After all, they were fellow disciples who had lived together for so many days, and Jia Le was only initially intimidated by Lin Yu's aura.
After recovering, Jia Le sincerely admired Lin Yu for having such strength at such a young age.
After traveling through most of the night, Lin Yu and Jia Le finally emerged from the Baili Mountains.
The sun was gradually rising, and the sky was beginning to lighten. The two of them were a little tired after a night of running.
"Junior brother, are you really alright?" Jia Le asked Lin Yu with concern.
They were able to arrive so quickly not only because of Lin Yu's Divine Movement Talisman, but also because Lin Yu felt that the speed was still too slow, and even used the Divine Travel Supernatural Power of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Transformations.
Carrying Jia Le, we sped through the jungle like flying.
That's why Jia Le was worried about Lin Yu, telling him not to overwork himself.
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, it'll be fine."
Lin Yu wiped his sweat, indicating that it wasn't a big problem.
Lin Yu stood on the mountaintop, took a deep breath, and his tense mind relaxed.
He looked down at Ren Family Town below. "Senior brother, you wait here."
In his heart, he silently "blessed" his two senior brothers.
At this time, in Ren Family Town, inside the mortuary...
Many of the Maoshan who received the message from Uncle Nine have already arrived at the scene.
They took their seats, while their disciples stood respectfully outside, arranged in two rows, guarding the door.
It can be said that the scale and momentum were exceptionally large.
Uncle Nine, dressed in a Daoist robe, sat solemnly in the head seat, looking at the dozen or so Daoists on either side.
"Fellow disciples, now all the ghosts have come out. If we don't catch them, they'll haunt the place, and that will be a real problem."
"But catching so many ghosts is definitely not something I can do alone."
The Daoist priests on both sides fell silent after hearing Uncle Nine's request.
They are actually unwilling to do this kind of thankless and arduous work.
Subduing the hundred ghosts would also be Lin Jiu's achievement. If he failed to complete it, the ghost officials would blame him, and those of them who participated later might be punished as well.
So now everyone is hesitant.
"Senior brother, let's wait for our eldest brother to arrive before making a decision on this matter."
The middle-aged Daoist priest sitting at the head of the table knew that his senior brother was nearby, so he thought it best to wait until Shi Jian arrived before making a decision.
Those of you who are junior disciples should not act on your own initiative.
The others nodded in agreement; if their senior brother was going to come, they would definitely listen to him.
When they first joined the sect, their kung fu was taught by their senior brother, and they knew his temperament very well.
If we don't wait for him, and the senior brother gets angry, none of us will have an easy time.
Uncle Nine pondered silently for a moment, realizing it was indeed the right thing to do. He was about to nod in agreement when Qiu Sheng behind him said with a displeased look, "So many of us are waiting for him, who does he think he is?"
"Yeah, who is it?" Wen Cai echoed Qiu Sheng.
After the two of them went on and on, not only did Uncle Nine lose face, but everyone present also looked disgusted.
If their senior brother isn't even considered a big shot, then what are they?
"You even dare to say that about your senior brother! Senior brothers, you guys are getting bolder and bolder!" Lin Yu's voice came from the doorway.
"Xiao Yu?!" Uncle Nine's face lit up with joy. Xiao Yu is back?
Lin Yu's voice reached the room even before he arrived.
Just as everyone was wondering, in the blink of an eye, two figures appeared in the room like lightning, accompanied by a yellow light.
Everyone was stunned by Lin Yu and his companion's cool entrance.
Once they could see who it was, all the old Daoist priests looked on with curiosity.
They knew the older one, that kid Four Eyes' disciple; could the younger one be the "Xiao Yu" their senior brother mentioned?
"Junior brother, it really is you back!"
Qiu Sheng Wen Cai and Wen Cai happily ran to greet Lin Yu.
"Master, your disciple is late."
Lin Yu didn't give the two a friendly look, and went straight to Uncle Nine, performing a master-disciple salute.
"Get up quickly, Xiao Yu, did you and Jia Le rush here overnight? Where is your martial uncle?"
Uncle Nine happily helped Lin Yu up, but when he looked behind them, he couldn't see Four Eyes.
"Uncle-Master Four Eyes and Uncle-Master Chin Hok had to return to the sect for some business, so it was just the two of us who came."
Lin Yu didn't elaborate on what Four Eyes was going to do. With so many people around, it would be bad for everyone if he accidentally let something slip.
"Wen Cai, take your junior brother and senior brother down to rest. They must be tired after traveling all night."
Uncle Nine noticed the fatigue in Lin Yu's eyes and instructed Wen Cai to take the two of them down to rest.
The younger generation doesn't need to worry about the Ghost Festival.
Upon hearing this, the old Daoist priests on both sides couldn't help but frown.
Well, we've come all this way to help you, and you haven't even offered any thanks. It seems like a junior like you deserves all this concern.
Everyone felt a little resentful, not to mention the two rows of disciples of Lin Yu's generation standing outside the door.
Why should they have to stay outside, while you can rest as soon as you arrive?
"No need, Master, I can handle it."
Lin Yu shook his head; he had already noticed that the expressions on the faces of these people were starting to change.
"Master Uncle... Master Uncle"
Just as Uncle Nine was about to offer further advice, the greetings of his disciples rang out from outside the door.
Uncle Nine quickly looked outside and immediately spotted his eldest disciple, Shi Jian, dressed in a black and white Daoist robe with a serious expression...
Behind Shi Jian was a young man in his early twenties with a fashionable hairstyle, wearing a yellow jacket.
Lin Yu also looked over. The moment he met Shi Jian, he felt that this old Daoist priest was unfathomable. However, Lin Yu's main focus was on the arrogant young man behind him.
This was the breaking point of the conflict between Master and Senior Uncle. It can be said that everything was because of him that the two of them completely fell out.
Lin Yu didn't know how to resolve the situation. If he didn't take action, sooner or later Uncle Nine would have to face Shi Jian because of Wen Cai Qiu Sheng's troubles.
If we're going to do something, we can only start with Shi Shaojian. Should we beat him into submission? Or just turn him into a puppet?
Lin Yu stared at Shi Shaojian, silently pondering what to do.
At this moment, Shi Jian ignored the bows of his junior disciples and walked into the main hall with a serious expression.
The people sitting in their seats quickly stood up and bowed, led by Uncle Nine.
"Who started this?"
Shi Jian didn't stand on ceremony and sat directly in Uncle Nine's seat, raising an eyebrow and asking in a deep voice.
Shi Jian's expression changed, and the hearts of his fellow disciples who had just sat down skipped a beat.
In a sect, it is usually the senior disciple who teaches martial arts on behalf of the master.
So they were scolded by Shi Jian from a young age, and now when they see Shi Jian's expression change, they instinctively get scared.
"They are my two good-for-nothing disciples, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng," Uncle Nine said helplessly, glancing at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng standing straight behind him, showing no remorse whatsoever.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and report it.