The Great Heavenly Change had begun, and the Yellow Springs Sect had opened.
The forces representing ghosts were about to step onto the stage of history, leaving Lu Bei both shocked and delighted.
What shocked him was that he still wasn't prepared. He couldn't fight, couldn't speak, and had no strength even to truss a chicken. How could he stand against the ghosts of monsters like the First Generation Monster Emperor and Qi Lijing?
For all he knew, his Cheap Master Mo Buxiu might be over there too.
He had never cultivated any techniques for Ghostly Creatures, nor did he have an alternate identity on that side. He couldn't straddle the fence, and drifting through half a life would be useless.
What delighted him was that a huge wave of experience was about to arrive.
When all was said and done, he was still short on experience!
"Tai An Demon King."
"Hmm? What instructions does the clan leader have... Ah, I lost my composure. Tai Mou was thinking about something."
Lu Bei came back to himself and realized that, carried away by his wild imagination, he had associated countless irrelevant things together. He subconsciously stroked his chin and stopped transmitting Spiritual Qi. This made Huang Xiao extremely uncomfortable. At this critical juncture, she was stuck halfway and urged him not to stop.
Lu Bei formed a sword with two fingers and resumed the Spiritual Qi. Ignoring the soul-hooking moan, he continued pondering the possibilities behind the Great Heavenly Change.
Rather than let his thoughts run wild, he might as well ask Yinglong. Under Heaven, Yinglong was closest to the Heavenly Dao, and he surely knew plenty of inside information.
But Lu Bei also knew that Yinglong wouldn't tell him the truth. Asking would only add to his troubles, and Yinglong