Shadowless Race
“This token?” Mu Yu held out a black token with “Shadowless” etched on.
“Yes, that is the one,” affirmed Zhuge Xiaosheng. “How come you have one?”
“When they first came to me at Clearwater City, I turned down their offer to cooperate. Bai Yetian, nonetheless, left me with the token and told me he’d be waiting. I’m suspecting they’ve approached my brothers since we share a common goal.”
“… Mu Yu, how about I accompany you to Levelwater City?”
“It won’t be necessary. To the contrary, Formation Sect needs you now in these turbulent times. Tian Ran and I will go.”
Upon arriving on a mountain not far from Formation Sect, Tian Ran went to sit on a rock. “Mu Yu, are we looking for Bai Yetian? Why don’t we try tossing the token into a random river?”
Xiaoshuai burst out in laughter. “Are we going to fish it up if it doesn’t work? It’s in times like this that we need Qiao Xue. If the city is surrounded by water, Qiao Xue C-”
Tian Ran grabbed Xiaoshuai by the ear. “I’m useless, am I?”
Xiaoshuai threw himself into Tian Ran’s bosom. “No, no, I’m on your side. Why would I think you’re useless? You’re amazing.”
“I bet you tell Qiao Xue the same thing.” Tian Ran poked Xiaoshuai on the forehead.
“Xiaoshuai likes spouting nonsense. We don’t need to search. Bai Yetian will be able to locate me once I administer my spiritual energy into this token, so he said.”
Once Mu Yu administered his spiritual energy, the token flashed black. Upon levitating it into the sun’s line of sight, he confirmed the token did not produce a shadow. The now green token then took off.
“I think we’re supposed to follow it? Let’s go, you two!”
They flew straight for two hours, then began to descend, which Mu Yu paid attention to from the very start.
“Isn’t this heading in the direction of Martial Hill City? Is Martial Hill City also Levelwater City?” Xiaoshuai asked.
The token headed into a mountain range instead of Martial Hill City.
“Who are the Ascension Realm cultivators fighting?”
Xiaoshuai snagged the token to end their flight, and then the trio hid inside a formation. They soon found an Ascension Realm man and woman in their thirties, with the man being slightly stronger, going at it, though he pulled punches for some reason, while the maiden went all out. There was also another member of Third Heaven Palace.
“Hong Xiyi, not even we can control what Third Heaven Palace does!” brayed the man attired in brown, moving his eyes between the woman in yellow and man in black.
“Shangguan Lin, since your shadowless race doesn’t know better and decided to dip your hands in this game, we’ve got to play the game,” responded Xi Hongyi, rank eight ultimate immortal.
“You’re scum!” Shangguan Lin dodged an incoming blade and slammed, “Junior Sister Murong, what are you doing?!”
“You can’t bear to hurt Murong Yun? Guess I’ll lend a hand, then.” Xi Hongyi removed his black robe and donned his white energy.
Xiaoshuai whispered, “Aren’t those two our targets? Well, I suppose Murong Yun has already fallen.”
“Soul Style Luo Sound – Celestial Demon Seal!”
Shangguan Lin fearlessly intercepted Xi Hongyi’s mountain-sized celestial demon seal, with the latter effortlessly pushing the former back.
“We going to whoop Third Heaven Palace’s butt into next week?” Xiaoshuai ground his claws.
“Not yet. Let’s see how strong Shangguan Lin really is first,” replied Mu Yu.
“Your shadowless race only has one role before our soul race: servants!” blustered Xi Hongyi, sending his seal after Shangguan Lin again.
Murong Yun, Ascension Realm Fifth Layer cultivator, closed in on Shangguan Lin’s exposed side, sending him reeling.
“Your duty is to obey our race!” Xi Hongyi took Shangguan Lin’s back and extended his hand, with a soul seal on it, toward the latter’s skull.
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