MOF Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Xie Yiling Sees Through the Strategy to Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain, Only to See Bright Lights, But Hear No People…

Seeing everyone looking at him, Gui Wenxin continued with a firm tone, “Yin Yue cannot leave Ghost City. The spirit chamber is guarded by disciples every day, under strict surveillance. My father also goes to check frequently to ensure the spiritual artifact is always inside the spirit chamber.”

Xie Yiling, however, heard something amiss. He frowned, thought carefully, and his expression changed: “Not good! The chaos in Shuo City today is likely a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!”

Shen Wangu didn’t understand and hurriedly asked, “What makes you say that?”

Xie Yiling explained, “This attack on Cang Ling Du, judging by the numbers, Wen Liangchen and his group have almost released all their Yin corpses. It certainly looks like they’re using all their forces, determined to overthrow Cang Ling Du. But these Yin corpses, though large in number, are all low-level. It’s impossible for them to successfully conquer Shuo City when Cang Ling Du is on full alert.”

Gu Huanzhi understood: “Back then, Tian Yong Residence was ambushed at night, and reinforcements couldn’t arrive in time, so they were wiped out. And to deal with Mo City, they first used the plague to provoke and alienate the Immortal sects and the common people, causing the Water-Ink Immortal Estate to lose the people’s hearts, planting the seeds of crisis in advance, so they succeeded in one fell swoop.”

“But this time, Cang Ling Du was prepared and even sought help from other Immortal sects. Logically, anyone would know that this isn’t a good opportunity to attack. But they still did it, which is too unreasonable.”

Xie Yiling continued, “There’s nothing unreasonable about it, because their real target isn’t Shuo City. It’s to take advantage of the fact that all the Immortal sects are helping Cang Ling Du to sneak attack the only Immortal sect with a spiritual artifact – Ghost City.”

Gui Wenxin was most concerned about the safety of Ghost City. Hearing this, he hurriedly went out to send a message home.

Xie Yiling looked at Gui Wenxin’s hurried back and said, “It’s too late. Since this is their plan, Ghost City must have already been invaded by them.”

He looked down at A Si, who kept nudging his leg with his head, and patted his head: “A Si, you stay in Shuo City and help me take care of Master.”

Xie Yiling knew that he had become a target in Wen Liangchen’s eyes, and it was impossible to escape this plan unscathed.

Instead of hiding, it was better to face the enemy. It was just that Nangong Ci was seriously injured, and he didn’t plan to let him go to Ghost City together.

A Si whined softly in grievance but nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside, and Nangong Ci appeared in everyone’s eyes, holding the doorframe with one hand.

Xie Yiling’s expression changed slightly when he saw him come out: “Master, why are you out?”

He raised his hand, caught Nangong Ci’s wrist as it fell from the doorframe, held it tightly, and subtly blocked the doorway with half of his body.

Nangong Ci didn’t look at him, but said to everyone, “If Bian Ling really reappears, how should you all handle it?”

Xie Yiling remembered the spiritual artifact in his body, which was likely Bian Ling. He subconsciously clenched his hands, and the warm sensation of skin came from the back of his hand.

He paused guiltily and lowered his head to glance at it. Nangong Ci actually extracted his hand from his grasp in full view of everyone and covered the back of his hand.

Don’t worry.

Xie Yiling understood Nangong Ci’s gaze and understood why he insisted on going to Ghost City with him.

Since Nangong Yue could sense the aura of the spiritual artifact, Nangong Ci must have already guessed that he possessed it. Only when he was in his sight would he feel at ease.

Shen Wangu and the others didn’t notice their movements. He and Gu Ziyan looked at each other, hesitating: “This, Bian Ling originally belonged to the Water-Ink Immortal Estate. If it’s really found, it should be returned to Mo Third Young Master. However… Mo Third Young Master has now lost his mind and may not be able to fulfill his duty of guarding it.”

Gu Ziyan said, “Then whichever Immortal sect finds it, it should be handed over to whichever Immortal sect for safekeeping, how about that?”

Nangong Ci curled his lips slightly and agreed, “Okay.”

The group decided and went downstairs together.

Xie Yiling quietly asked Nangong Ci, “How are you? Your injuries are so serious, don’t force yourself.”

