"You didn't try studying that Soul Urn?" Mu Zhongping's eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness, but he quickly composed himself and said, "That's not good. The Li Xiangru you introduced to us earlier is still nowhere to be seen. We've entered an area close to the inner city, yet we haven't found a breakthrough. I originally thought the Soul Urn on your side might be of some use, but I didn't expect that...;...;"
"Heh heh, I was just afraid that once it was opened, I'd really turn from a human into a ghost. So it's better to keep this thing sealed. Don't you agree, Great Sect Master?" I said with a grin.
Mu Zhongping snorted coldly. "What a spineless little coward. If it were me, I'd take it out and see what clues it might reveal here. You actually sealed it away? Forget it. Where are you now? I'll take this group of old friends over to meet up with you."
I sneered inwardly. If I let you surround me, without the orthodox path holding you back, what difference would there be between being surrounded by you and being surrounded by a group of ghost immortals? Besides, you, Mu Zhongping, have a whole pile of ghost-immortal brothers. Who knows what kind of power you possess here? If I rashly let you catch me, wouldn't I be walking straight into a trap?
"Great Sect Master, just tell me where we should go next and what we should do. What's the point of meeting up? Huddle together for warmth? Aren't you all grown men—don't you feel embarrassed? I'm a ghost cultivator. It's safer for me to come and go alone than to bunch up in a crowd. Surely the Great Sect Master knows that." I controlled Third Brother as I spoke.
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