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338: 336 338: 336 At that time, Fang Geyu, who was unconscious and unaware of the situation, scoffed slightly, his gaze carrying a trace of mockery, “That’s quite a skill. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if you were to kill Yan Yun, it would be impulsive and vengeful murder. Not only would you bring trouble upon yourself, but you would also bring disaster to Jiujiu. This move is indeed clever.” Li Jiujiu felt a faint sense of unease and said, “Ah? How many days can Yan Yun still live?” Baili An quickened his pace, and the two people behind him quickly followed. In the bleak darkness, his voice floated from ahead, sending chills down one’s spine. “There’s no talk of a few days left to live. Yan Yun is dead. Moreover, just now, in her body, I did not feel the presence of my Essence Blood.” Li Jiujiu was so startled by this statement that she blankly said, “Dead… dead?” Fang Geyu instantly realized and his face grew uglier, “Then this means, the other three are probably no longer alive either.” Only then did Li Jiujiu belatedly feel scared and said with a trembling voice, “Why would Mou Chen do such a thing? The three of them are dead, yet they seem just like living people; I can’t feel any difference.” Baili An shook his head, “Such a method is unheard of by me; regardless, do not get too involved with them. If possible, avoid them.” Exiting the forest, the view in front of them suddenly became clear and bright. Walking along the downstream of the marsh, the night air above the marsh mud was filled with a faint black mist, occasionally dispersing a faint stench. On both sides of the marsh were undulating hills, devoid of greenery, appearing quite barren. The marsh was not contiguous but interwoven with most of the solid ground, the colors of which were similar to the marsh without clear boundaries. If one were to step into it by mistake, the marsh, akin to lifeless matter, would devour your weight like the mouth of some ferocious beast, dragging one into the endlessly deep mire. What should have been a desolate place devoid of human traces was now filled with various tents. The tents were secured with iron hooks, the solid ground area being smaller compared to the marsh area, and the number of cultivators gathered here was extremely large. Out of necessity, most of the meditation tents at the bottom were supported by Flying Swords to avoid sinking into the mire pits. Outside the tents, various cultivators took turns patrolling, scattering beast-repellent powders and ghost-suppressing runes. “Who goes there! State your name!” a patrolling cultivator frowned and stopped Baili An and his companions. Baili An and Fang Geyu exchanged glances, knowing why so many cultivators had gathered here. To the south of the marsh, there was a crystal-clear riverbank, very wide and broad. On the bank of the river stood a broken river monument, its inscriptions long eroded by time. The trembling river water did not house fish or shrimp, but it clearly reflected the stars of the southern sky and the mountains of the Mortal World. This river was the boundary river between the First and Second Realm of Ghost Mountain, the Minor Lethe. Crossing this Minor Lethe would lead to the Second Realm of Ghost Mountain. Before Baili An could speak, a tall figure emerged from a tent, “Brother Lin, don’t take offense. This here is my friend, Si Chen.” Meng Zifei strode over, looking at Li Jiujiu with surprise, then turned to Baili An and smiled, “I knew it. With Brother Si Chen’s capabilities, it would certainly be safe within the desolate house.” The suspicion in the patrolling Guard Monk’s eyes did not dissipate with Meng Zifei’s warmth towards Baili An. Instead, upon hearing the term “desolate house,” his wariness increased subtly with a hint of hostility. “So you’re the one who solved the first trial of the great examination.” He dryly chuckled twice, sizing up Baili An and noticing Fang Geyu and Li Jiujiu by his side, both of whom possessed the Sea Expansion Realm. He then laughed and said, “Interesting! You even brought two youngsters from Sea Expansion Realm. Do you really think that just because you understood the trial, you can solve it alone? If you truly were one step ahead of everyone, how could you have allowed the Ghost to live until today?” Lin Jue, the cultivator, pointed to the river where, a hundred meters away, a black-canopied boat was gently moving towards the other shore. Although it seemed only a hundred meters away, within this Minor Lethe, it was as distant as from heaven to earth. “See that? That’s the Ghost’s boat; he is on his way to the Second Realm. Right now, no one can cross the river, all are stopped here. If not for your selfish arrogance, early on you could have informed the Ghost about the location of this trial so that cultivators in the city could have united and captured this menace to the Mortal World,” said Lin Jue. Baili An looked at him and seriously said, “The Ghost is a menace to the Mortal World, there is no need for me to hide this fact. You know it, I know it, the world knows it. If you have the heart to eradicate this ghostly calamity, why would you need someone else’s reminder? The desolate house is right there, how could I stop you if you wish to go?” The cultivator was left speechless. The Ghost had a notorious reputation, was cruel, and extremely powerful. If it weren’t for the great examination, who would trouble the Ghost for no reason? Meng Zifei’s face turned awkward, and said, “Brother Lin…” The patrolling cultivator snickered, clearly not giving much face to Meng Zifei, and sarcastically said, “I know, I know, Young Master Meng is none other than a guest elder of the Wandao Immortal Alliance, a hundred miles under Baili. I’ll naturally give face to your friend. As this place has no master, I, Lin Jue, certainly have the capacity to accommodate others, but sadly we truly do not have an extra tent for keeping warm.” Most of the cultivators staying here came from all directions, mostly Loose Cultivators, and ninety percent of them belonged to the Wandao Immortal Alliance. The Wandao Immortal Alliance held the largest and widest range of cultivators among all Immortal Sects, but it also had a rather glaring shortcoming; these cultivators found it hard to unite and act together. They only submitted to higher-ranked cultivators of their own, and allies of the same rank appeared quite alien and cumbersome to them. Fang Geyu, who was used to being followed and admired on regular days, probably wasn’t recognized here, and she couldn’t tolerate such sarcastic remarks. She snorted coldly, and with a gentle tap on her Qiankun Bag at her waist, nine dazzling unicorns carrying the Golden Jade Carriage emerged, floating in the clouds. Cultivators of the Wandao Immortal Alliance usually voiced their grievances bitterly, relying on resources distributed by the Immortal Alliance for cultivation, diligently and earnestly advancing to the Sea Expansion Realm after hundreds of years. Even so, where had they ever seen such grand and luxurious Spiritual Objects of the Immortal families? Lin Jue was dumbstruck, his view of Fang Geyu undergoing a great change. What a situation, even the well-known Miss Lan of the Immortal Alliance couldn’t produce such a display. Fang Geyu glanced at him, disdainfully scoffed, “Those wretched tents are only for lowly people like you to sleep in. It’s truly pitiful that even tents that can withstand the marsh’s environment aren’t spare one or two. I really don’t know what you find so pleasing about yourself.” Pinching her nose, showing a look of disgust at Lin Jue’s scent, she first stepped onto the carriage frame and waved at Baili An and Li Jiujiu, saying, “You two had better not get too close to him. If his sour stench rubs off on you, Miss here won’t let you get up.”

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