"

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, Zhang Wei, who was amusing himself, smiled helplessly and started walking up the mountain.

Busy while you're alive.

Even after death, he will still be busy.

Ugh......

Perhaps I'm just destined to be busy...

Upon reaching the summit, there is a courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, an old man was meditating in front of an alchemy furnace.

There is only one ghost living on this mountain, and without a doubt, it is Wang Cang.

Without disturbing the old man, Zhang Wei patted his bottom and sat down next to him.

Gradually, as Zhang Wei watched the old man refine pills, he himself began to doze off.

"boom!"

An hour later.

The alchemy furnace made a loud noise, which startled Zhang Wei, causing him to tumble off the rock.

Zhang Wei got up and patted her bottom.

A thick wisp of black smoke billowed from the alchemy furnace, clearly indicating that the alchemy process had failed.

"Ugh... damn it."

The old man opened his eyes, cursed, and even spat in a very uncivilized manner.

The old man took out a booklet and a writing brush from his pocket, licked the brush, and wrote on it:

"The 76,560th failure."

The reason is that the heat was a little too high, and perhaps an extra piece of the herb was added.

The circulation of spiritual energy should be more vigorous.

"Yes, the alchemy furnace has a hole in it."

After noting down the reasons, the old man stood up and looked at Zhang Wei: "Boy, what are you doing here?"

"Greetings, senior."

Zhang Wei bowed in greeting.

"His Majesty the Ghost King wishes for me to invite you to come out of seclusion."

"Don't go!"

Wang Cang resolutely refused.

Why?

Zhang Wei asked, puzzled.

"His Majesty's request for you to come out of seclusion is probably just to ask you to help refine a pill, which won't take you much of your time, senior."

Although His Majesty the Ghost King acts... ruthlessly... decisively.

However, rewards and punishments are clearly defined, and you will not be considered to have made a mistake if you fail.

If you succeed, there will be a reward.

Why wouldn't the senior be happy to do it?

Zhang Wei originally wanted to say, "His Majesty the Ghost King is ruthless."