"Damn it! That bastard really did leave us behind!" The Ghost King couldn't hold back anymore and exposed his temper right in front of his subordinate, Qinglong.
Seeing this, Qinglong froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked away, pretending he hadn't heard.
"What are we supposed to do now?" The Ghost King was starting to panic!
"It's fine! Even if Little Junior Brother can't remember us, the other junior brothers will!" Wu Dayi reassured the Ghost King.
The Ghost King glanced at the two Big Bamboo Peak disciples, whose expressions remained calm. "You two sure take things easy!"
He Dazhi smiled at the Ghost King. "You get used to it!"
Hearing this, the Ghost King felt a strange pang of sympathy. He looked at Wu Dayi and He Dazhi with encouragement in his eyes.
Keep it up! You can do this! Hang in there!
Wu Dayi and He Dazhi had never dared to touch the ice around them. They watched the Ghost King and Qinglong standing on it with some curiosity.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable at all?" Wu Dayi couldn't help asking.
"Other than feeling a little weak, I'm fine," Qinglong replied, frowning slightly at Wu Dayi. He had no idea why he was asking.
"Then why are you standing on the ice?" Wu Dayi looked at Qinglong in confusion. "Don't you know my Little Junior Brother's Water Technique can render a cultivator's spiritual power useless and make their body weak?"
Qinglong's eyes flew open. Only then did he belatedly realize that the two Big Bamboo Peak disciples had been hovering in front of them the whole time.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Qinglong glared furiously at the two across from him.
After hearing their conversation, the Ghost King silently stepped onto his own magical treasure. No wonder his