My Dead Friend Transmigrated
Chapter 63

This Is Called Swift and Fierce!

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Men

couldn't say they couldn't do it!

There was a saying: men stayed young until they died. And when it came to the ability that most defined them as men, even at seventy or eighty, they could not tolerate anyone questioning their masculinity.

Faced with Li Yao's doubts, Old Man Lu was embarrassed and annoyed, but he had no way to prove that he was perfectly capable.

The person spying on them must have possessed some treasure. After dodging the sword aura, he had vanished directly into nothingness, making it impossible for Lu Xingshen's Spirit Sense to catch him, let alone lock onto him.

Old Man Lu argued, "Is this about whether I can do it or not? The enemy's just too damn slippery."

Li Yao nodded.

Fine.

I'll find him for you.

"Kelin's Malicious Protection Spells" could not only detect malicious spying, but also mark, ward off, or even counterattack malicious targets. When that spy had been detected by Kelin's spell series, a Secret Magic Imprint had already been planted inside him. So, when the other party used secret arts or some item to block Old Man Lu's Spirit Sense, Li Yao had not lost track of him.

The sensation had merely become extremely vague.

But as long as the Secret Magic Imprint remained, he could find him.

So Li Yao said to Old Man Lu, "I'll find him for you. Don't let him get away again."

"You think you can find him?" Old Man Lu didn't believe him. Even a Tier 6 transcendent like himself couldn't lock down the other party's whereabouts. How could this kid possibly find him? He curled his lip. "If you can find him, I'll teach you swordsmanship."

Li Yao rolled his eyes and directly detonated the Secret Magic Imprint inside the spy.

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