Chapter 1250

Before the words were finished, it dissipated on the spot.

Dong Rui shrugged and said to He Lingchuan, "I take back what I just said. It seems the Profound Lu Ghost King still failed to stop its subordinates from betraying it."

"Even ghosts know right from wrong. It was heartless, so its subordinates were faithless." He Lingchuan turned toward the southwest. "Every drink and every bite is predestined."

The sun slanted west, and twilight was approaching.

Amidst the sea of trees and waves of foliage, the three of them advanced toward the final guidance of the black-robed ghost.

……

Before they had gone seven miles, the three of them caught sight of the "Bai Shi" the black-robed ghost had mentioned.

It was a sheer cliff on the side of a mountain, the face of the cliff as if shaved, directly facing them. The reason it was so conspicuous was that it was entirely snow-white, and even had a lustrous, moist quality under the sunlight.

"A jade wall?" Dong Rui shielded his eyes with his hand. "Calling it a jade wall wouldn't be an exaggeration. If the purity is high, such a huge piece is worth a fortune."

It was his first time seeing an entire cliff made of jade. However, the jade wall had likely been exposed to wind and sun for too long, as its surface was slightly yellowed.

What surprised the three of them most was that there was actually a huge gap in this jade wall standing halfway up the mountain.

After weathering, mountain cliffs take on all sorts of shapes, and any terrain can be found. But the gap in this jade wall looked as if it had been stabbed in, at a seventy-five-degree angle to the ground.

It was like a soft cake that had been stabbed with a knife, leaving an unrecoverable wound.

In He Lingchuan's view, this strike was murderous and awe-inspiring. If this gap was truly formed naturally, he could only marvel at the uncanny workmanship of the power of creation.

"Let's go." With such an obvious landmark, it was unlikely they would recognize it wrong.

The three of them stepped toward the white jade wall, but before they had walked more than ten zhang, they began to drift apart in their direction of travel, and a disagreement arose.

Fu Liushan walked further and further west.

He was a Celestial Master who had volunteered to take the lead, and he could easily dispose of small ghosts along the way, so He Lingchuan and the other let him be.

He looked at the two of them and said naturally, "Come over here, where are you two going?"

He Lingchuan immediately felt something was wrong: "Where are *you* going again?"

"To search for Xuan Lu, of course." Fu Liushan looked puzzled. "Is there a problem?"

"Isn't the white jade wall over there?" He Lingchuan pointed with his hand. "Why are you heading west?"

"No, that's not right..." Fu Liushan looked at the west, then at the direction He Lingchuan pointed, stunned for a moment, and asked Dong Rui beside him, "What do you think? Which side do you see the white jade wall on?"

Dong Rui also pointed west: "That side."

Only the white jade wall He Lingchuan saw was in the southwest position.

The three of them were standing together, looking at the same geographical landmark; how could they see two different directions? If they were ordinary people encountering such a strange event in the deep mountains and old forests, their hearts would start to crawl.

Dong Rui also felt something was wrong, and his finger immediately shifted to the southwest: "But I trust him more."

"Good fellow, a ghost-beating-wall." Fu Liushan's expression changed slightly. "That fellow Xuan Lu knew we were going to the Bai Shi Wall and deliberately misled us."

Sure enough, their words and actions along the way had been spied upon. The black-robed ghost had let them set off toward the Bai Shi, and the Profound Lu Ghost King had used an illusion to shift their line of sight, creating a false impression of the direction.

Don't look at the error of only a dozen degrees; the further they walked, the greater the deviation would be. If they couldn't see the true direction of the Bai Shi Wall for a single day, they wouldn't be able to find the Ghost King's nest for a single day, and they might not even be able to walk out of this great forest themselves.

Living people dared not collect food and water in the Howling Forest and had to carry it with them.

"This illusion is realistic; I didn't even notice it." How could they find the true direction? Fu Liushan pondered.

This was the Ghost King's territory, and using the forest to interfere with their judgment couldn't be more convenient.

"Just follow me." He Lingchuan turned his head toward the southwest; Fu Liushan couldn't see the red light flashing across his eyes. "I can see through the Ghost King's illusion."

"Do you plan to explain?" Fu Liushan was gradually getting used to this person's strangeness.

He Lingchuan jumped off the high ridge and took the lead in walking toward the southwest: "This is also a natural gift."

An insincere answer. Dong Rui and Fu Liushan rolled their eyes, simultaneously.

They had no choice but to follow He Lingchuan.

Such great mountains were devoid of human traces, so naturally, there were no ready-made paths. The weeds were as tall as a person, their edges as sharp as blades; bumping into them would open bloody gashes all over your face.

Dong Rui chose a lazy method, summoning the Ghost Ape to grow large and clear the way. Where it walked, the tall grass and shrubs were flattened, making it much easier for those behind to follow.

Fu Liushan looked at its majestic back and clicked his tongue: "Your spirit pet isn't just a simple monster, is it? Why does it look a bit like those corpse puppets to me?"

Dong Rui sneered: "Those ugly monsters that can't be brought to the table, are they worthy of being compared to my Number Seventeen?"

"Number Seventeen?" Fu Liushan asked curiously. "You have many spirit pets? Are you a Monster Tamer?"

Dong Rui answered vaguely: "I suppose so."

The two were chatting when the grass on the side rustled, and something shot through several blades of grass, heading straight for Dong Rui.

He was talking, his mouth open; if it had hit accurately, it would have gone in the front and out the back.

He Lingchuan had been keeping an eye on the surroundings, so he casually drew his Floating Life Blade.

Only two "ding" sounds were heard, and those two things were knocked away by the Floating Life Blade.

Dong Rui looked down and saw they were two yellowish needles, a bit like porcupine quills, longer than a middle finger, with sharp tips and tiny barbs.

Once stabbed by them, even if it wasn't a vital spot, one would likely suffer.

The Ghost Ape also felt something was wrong, let out a roar, took a big leap, and went to pull up the grass to beat the enemy.

That thing also fired at it, but the Ghost Ape had thick skin and flesh; as long as it casually blocked its eyes, the quills couldn't pierce its skin and armor at all.

The enemy was exceptionally agile, but the Ghost Ape was tall and long-legged, chasing it everywhere. Finally, the Ghost Ape got annoyed, grabbed its Purple Gold Rod as a grass-beating stick, poked around in the grass a few times, and suddenly threw the rod in the posture of a fisherman spearing fish.

A squeak came from the grass; it had hit the mark.

When the Ghost Ape held the rod high, the three of them saw clearly that a monster was skewered on the rod, at most four feet tall, looking a bit like a lemur, its gray fur almost gone, but its tail was longer than its head, colored like a withered branch, with two small holes at the tip.

He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes the quills firing from the tip of the tail, aiming straight for the Ghost Ape's eyes. Of course, it didn't succeed.

This kind of monster was very rare.

"Ling Ying!" Dong Rui clapped his hands happily. "Good, good, I've always wanted to get a rare breed to experiment with..."

The Ling Ying was a very rare monster species; even Dong Rui, who was so knowledgeable, had only seen its portrait in ancient books.

As soon as the words fell, the ground behind him and Fu Liushan suddenly sank slightly, and something flipped out from underground silently, flicking a red rope toward Dong Rui's back.

This thing lay prone on the ground, short and flat, but with a large surface area.

A gray shadow immediately shot from Dong Rui's shoulder, as fast as an arrow, and with a "whoosh," it pierced through this big guy.

(End of chapter)