Nangong Ci said, “Don’t worry, the blood oath sacrifice only caused a large loss at the time. There’s no major impact after it’s over.”

Xie Yiling narrowed his eyes and scrutinized him: “Then you still fainted.”

Nangong Ci coughed twice and leaned on his shoulder: “A disciple doesn’t despise a useless master.”

Gui Wenxin finished sending the message and was about to leave with his disciples. Seeing everyone come out, he still gave a salute: “The crisis in Shuo City has been resolved, and I should return.”

Shen Wangu knew that Gui Wenxin was eager to return and didn’t keep him: “Shen is very grateful to everyone who came to help Cang Ling Du through this difficult time. Young Master Gui doesn’t need to worry. I will take a portion of Cang Ling Du’s disciples and go to Ghost City with Young Master Gui to do my best.”

Although Nangong Ci followed to Ghost City, A Si was left behind. Xie Yiling told him to help Liu Weiyuan. A Si flicked his tail and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Xie Yiling had just stepped out of the store when he accidentally collided with someone.

The person crashed straight into Xie Yiling’s back from behind. When Xie Yiling looked back, he raised his hand and gave a perfunctory salute: “Sorry, young master, are you, are you okay?”

Xie Yiling heard that he spoke somewhat unfluently, as if he were drunk, and didn’t bother with it: “I’m fine.”

The man in front of him was wearing a dark green robe, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, and a wine gourd was hanging from his waist. Perhaps because of his drunkenness, his face was slightly red, his eyes were blurred with a watery light, and his expression was extremely unclear.

The man lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at Xie Yiling, swaying as he continued to walk forward, waving his hand as he walked: “It’s okay, that’s good. It’s okay, good, it’s okay…”

Seeing the person walking away, Xie Yiling thoughtfully withdrew his gaze.

He sensed that this person was not simple. He tilted his head and looked at Nangong Ci with a questioning look, but saw the other person shake his head, indicating that he didn’t recognize him.

Ghost City, Undecided World.

Si Wumian took Mo Wuchou to confirm that the spiritual artifact was safe. He wanted to leave, but learned that Gui Wenxin had taken disciples to support Cang Ling Du. A strange sense of unease suddenly surged in his heart, so he didn’t leave at the Ghost City Lord’s request.

Mo Wuchou noticed his emotions and asked him privately, “Wumian, what’s wrong? You seem uneasy.”

Si Wumian sighed and replied truthfully, “I don’t know, I just feel strange in my heart.”

Mo Wuchou found a secluded pavilion and sat down with him: “If you have any troubles, can you tell me?”

Si Wumian frowned, somewhat hesitant: “Wuchou, what do you think is the purpose of so many Yin corpses attacking Cang Ling Du?”

Mo Wuchou replied without thinking, “Naturally, they want to destroy Cang Ling Du.”

Si Wumian listened and agreed with this statement, then said, “But I think there’s more to it than that. Why do they want to destroy Cang Ling Du in particular? Why not Southern Return, or the Sun and Moon Spirit Platform?”

Seeing that Si Wumian seemed a little obsessed with this question, Mo Wuchou cooperated and said, “Perhaps it’s because Cang Ling Du is closer, and they want to break through one by one, starting from the closest.”

“You mean, they want to destroy the entire Immortal Clan?” Si Wumian said, thinking of the strength of his own Immortal sect, and shook his head, “That’s unlikely. Moreover, judging from their actions, they’re not seeking the empty fame of dominating the world. If they were, then they should also establish a sect and form a demonic cult. With so many demons and evil spirits in the world, would they be afraid of not being able to recruit disciples?”

After listening, Mo Wuchou felt it made a lot of sense: “It is indeed a bit strange after hearing you say that.”

“They must have a purpose.” Si Wumian frowned even more tightly, wishing he could break down all the information he had obtained along the way, especially those strange formations he saw in the underground palace, word by word, and think about them.

“That’s right, Young Master Yue asked me to come to Ghost City to see the spiritual artifact!” Finally, Si Wumian had a flash of inspiration, “But the Ghost City’s spiritual artifact is fine, then what Young Master Yue sensed, wouldn’t that be Bian Ling?”

