Social death?
Otherwise, just give in.
Let that ghostly creature kill you, and directly start family cultivation.
This way, you won't have to worry about your family always wishing for your demise.
Nor will you have to worry about seeing your Heavenly Ancestor.
Everything will be resolved."
Xi Yang looked eagerly at Yu Ziqing, shaking his head like a rattle drum.
"No, no, no, I think I can still be salvaged, I gained quite a bit this time.
You'll definitely be interested.
And that ghostly thing, if you saw it, you'd definitely be interested too.
Because it's a bit like a starving ghost, I feel it is constantly in a state of hunger.
It's driven insane by hunger, yet ironically it's not a starving ghost.
Brother, you know what I'm talking about, right?
And those cultivators from the sea..."
"Hmm? Starving ghost?" Yu Ziqing instantly became spirited: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
