It was exactly as Lu Wuming had imagined.
The moment he heard You Siqi's words, his previously lazy master suddenly seemed to have been injected with a shot of adrenaline. His eyes lit up, and with an excited expression, he eagerly pressed, "You really found the way? Where is it? If we go now, can we still be the first?"
Having been friends for so long, Liu Buli's reaction was entirely within You Siqi's expectations.
The proud expression on his face became even more pronounced. You Siqi nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's not too far from here. You're quite lucky. And honestly, even if others find it, so what? They don't know how to open the inner layers of this secret realm. Even if they find it, it'll be useless, won't it?"
What he said was indeed true.
Liu Buli immediately urged You Siqi to lead the way.
Listening to their incomprehensible conversation, Lu Wuming's mood clearly worsened. He had initially intended to continue punishing his foolish disciple, but seeing him like this, Liu Buli couldn't bear it any longer.
Pursing his lips, he walked over to Lu Wuming. He placed an arm around Lu Wuming's shoulder, yawned, and whether intentionally or not, leaned on Lu Wuming. Then he said, "Wuming, this secret realm we're in is more troublesome than the ones we've experienced before. Firstly, the entrance to the secret realm has two gates, connecting the human and ghost realms. Secondly, the secret realm is divided into outer and inner layers. They say there are good things here that can help one ascend to immortality and sainthood, but those things are mostly in the inner layer."
As he spoke, he thought of the long sword he held in his hand. He glanced down, and his smile widened.
He moved the hand on Lu Wuming's shoulder aside, pinched Lu Wuming's cheek, and continued, "But our Wuming is still very lucky. Even in the outer layer, you managed to find such a good magical treasure for me. It truly makes your master very happy."
Despite saying so much, Liu Buli knew very well that his foolish disciple didn't take his words to heart. Or rather, for Lu Wuming, the warmth of Liu Buli's hand on his shoulder was probably more important than anything he was saying.
It was precisely because of this that Liu Buli could clearly feel that after he got closer to Lu Wuming, the intense, unconcealed resentment emanating from him seemed to completely dissipate.
After hearing Liu Buli finish speaking, Lu Wuming finally pouted and replied in a somewhat pitiful voice, "Master is clearly praising me, yet he always does things that punish me. He knows what Wuming wants, but he refuses to comply. Such a master is truly wicked."
Liu Buli smiled, showing no intention of refuting Lu Wuming. He even nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, your master is indeed such a wicked person. Are you unhappy about it? Because I'm so wicked, you don't like me anymore?"
How could he not like him?
His feelings for Liu Buli could be described as infatuation. And Lu Wuming knew exactly what kind of person he was. How could he dislike him for such a thing?
He let out a long sigh and pouted.
Turning around, he pulled Liu Buli into his embrace and kissed his cheek. Lu Wuming sighed softly and said, "Master, you always know how to control Wuming."
Liu Buli raised an eyebrow. "You don't like being controlled by me?"
"I like it, I like it very much," Lu Wuming murmured.
He shifted the arm around Liu Buli, clearly intending to slide it downwards. But before he could reach his desired position, Liu Buli slapped his hand away.
Liu Buli widened his eyes and said earnestly, "Although I don't know how much fire absorbing that resentment has brought you, at least until we leave this secret realm, you need to behave yourself. It's only because others are present that I'm temporarily reconciling with you. But this doesn't mean I've completely forgiven you. What happens next will depend on your performance. Do you understand?"
Of course, he understood.
Especially after being ignored for so long and being unable to touch his master after walking for such a long time, Lu Wuming had learned his lesson.
Yet, even so, he still tried to tug at Liu Buli's sleeve to express his condition, saying, "Master, Wuming still feels a bit uncomfortable. It's like it hasn't been dealt with, and it's very unpleasant."
He didn't need to say it; Liu Buli understood quite well.
Although Lu Wuming liked him, he usually knew his limits. The fact that he was constantly clinging to him like this was simply because he was feeling stifled.
He understood and sympathized, but he was powerless.
Liu Buli was quite certain that if he were to satisfy Lu Wuming, his old back might be completely done for.
With that thought, he completely ignored his great dog's pleas and turned to Shen Muzhi. He said loudly, "I've appeased Wuming. Let's go to the inner layer now. I'll handle it later, so you guys just be ready to open the door."
Lu Wuming looked confused. "Master, what do you need to do?"
Liu Buli smiled charmingly and said, "I need a bit of ghost blood, but don't worry, it won't hurt too much."