I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality

These two were chatting away about Immortal things, then Xu Qing recognized the familiar names of Second Master Feng and Mr. Liu; it was the ’Second Lord Feng and Mr. Liu’ who hadn’t attended the immortal banquet all this time finally showing up.

"Daoist friends, I am Xu Qing, the head of the Cat Immortal Hall. Please come inside."

"Head of the Cat Immortal Hall? Could it be that Daoist friend Xu is also someone who invites immortals to assist and serves as their deputy?"

Xu Qing laughed, "I and the immortals are just companions in this mortal world, there’s no hierarchy between us."

Ji Ruinian’s eyes lit up and he looked at Xu Qing, nodding his head in approval.

This was quite an impressive immortal summoning, much more refined than Second Master Feng’s.

Meanwhile, as Second Master Feng stepped over the threshold, the first thing that caught his eye was a coffin.

Sitting on the flat coffin was a ghost girl in white.

"Your ghost here won’t bite, right?"