Visitors
“Elder Gui Yuzi, thank you for showing us the way,” expressed Gui Yeming, hands in a palm and fist salute.
“You may all rise.” Because Ghost Gate’s group knelt down to show respect to Gui Yuzi, he questioned, “Why are you days later than scheduled?”
“Due to a storm, the route suddenly disappeared, consequently delaying us. Had you not shown us the way, we would not have found the island,” explained Gui Yeming.
Elder Chi Long’s memory must’ve been wrong. More importantly, how did Gui Yuzi contact them from here? wondered Mu Yu.
Upon catching sight of Mu Yu loitering behind a group of souls, Gui Yeming quickly erased his surprise and snickered. “Some nobody arrived before us, I see.”
Gui Yeming zipped over to attack Mu Yu. Fortunately, He Liankong cut in, demanding, “Stop! Did you come here to kill my junior?”
Gui Yeming didn’t expect He Liankong to be capable of stopping him as the former was supposed to be a specialist in controlling souls with ghost qi.
“Gui Yeming, stop. The island’s souls are not what you’re familiar with. Besides, he’s a disciple of Pill Cauldron Sect. We all get along here,” Gui Yuzi instructed, covering for the fact that he wouldn’t have intervened if it wasn’t for He Liankong.
“Oh, I forgot True God’s disciple is Eternally Youthful Ku Mu’s disciple,” sarcastically commented Gui Yeming.
“You all come here to harm the souls on this island?” blurted Mu Yu, prompting the souls to direct animosity Ghost Gate’s group’s way.
“Answer the question,” demanded He Liankong, also suspicious after everything he heard.
“What are you here for, then?” Gui Yeming questioned.
“A vacation,” answered Mu Yu, not seeing the nine infants among the group.
“Hmph.”
“You do realise you can’t leave this island once you set foot on it, yeah?”
“Worry about yourself first,” ribbed Gui Yeming, departing with Gui Yuzi.
“I have a bad feeling about that group,” opined He Liankong. “Mu Yu, try to stay with me as much as possible.”
“If they’re here, they must know a way off the island,” Mu Yu assumed, unable to imagine Ghost Gate fighting a fight they weren’t prepared for.
Over the next three days, Xiaoshuai’s Transformer trashed skeleton soldier after skeleton soldier. Mu Yu, nonetheless, was in no celebratory mood for he was constantly deliberating what Ghost Gate was plotting. Gui Yuzi rarely showed his face ever since Ghost Gate’s group landed, and He Liankong didn’t have any authority to interrogate them.
What was supposed to be another repetitive fourth day turned into a surprise when a group landed on the island without setting off the alarm system.
“I was wondering how Ghost Gate could defeat our skeleton soldiers one after another, but it turned out to be you,” remarked Long Yeli, showing Mu Yu disrespect.
“Is Qiao Xue here?” questioned Mu Yu, maintaining a poker face.
“That’s none of your business,” replied Long Yeli, showering Mu Yu in his Body Synthesis Realm energy.
“This is a contest between skeleton soldiers, yet you’re sending an actual fiend in?!” protested a human soul.
“A soldier skeleton? I’ll use this bone to crush your skull, then,” threatened Long Yeli, casually waving a fiend beast bone around.
Technically, Long Yeli could fight them using just one bone because there was no stipulation as to how many bones needed to be included in a skeleton soldier.
“We need to ask the Ascension Realm cultivator to fight,” Mu Mengfei muttered.
“It’s too late for that. They can’t leave once they step into the arena,” He Liankong reminded, narrowing his eyes on Mu Yu.
“In other words, we don’t need to use a skeleton soldier, either, right?”
Mu Yu removed his formation on Transformer and caught just He Liankong’s femur.
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