Let Fellow Daoists Die, Not Me. That's Only Reasonable, Right?

I am fated to face three calamities: a little man in a coffin, crows blotting out the sun, and the Ghost King of Fengdu.

One careless move, and I’ll be dead!

My grandfather taught me from childhood that people’s hearts are scarier than ghosts.

I was never righteous to begin with, so it’s only reasonable to let a fellow cultivator die rather than myself, right?