Ghost Gu looked up. A grey crane flew down from the clouds beyond the sky, its sharp beak as red as blood and very eye-catching. However, he knew that the grey crane was not a living thing, but a certain kind of communication spirit that he had seen before.
Even as he thought this, the grey crane already opened its beak and spoke in a human voice: "Old Gu, we haven't seen each other in days, and you've grown quite imposing!"
Duan Xiang! That fellow who specialized in shady, dirty work and also had some "friendship" with Ghost Gu.
Although Yu Ci's refining of his divided thoughts made Ghost Gu's original consciousness increasingly useless, that sense of disgust was still quite real. If given the chance, he would definitely crush that thing that constantly styled itself an "old friend" while always harboring malicious intentions.
With the grey crane right before him, Ghost Gu turned his head away. Duan Xiang lacked the ability of prescience, so he was definitely nearby, perhaps even watching how he had disciplined Black Flood Dragon True Man.
Sure enough, the grey crane promptly reported a position, invited him over, and then turned into smoke out of thin air, disappearing without a trace.
Was this wretch seeking death?
At another time, whether Yu Ci or Ghost Gu, they would certainly have "granted his wish." Recently, however, he had lingered for far too long with Black Flood Dragon True Man and Wuying, and a certain "first believer" was still waiting for him to save her. Therefore, Yu Ci was completely disinclined to lend a hand, and with a cold laugh, he left directly—of course, certainly not heading toward the location the grey crane had given.
While flying, Yu Ci carefully considered Li Shan's problem.
He had ignored it