I was talking to Luan Shiqi, but paying attention to my surroundings.

Right now, Luan Jingfan wasn’t the problem;

Luan Shiqi wasn’t the problem;

The rampaging ghosts outside weren’t the problem either.

The biggest difficulty was how I could hold on until Luan Jingfan died under the tribulation.

At this moment, if Cangjian just pushed my elbow slightly, allowing the candlestick in my hand to move forward another inch or so, Luan Jingfan would definitely succeed in transcending the tribulation and transform into a ghost immortal.

At that time, we would truly be doomed.

I quickly dodged towards the corner of the wall, pressing my body tightly against it.

Doctor Luan Shiqi waited for Cangjian to make a move, and couldn't help but shout sharply, "Cangjian, what are you doing? Attack!"

"Do you want to betray the family head?"

Cangjian's voice came faintly, "An assassin keeps his word! Whether there is an oath or not, I must keep my promise."

Cangjian's voice appeared, but the direction it came from was in another corner of the secret chamber.

He was deliberately distancing himself from me, in order to avoid causing any misunderstanding.

But I didn't dare to relax in the slightest. Who knew if an assassin's promise was credible?

Luan Shiqi roared, "Bullshit promise, Cangjian, are you crazy?"

"The family head is gone, the Luan family will be cut off, we are all sinners of the Luan family!"

Cangjian said in a deep voice, "I promised to serve the Luan family, but the premise is that I cannot violate my principles."

"Yes, yes, yes…" Luan Shiqi laughed in anger, "I forgot, you are not a member of the Luan family, you are just a ghost deity that the Luan family's ancestor took pity on and raised in the family."

"Back then, you owed the family head your life, now you should repay it."

"This can also be considered your promise, right?"

Cangjian said, "His life, I have repaid countless times."

Just as Luan Shiqi was about to argue, Ye Yang's sword light shot in from outside the door, piercing through Luan Shiqi's chest in an instant.

The doctor lowered his head and looked at the hole in his chest, and suddenly let out a long howl. His body exploded, and the phosphorescent fire and yin wind rolled out from where he stood, pressing in all directions.

The doctor desperately tried to drag Luan Jingfan forward an inch before he died.

Once the doctor's plan succeeded, the candlestick stuck in my left hand would completely shatter my palm, pushing the iron thorns on the lamp holder into Luan Jingfan's heart.

At that time, even if Luan Jingfan couldn't completely become an immortal, he would become an existence equivalent to a ghost deity!

Luan Shiqi was afraid of death, but he made a desperate bet before he died, wanting to save Luan Jingfan, to save the Luan family. This was a result that no one had expected.

By the time I reacted, it was already too late.

I only felt a strong air current pushing towards me, and my left hand immediately released Luan Jingfan's clothes, and both hands retreated at the same time.

Luan Jingfan's body, however, flew forward rapidly under the push of the air current.

In a critical moment, I suddenly felt a cold light with bone-chilling coldness sweep across the palm of my left hand, and the iron thorns on the candlestick were immediately cut off by the cold light.

Cangjian?

So it turned out that Cangjian had always been hiding in the corner behind me, and the voice coming from the opposite corner was just the result of his secret technique.

While Cangjian was cutting off the candlestick, he swung out a palm, sending Luan Jingfan's body flying several meters away.

As Luan Jingfan's remaining half of his body landed, a loud noise also came from outside the main hall.

Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing rushed to my side at the same time, supporting my arms on the left and right, and pressed me to the ground.

I just raised my head slightly and saw dazzling firelight gushing out from the gate.

Wang Xiaohuan, who had been guarding outside the door, deliberately moved the white lamp away and let the ghosts in. The stone pillars in the main hall were originally a formation. Coupled with Wang Xiaohuan's white lamp, it naturally caused thunder and fire to sound in the hall.

The ear-piercing wails of ghosts rose and fell in the main hall, but the raging fire in the hall never stopped for a moment.

Supported by Ye Yang, I slowly sat up and faced Luan Jingfan, who had not yet breathed his last, and said, "I can take your business now."

Luan Jingfan couldn't help but let out a miserable laugh: "If we had reached an agreement from the beginning, you wouldn't have killed me, right? You might have even helped me transcend the tribulation and become an immortal, right?"

"That's right!" I nodded and said, "Just like you said, there was no need for us to have a life-and-death struggle."

"It's just that we both started to believe in each other at the last moment."

Luan Jingfan stared blankly at the sky: "You're right!"

"My father always told me: If a sorcerer wants to live longer, don't put your life in the hands of others."

"The first time I entrusted my life, I trusted the wrong person!"

"If God gives me another chance, when I entrust my life, I didn't believe the person I should have believed."

"I understand now, but it's too late."

Luan Jingfan said faintly, "I want to know, why do you have three companions whose lives you can entrust?"

"If your plan had the slightest deviation, the first person to die would be you!"

I replied, "Maybe my life is better! It allowed me to meet so many friends who I can entrust my life to. There are eight more people like that, they just didn't come."

Luan Jingfan said, "Why is God so unfair, giving you so much, but being so stingy with me? I am not reconciled."

I looked at Wang Xiaohuan and said, "Protect her true spirit!"