Xuan Ming had a point. No one could find fault with the Seven Soul-Refining Ghosts, but when it came to sending them out to probe and lure the enemy, none of them was willing. For a time, the eight ghosts fell silent.
Xuan Ming said, "Let's set this matter aside for now. The teleportation array has already sent us ahead of those two. We should first find a place to set up the formation, then discuss it further."
The Evil Ghost wreathed in green radiance said, "I came here some years ago. Three hundred li east of here lies a valley, right at a wind gap. It would be perfect for your Formless Divine Wind Formation, Big Brother."
Xuan Ming pondered for a moment, then said, "I've already abandoned the Formless Divine Wind Formation and switched to a formation called the Geng Metal Sword Formation."
Blood Shadow asked in surprise, "Big Brother, why abandon the Formless Divine Wind Formation when there was nothing wrong with it? The Geng Metal Sword Formation sounds like something from the sword cultivators' path. When did you start cultivating sword arts?"
Xuan Ming said, "About five hundred years ago, I obtained a sword scripture. I discovered that its cultivation method matched my attributes, so I only needed to directly convert my spiritual power without affecting my cultivation. I tried cultivating it back then, but found that I truly had no talent for swordsmanship, so I gave it up and never mentioned it to you. But over the past hundred years, perhaps because that bitch kept altering my body, I discovered that I possess an exceptional talent for swordsmanship..."
The Seven Soul-Refining Ghosts looked at one another, greatly astonished by the news. They had originally been eight wind-chasing snow leopards that had gained sentience. Later, they