William Clark was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Do you like Senior Sister Carter?"

Emily Thompson didn't even think before replying, "Of course I do. Who wouldn't like someone who's beautiful, with a great figure? Besides, she's kind-hearted..."

At the doorway, Sophia Carter had already stepped one foot inside. She glanced down at her own curvy figure, her face flushing red. She didn't know whether to go in or back out.

After Emily Thompson finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, looked at William Clark, and asked, "Do you like Senior Sister Carter too?"

William Clark waved his hand and said, "How could I..."

Emily Thompson looked at him, then suddenly became guarded and said warily, "What's wrong with Senior Sister Carter? Don't tell me you don't like women. Let me tell you, even though we're close, don't get any ideas about me..."

William Clark rolled his eyes at him and said disdainfully, "Please, I'm the future emperor of Jiang Kingdom. What kind of woman couldn't I find? By then, I'll have three palaces and six courtyards, enough to make you jealous..."

Only then did Emily Thompson relax. He hooked his arm around William Clark's shoulder and said, "Don't forget what you promised me. Just make me some kind of prince, and grant me ten or eight beauties, that'll be enough..."

Having realized how difficult the path to immortality was, this was Emily Thompson's backup plan for himself. If he couldn't make it in the cultivation world, he could just be a carefree prince in the mortal world and live out his life in comfort.

After all, a cultivator's life isn't short. If you take good care of yourself during the Qi Refining stage, you can live over a hundred years. If you're lucky enough to build your foundation, living over two hundred years isn't a dream.

After a light cough, Sophia Carter walked in from outside and said gratefully to Emily Thompson, "Junior Brother Thompson, I really owe you for earlier. If it weren't for you, I might have..."

She didn't finish her sentence. If it hadn't been for Emily Thompson, no one present tonight would have escaped, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Emily Thompson smiled and said, "Senior Sister Carter, you're too polite. Fellow disciples should look out for each other, and besides, Senior Sister Carter always takes care of us. It's only right..."

Sophia Carter's face turned a little red. The reason she usually looked after Emily Thompson and William Clark was simply because they were handsome. Who doesn't like good-looking junior brothers?

This time, she was even more grateful for her decision.

Although she brought them down the mountain just to please the eye, no one expected that this seemingly ordinary mission would hide such danger. If it hadn't been for Emily Thompson, she might have lost her life.

Sophia Carter said seriously, "No matter what, you saved my life. If you ever need anything in the future, Junior Brother Thompson, just ask. Your senior sister will never refuse..."

Chapter 9: The Little White Tiger's Gratitude

Morning.

David Brooks woke from a deep sleep, feeling pain all over his body—his throat, the back of his neck, his chest, his lower back, his groin... Every part of him ached. He struggled to get up from the bed, his face full of fear.

"Am I dead?"

The last thing David Brooks remembered was his spiritual power running out, the female ghost from the well possessing his body, and then losing all control over himself.

In a daze, he seemed to see his long-deceased imperial grandmother coming to take him away.

Although he missed his grandmother dearly, he didn't want her to take him with her.

He was only twenty, hadn't built his foundation yet, hadn't ascended the throne, and still had a bright future ahead. Just as his grandmother was holding his hand and leading him farther away, a man suddenly appeared.

Emily Thompson!

The former David Brooks used to dislike that handsome face, but at that moment, Emily Thompson's good looks were his salvation!

Daylight had already broken. Steward Ren cautiously pushed open the courtyard gate and asked carefully, "Are the immortal masters still here?"

But what he saw was David Brooks's face, twisted in rage.

What was supposed to be a simple mission had nearly cost him his life. Of course David Brooks wouldn't let it go. Enduring the pain, he summoned the officials of Fengzhou.

He suspected that this incident was a plot against them.

If he had known there was a female ghost here as powerful as a peak first-level Qi Refiner, he would never have taken this job. David Brooks was a prince of the Chen Kingdom, so the Fengzhou officials naturally cooperated fully.

However, after questioning, it turned out that the Ren family knew nothing about it.

Emily Thompson wasn't surprised. The Ren family didn't have the guts to plot against cultivators. All of this must have been orchestrated by the female ghost.

She manipulated wandering spirits to harass the Ren family, creating the illusion of a haunting. In reality, it was just a cover—her true target was the souls of cultivators.

For ghosts, a cultivator's soul is a great tonic, allowing them to quickly increase their power. She just hadn't expected that a simple exorcism mission would bring four Qi Refining cultivators from Baiyun Temple, causing her to be utterly destroyed, her soul scattered, and to die a second time, vanishing from the world completely.

Emily Thompson had only been in this world for a few days, but he had already experienced firsthand the dangers of the cultivation path.

Even the most unremarkable little mission could mean death and destruction.

Back at Baiyun Temple, the four of them went together to Elder Sun to report on their mission.