Hearing Niuniu's cheerful laughter, Meng Xiaopo couldn't help but laugh as well.
"Brother Rufeng, now that you are out of danger and the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk has returned to normal, but this vast underworld is too much for just me to manage alone..."
Yan Rufeng smiled and said, "What do you mean, Sister Meng?"
"Leave those eight fat ghosts in the underworld," Meng Xiaopo said, pointing at the Eight Ghosts.
"Boss, I don't want to stay here," Fat Ghost Old Yan said.
"Boss, I don't want to stay here either..."
The Eight Ghosts were all unwilling to remain in the underworld.
Yan Rufeng slowly said, "If you want to become Ghost Immortals, you can only cultivate in the underworld."
"Can't we do it somewhere else?" Old Yan asked.
"No, otherwise I wouldn't have built the underground palace for you to cultivate," Yan Rufeng replied.
"We'll follow the boss's arrangements..." the Eight Ghosts said in unison.