Mo Wuchou’s heart jumped, and he looked at him: “If they’re after the spiritual artifact, then Undecided World…”

Si Wumian stood up abruptly: “There’s definitely a problem. They used Yin corpses to distract people, allowing the Immortal sects to send people to help Cang Ling Du, taking the opportunity to launch a feint to the east while attacking in the west.”

The two hurriedly wanted to tell the Ghost City Lord about this. Just as they reached the main hall, a woman in red was just descending the steps.

Although there was a distance between them, her otherworldly temperament couldn’t be ignored. The red dress set off her snowy skin, and she quickly moved to the two of them with lotus steps.

This woman was Yin Fengyue, known as the Ghost Princess of Undecided World. Seeing Si Wumian’s solemn face, she felt a faint unease in her heart: “Do the two Immortal Lords have business in the main hall?”

Si Wumian and Mo Wuchou saluted her. Before they could open their mouths to explain, they heard a disciple’s shout coming from afar.

“Report – Demonic creatures are attacking Ghost City! I can’t tell what kind they are!”

Si Wumian’s heart jumped in surprise. He quickly exchanged a look with Mo Wuchou: “Ghost Princess, the Yin corpse siege of Cang Ling Du is likely a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain by the people behind the scenes. Their real purpose is to seize your Immortal sect’s spiritual artifact.”

Yin Fengyue’s expression instantly turned as cold as frost: “Thank you, Immortal Lords. I will lead my disciples to resist!”

As soon as she finished speaking, several disciples were suddenly knocked away from afar by a force and crashed heavily in front of the three of them.

The fastest sword flight from Ghost City to Shuo City only takes half a day. Xie Yiling and the others didn’t delay for a moment and arrived quickly.

Seeing several guards lying in pools of blood, everyone’s hearts sank, and anger surged in their chests.

The group entered the city without stopping, only to see dark clouds looming over Ghost City, and the entire city was devastated by wind and rain.

The people of Ghost City closed their doors tightly, making it seem desolate for a time. These puppets didn’t rush into the houses to harm the people, obviously waiting specifically for their arrival in the city.

Xie Yiling’s eyes swept around: “It’s puppetry again.”

Groups of black mist puppets flashed past, wanting to move at any opportunity.

Nangong Ci said, “These puppets multiply by killing one and becoming two. Ordinary Immortal techniques can’t eliminate them completely. If you all know how to counter-control, you can try.”

Xie Yiling remembered the counter-control technique used by Nangong Ci in Mo City. The two had cultivated together in Southern Return for ten years, and he naturally knew those Immortal techniques as well.

Unfortunately, this time the puppets weren’t as simple as those in Mo City. They possessed spiritual intelligence and were cunning and evasive. No matter how Xie Yiling and the others tried to counter-control them, they couldn’t succeed.

Gui Wenxin could see that these puppets were intentionally stalling and anxiously said, “I’ll leave this place to you all for now. I’ll take my disciples back to Undecided World to take a look!”

Everyone naturally had no objections and continued to fight wits and courage with the black mist puppets.

Ghost City is mountainous, and the terrain gradually decreases. Undecided World is located between the low and flat heaven and earth, surrounded by towering mountains. Before entering, there is a hundred-meter-long suspension bridge, with clear water and white stones under the bridge, and different scenery on the left and right.

Half of the sky is clear, with blue skies and floating clouds, and deer can be seen running through the green forest. Half of it is a dark night city, with lights like stars, and the streets are bustling with people.

But now, only bright lights are seen, and no sound of people is heard.

Gui Wenxin and a group of disciples crossed the suspension bridge with trepidation and entered the Immortal sect’s Undecided World.

First, they heard the sound of weapons clashing, and the group hurriedly went forward. Then they saw a ghostly black figure, incongruously intertwined among a group of disciples in dark red Immortal robes in Undecided World.

Gui Wenxin immediately gripped his sword and rushed forward, attacking.

The sword qi shot into the sky, breaking through the clouds, but the man didn’t even look at it and caught Gui Wenxin’s sneak attack with a backhand, turning his head and revealing a sarcastic smile: “Catching people off guard isn’t something a gentleman of the Immortal sect would do, Young Master Gui, what do you say?”