Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Bai Jian was slightly taken aback, and Bai Qing, Duan Ye, and the others were also stunned upon hearing this, showing surprised expressions.

Bai Xueling crossed her arms, glanced at Ye Ge, and said with a puzzled look, "To become a necromancer, the deceased needs to have extremely strong resentment and bitterness in life, and their soul must be unable to find peace in the underworld. Only through this resentment can their spirit return to the material plane. Especially for ghosts and gods, the stronger their hatred and the higher their level of hatred, the more likely they are to become ghosts and gods. But now that Wang En is dead, and Bai Jian has avenged his last grudge, he doesn't have any major enemies in the mortal world. In this situation... I'm afraid he can't become a necromancer, right?"

“Yes.” Bai Qing pursed her lips and said, “Besides, I know my brother… even if Wang En were still alive, he wouldn’t harbor too much hatred for him…”

Bai Jian remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.

Ye Ge smiled and said, "Who said that to become a ghost or god, one must have extremely strong resentment and hatred?"

Bai Xueling asked curiously, "Isn't that how all those undead came to be?"

"That's not necessarily true," Ye Ge said. "You've never died, how would you know?"

Bai Xueling: "..."

I actually died once...

However, I didn't become an undead; instead, I reincarnated by consuming all my demonic power...

“Becoming a ghost or god requires extremely strong resentment and hatred…” Ye Ge said, “Bai Jian definitely doesn’t have that kind of hatred. After all, he’s a love-struck person and not someone who’s good at hatred. Even if his adoptive father sold him, he still couldn’t bring himself to hate completely.”

Bai Jian: "......"

“However, if you’re unwilling, that’s another matter.” Ye Ge looked into Bai Jian’s eyes and slowly said, “General Bai Jian, are you willing to accept this?”

"..." Bai Jian's cheek twitched slightly.

"To become a ghost or god, one doesn't necessarily have to do so for hatred. I think it can also be for protection," Ye Ge said. "To protect the people and things that you didn't protect in your previous life."

Bai Jian's expression shifted slightly. He remained silent, slowly turning his head to look at Bai Qing, Duan Ye, Lei He, and the rest of his old subordinates. Bai Qing and the others looked at him with great concern.

"Oh, right, I'll show you something else."

Ye Ge's pupils flashed, and she opened the system panel, transmitting something to Bai Jian: "Receive this."

Bai Jian received a file with a puzzled expression, wondering what Ye Ge had sent him.

He opened the file through the system panel and found it to be an illustrated guide.

"What is this?!..." Bai Jian exclaimed in surprise.

[Night Song: This is the list of undead warriors who have currently signed contracts with me as a Ghost Master.]

[Night Song: Those former comrades who were sacrificed to the gods by Wang Enji and became undead are all here now. I have already recruited them. If you become my contracted ghost god, then you can fight alongside them again.]

[Night Song: Although you are all dead, you can still serve as spirits and deities, protecting your living companions, can't you?]

Bai Jian: !!!

Duan Ye, Wang Meng, Lei He, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

They couldn't see Bai Jian's system panel, so from their perspective, all they saw was Ye Ge saying, "I'll show you something," and then Bai Jian staring blankly ahead, looking like he was about to cry...

Bai Qing pursed her lips, clenched her hands tightly together, and looked at Bai Jian with a nervous expression.

"So?" Ye Ge smiled. "Have you made up your mind?"

Bai Jian slowly came to his senses, his eyes gradually becoming resolute.

He gripped his broken sword tightly, like a knight who had been knighted, and slowly moved his body, which was shrouded in demonic energy, before bowing his head and kneeling on one knee in front of Night Song.

"Lord Night Song, I am willing to become your undead spirit and fight for you!"

Night Song said, "Don't rush, think it over carefully. Becoming an undead god means you've given up your chance to be reborn, at least not during the time you're bound by the undead pact with me as an undead warrior."

"I've thought it through." Bai Jian slowly raised his head to meet his gaze, his calm, dark gray eyes revealing a resolute determination: "There are still many things I want to do in this world that I haven't finished."

Ye Ge looked into his eyes and nodded slightly with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

"very good."

.......

"Om-!"

A beam of black and white soul energy shot straight into the sky, suddenly illuminating the entire night sky as if it were daytime!

Lan Mi, dressed in a deep red bathrobe, rested one arm on the railing of her balcony, her hand supporting her chin, gazing with interest at the radiant glow of the soul that lit up the night sky not far away.

"Oh?... Another new ghost or deity has been born?"

Lan Mi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming and languid smile.

"This war is almost over..."

......

at the same time.

Count Nicholas stood at a distance and also saw the white light that appeared in the sky. He was wearing a deep purple noble robe with silver lace trim on the collar and cuffs. His hands were placed on a vampire scepter, and his face was calm, making him look exceptionally elegant.

"My lord, our main force has successfully withdrawn."

A vampire warrior appeared behind him.

Count Nicholas: "Hmm, good, it's good that they've evacuated."

"But..." the vampire warrior said bitterly, "Our invasion campaign was a complete failure. We didn't expect the Night Clan's army to be so powerful, and we don't know when they acquired gene-based mithril weapons specifically designed for vampires! Even more unexpectedly, the Spirit Demon Clan also sent troops to join the fray. Under their combined attack, our army suffered heavy losses... When we return, the Duke will surely punish us severely..."

Count Nicholas smiled knowingly: "Who said we lost this war?"

The vampire warrior was taken aback: "Huh?...But we...we really did fail? And we lost tens of thousands of warriors..."

"I never really thought we could conquer the southern border of humanity in this war," Count Nicholas said calmly. "The invasion was just a smokescreen; everything was part of my plan... Otherwise, why do you think I retreated so decisively as soon as I saw things were going wrong? I had already arranged for people to prepare the evacuation route. As for the tens of thousands of vampire warriors who sacrificed their lives... for the great cause of the vampire kingdom, their deaths were worthwhile."

"So that's how it is..." The vampire warrior asked, bewildered. "Then what exactly is your purpose?"

“You’ll find out later.” Count Nicholas narrowed his eyes. “Moreover, this battle has also made me see the strength of the Ye family. I didn’t expect that the Ye family had actually created a mithril weapon that could counter our vampires. It seems that we will have to be more careful in the future.”