Grandpa Wraith is indeed cunning. Even though Li Muyang hadn’t said anything, it still guessed his intentions.
Li Muyang didn’t deny it either.
“I need to find them all, can you guide me in the right direction?”
The Jiang Family mentioned that this ghostly thing is skilled at locating Evil Spirits, but they never said it could find living people as well.
Grandpa Wraith replied, “If it’s a creature from the Ancient Resentment Well, then I really can’t find it.”
“But you bunch of ghostly invaders from the Mortal World aren’t any different from the evil entities here in the Ancient Resentment Well. I can vaguely sense their direction.”
“If you follow this direction, you should be able to find them.”
Grandpa Wraith accurately guided Li Muyang to the right direction.
So Li Muyang and Ding Liang set off immediately, heading in the direction pointed out by Grandpa Wraith.
The carriage traveled through the dusk, stayed overnight in a town ten miles away, and continued on the journey at daylight the next day.
Finally, at dusk, Grandpa Wraith in the jar let out an excited cry.
“We’re close! I can feel it, the group of people you’re looking for is just ahead, in the valley!”
Hearing Grandpa Wraith’s cry, Li Muyang’s heart trembled with excitement.
In such a dark and sinister world, seeing old friends couldn’t be more wonderful.
If the Liu Li Fairy and the others were there to help, dealing with the nightmare ghosts would be much easier.
The carriage continued into the mountains and soon, Li Muyang could already see several figures floating on the mountain ridge from afar.
One of them, in flowing white garments, cold and otherworldly, was the Liu Li Fairy, Chu Qingxue.
The others by her side were also Sword Cultivators from the Mysterious Sword Sect, who had met Li Muyang in “Demon Mist Imperial Capital” and whose names he knew.
Seeing familiar faces, Li Muyang was overcome with excitement, and immediately stepped out of the carriage, waving and shouting towards the distance.
“Qing Xue! I’m here!”
The fact that Li Muyang could reincarnate through possessing bodies and change his identities was no secret in the Tianyuan Continent.
Li Muyang didn’t need to hide this from his friends.
His shout immediately caught the attention of the Sword Cultivators hovering above the mountain ridge.
Although they were far apart, the Sword Cultivators from the Mysterious Sword Sect had powerful cultivations and sharp senses, and they heard the voice instantly.
All at once, their gazes locked onto the carriage coming from the plains below the mountain and saw the young man standing on it.
A Sword Cultivator beside the Liu Li Fairy frowned and asked, “Junior Sister Chu, who is that? He knows you?”
The Liu Li Fairy stared intently at the carriage with curiosity, and after a few seconds of hesitation, she guessed, “… Is it Mu Yang?”
At the close of Chu Qingxue’s words, the young man standing atop the distant carriage suddenly stiffened.
In that moment, dark clouds surged in the sky.
A mysterious unseen force came crashing down, and the young man who was standing on the carriage had his flesh ripped apart, blood spilling out, with colorful organs cascading out and turning into a pile of rotten flesh…
[You have died, game over]
…
The abrupt game over CG popped up, and Li Muyang was stunned by the scene.
This death came without warning or explanation.
Just by making eye contact with Chu Qingxue in the distance, he died?
What principle was that?
Feeling baffled, Li Muyang loaded his save to return to the game again.
This time, he waited until the carriage was very close and had already caught the attention of the hovering Sword Cultivators on the ridge before Li Muyang came forward and said.
“Qing Xue, fellow senior brothers, long time no see.”
Li Muyang greeted seriously.
Yet the Mysterious Sword Sect Sword Cultivators, who stood void in the air, looked at each other in disbelief.
Someone said with uncertain awe: “You… you are Mu Yang?”
The one who spoke was a senior brother from the Mysterious Sword Sect named Chu Xuan.
As the sound of his voice faded, the clouds in the sky once again surged, and a mysterious power swept across the land, descending from above. Li Muyang on the carriage was instantly reduced to a pile of rotten flesh…
[You have died, game over]
…
Li Muyang, faced with another game failure, furrowed his brows as he sensed something.
Nevertheless, he logged into the game once more and confirmed three more times.
He reloaded thrice, and no matter what method or approach he used to get close to the Sword Cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect, as soon as he spoke and revealed his identity as Li Muyang, he was instantly obliterated.
“… I cannot allow them to recognize me? Why?”
Li Muyang realized the critical point was that as soon as his identity was recognized by Chu Qingxue and the others, he would be met with a mysterious death.
After loading the game again, Li Muyang saw from a distance several Sword Cultivators standing suspended on the mountain ridges and this time, did not approach any closer.
Instead, he took out the old man’s clay jar and said calmly, “I have seen the people I’m looking for, but I need to confirm one thing. If I go see them now… I won’t encounter any danger, will I?”
As soon as Li Muyang spoke, the old man inside the jar fell into silence, not saying a word for a long while.
It wasn’t until Li Muyang raised his finger, making a gesture to tap the jar, that the old man inside hurriedly spoke.
“What’s the matter? What do you want to do? I was just sleeping a bit too soundly, didn’t wake up right away, and you’re so impatient?”
“At such a young age, haven’t you learned to respect your elders?”
The old man feigned ease as he said, “Since you are their friend, what danger could you encounter seeing them? Unless you are enemies, that would be dangerous.”
The moment the old man stopped speaking, Li Muyang immediately scoffed.
“Did you forget that my Divine Skills can detect your lies? It seems you don’t really trust my abilities.”
Having said that, Li Muyang’s fingers rhythmically tapped on the clay jar.
He tapped the jar seven times in succession, the continuous knocking resonating within the jar for a full two minutes.
The old man inside screamed in agony twice.
Just when it seemed like the old man inside had barely stopped his howling, Li Muyang raised his finger to tap again, and the creature finally succumbed.
“Stop, stop, stop! Please, stop! You are the master! You are my grandchild!”
“I’m worthless, I was just joking with you just now, didn’t mean to deceive you on purpose.”
“If you really know those people, and you also come from the Mortal World, then you can’t go and meet them.”
“Because the body you are using is from the Ancient Resentment Well, inherently cursed.”
“And these guests from the Mortal World, the moment they set foot here, have been constantly under the watchful eye of the Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch.”
“Once the Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch discovers you are a guest from the Mortal World, a curse will immediately descend upon you, blasting you into dregs.”
“So you can meet your friends, but you cannot let them recognize your true self.”
The old man instantaneously fell to his knees, evidently frightened by Li Muyang. He had never imagined someone in this world could truly distinguish between lies and truth.
In response to the old man’s prostration and pleading, Li Muyang silently pondered for a moment and then asked, “Is there any way to avoid the curse from falling upon me?”
The Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch… Does it refer to that terrifying eyeball floating above the Ancient Resentment Well?
He hadn’t imagined that thing was also an Evil God, even with its own specific name.