The ghost tribe hadn't expected Lu Wuming to suddenly ask such a question. After hesitating for a moment, he honestly replied, "If you hadn't succeeded, then such delicious food wouldn't have been enjoyed by you alone. Everyone has been selecting their desired ingredients for the banquet. Many have already taken a liking to your food, but after all, you are the young master. Even if you hadn't managed to kill that old man, we would still have a portion for you when the banquet begins."
Lu Wuming let out a cold laugh.
I'm truly grateful to you all.
He remained silent, and the ghost tribe mistook his silence for anger.
After some thought, he tried to console him, saying, "Young master, you shouldn't worry too much. The King said you will definitely succeed, so there's no need to consider failure."
With that, his figure once again vanished into the darkness. Only when Lu Wuming could no longer sense any trace of the ghost tribe's presence did he frown, reach out, and pick up Liu Buli from the bed, taking him to clean himself.
When Liu Buli woke up the next morning, he looked up to find Lu Wuming unusually sitting in the room, his brows furrowed as he pondered something.
Sensing Liu Buli's gaze, Lu Wuming turned to look. Seeing that he was awake, he flashed a wide smile at Liu Buli and said, "Master, have you slept well?"
Liu Buli softly responded, rubbing his eyes, and looked in Lu Wuming's direction again. He asked with some surprise, "Why are you up so early today? Has something happened again?"
"I was a little worried, so I couldn't sleep," Lu Wuming sighed.
He recounted everything that had happened after Liu Buli had fallen asleep yesterday. After explaining, he added with a furrowed brow, "When I heard him mention wanting to make a move on you yesterday, I wanted to kill him on the spot. But I was afraid of alerting them. After all, you hadn't said you wanted to act, and I feared I might act at the wrong time, so I held back."
Who would have thought that the more he conceded, the more he fumed, and the more he endured, the more he felt he lost. The consequence of his deep-seated anger was tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep.
Listening to his explanation of yesterday's events, Liu Buli couldn't help but chuckle.
Seeing Lu Wuming look at him with a wronged expression, he quickly comforted him, "Wuming, you did the right thing this time. You really should control your emotions and not act impulsively, alerting them."
Receiving his master's praise, Lu Wuming's pent-up emotions finally eased a little.
He nodded obediently and said, "I'm just angry that they dared to have designs on you. Master, when it's time to act, tell me. I want to tear all those ghost tribe members to shreds."
"That won't do," Liu Buli shook his head and said with a smile, "You are now a prominent figure in the cultivation world. You can't be associated with those ghost tribe members. So, even if war breaks out, you must use your spiritual arts properly and not reveal your true nature."
Lu Wuming let out a "ah," feeling extremely dejected for a moment.
However, Liu Buli didn't back down this time. After a moment of thought, he asked, "But there's one thing that puzzles me. If these ghost tribe members can freely enter and exit people's rooms, how can you guarantee that what you're telling me now hasn't been overheard by them?"
"Because I am very sensitive to their aura. Perhaps it's due to being of the same race, I can sense their presence as soon as they get close. And they don't seem to be able to use a drop of blood or a piece of flesh as eyes or ears like I can. Even if they could, I would still sense the presence of their blood and flesh. So, our conversation definitely won't be eavesdropped on."
He spoke with great seriousness.
Upon receiving this answer, Liu Buli relaxed considerably.
He curved his lips and said, "That solves the problem. If they can't monitor our conversations, then they won't know how I'm arranging for you to do things either. Since that's the case, you don't need to worry too much. Just do as I say, and everyone will be safe."
Lu Wuming nodded heavily and obediently replied, "Okay."
The next few days were for rest. Three days later, the final match of the martial arts competition would commence.
Liu Buli reaching the finals was something he hadn't expected himself. After much thought, he attributed his current success to having replaced his internal organs with those of the ghost tribe, making him not entirely human. Or perhaps it was due to the frequent dual cultivation recently, which had indeed significantly boosted his cultivation.
In any case, the opponents he had originally thought he couldn't defeat had all fallen before him. And it wasn't just him; even Lu Wuming had reached the semifinals, which was truly miraculous and unbelievable.
Standing on the martial arts stage, he looked across at his opponent.
Master Linkong's expression was as calm as ever.
His white hair was casually draped behind him, and the beard below his lips was also white and long, reaching his chest.
Sensing Liu Buli's gaze, Master Linkong bowed to him respectfully and greeted him, "Sect Leader Liu, compared to our last meeting, you have indeed made great progress."
"Master is too kind," Liu Buli said with a smile. "I've recently taken in a disciple, and to educate him, I've had to learn more myself. Over time, my cultivation has naturally improved."
Master Linkong smiled. He knew the relationship between Liu Buli and the "disciple" he mentioned, but unlike others, he didn't show any direct signs of disgust or disdain. Instead, his expression was calm, and his tone was gentle and slow as he said, "Sect Leader Liu is being modest again."
Liu Buli pursed his lips and smiled, not responding.
After the pleasantries, the time for the final match arrived.
As he heard the bell ring from the judges' stand, Liu Buli hadn't even had time to react when Master Linkong seized the opportunity and launched an attack.
Liu Buli's mind was filled with the scenes from the novel. The appearance of the ghost tribe was timed specifically for when Master Linkong was exhausted.
Therefore, Liu Buli had no intention of retaliating or wasting his spiritual energy on defense.
He merely dodged Master Linkong's techniques rapidly, calculating the time in his heart.
When Master Linkong unleashed his tenth move, Liu Buli suddenly felt the surrounding aura turn cold.
He frowned.
It seemed the uninvited guests were finally about to show themselves...