Why isn’t there any response?

Qin Ye glanced at the daolord of the asura with displeasure. Had this been Wang One Tail, he would’ve lain prostrate on the ground by now…

“Ahem…” Qin Ye cleared his throat, desperately hinting to the daolord that he should at least show some reaction to his offer. It was clear that Qin Ye was still waiting for an over-the-moon response.

After some moments, the daolord of the asura sighed wistfully and then hung his head low, “Are you willing to guarantee this?”

“Naturally.” Qin Ye smiled, “I’m a man of my word.”

But the devil is always in the details…

For instance, you could take on the role posthumously underneath a wreath, in a coffin, or perhaps even in sky lantern form…

The daolord of the asura lowered his head, and the netherflames in his eyes flickered wildly. He remained silent for the longest time.

He wasn’t young, naive or inexperienced.

At least, he wasn’t so next to the modern day Yin spirits who averaged only 50 years of age.

Naturally, he knew full well that the words of high officials could never be taken at face value. At the very least, there was always room for interpretation. What was more important was what the other party he was negotiating with thought and felt.

Does Yanluo Qin intend to build the six paths of reincarnation on my soul or not?!

Moments later, he finally gathered his thoughts and responded with a hoarse voice, “Yanluo Qin, do you know something? I’ve heard that all...