"Strange cases." In a flash, Feng Bei grasped his plan. "You want to do the same thing he's doing? Find Mystics to preemptively avoid the Ghostly Realms where large numbers of Human Souls might gather?"
"Exactly."
Zheng Xiu chuckled. In reality, besides his hobby of "collecting" them, this plan would kill two birds with one stone. The [Prisoner] Path required clearing a Ghostly Realm to advance. While the Cannibal Painting wasn't a Ghostly Realm in the truest sense, the [Prisoner] Path had still been promoted after the experience in the World in the Painting.
One, it would thwart Zhu's plans. Two, it would advance his Path.
This was also why, after the Great Emperor suggested he become the second Night Lord, Zheng Xiu had mulled it over for a few days before deciding to go with the flow and take on the thankless task.
This "hot potato" might have been too much for anyone else, but for him, it was just right—a meal he could actually sink his teeth into.
