This was going too far!
"Hidden" was bad enough, but fucking "dainty" too? Was that any way to talk to a good friend?
Ren Ye felt rather indignant and was about to fire back, but he could not find an angle of attack, because when he had fought Hundred-Flower Immortal's false body, hers had been... quite large.
If he had to describe them, they were-round and perky.
Forget it, forget it. These ancient people haven't seen much. If I take this seriously, I'll have lost completely. It'll prove I really am hidden and dainty.
As he caught up, Ren Ye changed the subject. "Where are Ghost-Headed Saber and Poison Wine Flask?"
"They already found the entrance leading onward and went ahead." Hundred-Flower Immortal looked at Ren Ye. "...Have you seen Big Fat Dragon?"
"The two of us ran into the Witch Spirit Ghost Child. He's already activated the assignment," Ren Ye replied quietly. "We need to hurry."
"Mm. Those false bodies have vanished, so no one's blocking our way. Let's catch up."
As they spoke, Ren Ye followed Hundred-Flower Immortal north along the passage.
About seven minutes later, they passed through the outer region of the Spirit-Communicating Tunnel and entered an open stone doorway.
The moment they stepped inside, the icy chill grew stronger. The corridor was also considerably taller and wider, resembling a passage through an underground castle, spectacular and imposing.
After walking a little over two hundred meters, Ren Ye suddenly stopped and stared at the cracks in the passage walls.
"What are you looking at?" Hundred-Flower Immortal asked, turning back.
Ren Ye walked over to the wall, slowly raised his hand, and ran it over the surface. "Haven't you noticed...? These walls are covered in a thin layer of moss."
Hundred-Flower Immortal looked over and saw that