Chapter 1

I am a female ghost.

Bored and idle, I secretly followed Jay, the first young master of the Immortal Sect, watching him slay demons and ghosts.

Half a year later, Jay suddenly spoke to me:

“Do you also want to dual cultivate with me?”

Me: ???

Jay: “You’ve been following me for so long, isn’t it because you’re interested in me?”

My ghostly face seemed to blush: “Nonsense!”

Under the cool moonlight, Jay laughed heartily and took a sip of wine.

His eyes shimmered, silently enticing:

“Dual cultivate with me, become the Ghost King, you won’t lose out.”

It is said that after a person dies, if their resentment is too heavy and their obsession too deep, they will turn into a vengeful ghost.

But, I am an exception.

I don’t remember anything about my life before death.

Not remembering means I didn’t have any major grudges or enmities before I died, right? Otherwise, how could I possibly forget?

So I reasonably speculate that the soul-reaping messenger must have been careless and left me behind.

I have been wandering the world like this for four hundred years.

No resentment, no hatred, no roots, no emotions.

And a bit bored.

Until a few months ago, I met Jay.