With Li Pu, the Second-Skin Tailor, having set the precedent, the others followed his example.
Before descending into the well, one of them introduced himself to everyone. "Greetings, colleagues. My name is Mo Hechuan. I'm a practitioner of the mystic arts—in other words, what you commonly call a conjurer!"
"I specialize in conjuring all manner of beasts that soar through the heavens and burrow through the earth, and I'm also skilled at playing tricks on ghosts."
"I look forward to working with you all!"
With that said!
To show everyone what he could do, Mo Hechuan even formed a Dove Shadow with his hands. Then, as he swept both hands upward!
That Dove Shadow instantly turned into a real dove and flew away!
By the time everyone's gaze returned after being drawn away by the dove, Mo Hechuan had vanished from beside the Passage Well. Presumably, he had already entered it.
"I suspect Mo Hechuan left something out!" the Daoist said with a cold chuckle. "He probably doesn't just play tricks on ghosts. He's even better at playing tricks on people!"
"There shouldn't be any fundamental difference between tricking people and tricking ghosts. If there is, I'd say tricking ghosts is probably even harder."
Unlike the Daoist, Ye Qianfan did not find Mo Hechuan so objectionable.
On the contrary, he was fascinated by those sleight-of-hand tricks. If he could combine puppetry with conjuring, his own path might rise to another level!
Still unconvinced, the Daoist grumbled, "He's just a conjurer. What's so impressive about that? He can't even get into the Four Lesser Yin Gates. What's there to praise?"
"What are the Four Lesser Yin Gates?"
When Ye Qianfan had heard Li Pu introduce himself as a Second-Skin Tailor, one of the Four Lesser Yin Gates, he had already wondered