Black Wind had just led Xu Yi into the secret chamber when Xu Yi pulled back his hood. Black Wind was about to speak, but suddenly realized that Brother Gong's cultivation level was wrong.
Even so, it didn't immediately occur to him that this wasn't the real man.
Xu Yi had simply gotten every detail right beforehand. At that moment, his bearing and expression both fit, and most importantly, he had taken the initiative to pull back his hood.
"Talk about bad luck. The Eldest Master was cultivating a divine ability, and just watching him left me badly injured. I even lost a whole cultivation level. Who knows how long it'll take to make up for this loss?"
Xu Yi picked up his cup and drained it.
Black Wind Venerable smiled. "With the Eldest Master around, how could Brother Gong ever be short on resources? Last year, on Shangsi Festival night, when I went with you to meet the Eldest Master, I saw it clearly. The Eldest Master practically hung on your every word."
Xu Yi narrowed his eyes. "Black Wind, take out your Three Flames Spear and light it up for me."
Black Wind froze for a moment, then rubbed his head and burst out laughing. "Third Brother, I only asked because I saw your cultivation level had dropped and worried some lowlife might be impersonating you. And here you are, suspecting me first."
Huang Mei sent a thought over: "Good thing my abilities have improved by leaps and bounds. I can absorb most of Gong Chu's life wheel now, and my ability to take in memories has improved a lot too. Otherwise, you'd have given yourself away this time. These old ghosts really aren't easy to fool."
Xu Yi sent a thought back: "You've done a great service—an