Ghost Gate’s Enemy
Mu Yu could not mend Ultimate Concealment Bloody Guardian as Ku Mu was the formation foundation.
“Wood Spirit absorbs soul energy, transfers it to me and turns me into a part of Third Heaven Palace?”
“Let’s see if we can manipulate it. Third Heaven Palace may look fake, but there’s no deny that they’re bloody tough. This is a good opportunity to study them.”
“I agree there. Knowing how they fight gives us a chance to figure them out.”
“The first step to figuring soul energy out is to try controlling it.”
“How do you suggest I do that?”
“Why are you asking me when I’ve never tried? Just experiment.”
After multiple attempts, Mu Yu could not control the soul energy for it clashed with his spiritual energy. Thankfully, neither destroyed the other.
“How about we ask that shameless ape? He might know how to get rid of it,” Xiaoshuai suggested.
“Mm… The soul energy isn’t impacting me at the moment, so there’s no need to extract it. I’m suspecting that I could sense Gu Chaofeng when Lie Shang couldn’t thanks to this soul energy. If the conjecture is true, it’ll come in handy in tracking Third Heaven Palace’s members.”
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“Achoo!” Archfiend Baiyuan, who was relaxing at Mu Estate, rubbed his nose. “Did Mu Yu just curse me again? Ah, I forgot to mention something important to him, but what was it again? Old age really is a nuisance. I need to go Hongyi Brothel for research. Honghong makes me feel younger; that’ll jog my memory.”
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“Xiaoshuai, the sun is up. We need to go search for Lie Shang and Xiang Nan,” called Mu Yu, giving up on trying to figure out the soul energy.
Since Xiaoshuai would not wake up, Mu Yu stuffed Xiaoshuai into his shirt and then cleaned up the place they stayed to erase traces. As he was tidying the bones Xiaoshuai littered, Mu Yu spotted two individuals. Surmising they were with Ghost Gate, he contemplated killing them but opted to tune in to their conversation, instead.
“Gui San, do we still have to go?” griped Gui Yang, a stocky Ghost Gate member.
“You scared?” Gui San provoked.
“As if. I just don’t like going there since lots of our brethren have died there.”
“Your preference doesn’t matter, and our superiors don’t give a toss. We don’t need to worry when we’re Body Synthesis Realm Third Layer cultivators.”
“I still don’t know who keeps hiring Shadow Syndicate’s shadow assassin, Dong Zhi, to assassinate our members. Worst of all, why does Shadow Syndicate keep accepting the jobs, damn it?”
“Our superiors tried speaking to Shadow Syndicate. The latter insists they are only accepting jobs and that every man has to eat, unfortunately. Since they want to be hubristic, we have to show up Dong Zhi.”
Stalking the duo, Xiaoshuai remarked, “Someone keeps hiring Shadow Syndicate’s Dong Zhi to kill Ghost Gate’s members?”
“I’m curious as to who is so rich,” Mu Yu stated. “I don’t remember seeing Dong Zhi on Ultimate Immortals Ranking, which must mean he’s a hardened assassin over forty.”
“Who do you think hates Ghost Gate so much? Would Lie Shang or Xiang Nan be the employer?”
“Possibly. Let’s see if we can find out.”
After six hours in the air, they arrived and Pure Peace City, a small city – relative to Eastern Desert City. Instead of entering the city, Ghost Gate’s duo went around to an abandoned, dilapidated remote village outside the city. Ghost Gate had already smothered the destroyed village in their ghost qi.
A third Body Severing Realm member popped out of a decrepit home and signalled for his two allies to come over. Mu Yu travelled through the purple vines on the ceiling to sneak in. Gui San and Gui Yang were the most advanced cultivators among the twenty-odd Ghost Gate members donning black.
“Let’s hear it,” demanded Gui San, helping himself to a seat.
A man with pockmarks covering his face reported, “We, Team Hell Thirteen, were tasked with collecting Pure Peace City’s souls. Our superiors stated that elemental demons would arrive at the city in a month from now. As such, we are lying in wait. In less than seven days, however, Dong Zhi slaughtered Team Hell Twelve, and only the team’s messenger, Gui Gufang escaped with his life.”
“Where is he?”
“I, I am the sole survivor of Team Hell Twelve,” timidly voiced Gui Gufang, a terrified young man.
“For Ghost Gate’s members to be so shaken up, Dong Zhi must be dangerous,” Mu Yu evaluated.
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