Regarding Liu Buli's words, Lu Wuming listened with a sense of confusion, as if he understood yet didn't.
However, he did grasp the final sentence, which made him frown and reply with displeasure, "Shizun, I know you're much stronger than ordinary people, but that's no reason to disregard your own condition. I've heard from Shen Muzhi and the others about the 'one body, two souls' situation before. Such a dangerous event is enough to happen once; there's no need for a second time!" Lu Wuming spoke very earnestly.
Liu Buli smiled, not showing much reaction.
He actually wanted to tell Lu Wuming that if he were truly backlashed by the demonic sword, the consequences would be far more severe than the "one body, two souls" state. This was because during that period, although their two souls were vying for control, their ultimate goal was to possess the body. Therefore, no matter how fierce their struggle, neither of them would do anything that would truly harm the body.
But the demonic sword was different. If the wielder's body hindered the demonic sword's power, the sword would treat the wielder's body as unwanted trash. Just like the wielder they encountered in the Ghost City, the demonic sword would not stop until it had drained every last drop of energy from the body.
Thus, his current situation with the demonic sword was entirely him using his willpower to suppress the sword with all his might. If he took even one wrong step, he would face eternal damnation. Liu Buli understood this principle better than anyone.
However, even though he thought of these words, he had no intention of telling his foolish disciple. This was because the latter was truly incredibly foolish. In matters requiring thought and solutions, Lu Wuming could not offer any substantial help. It was better not to reveal the problem; his own worry was far better than both of them agonizing together.
With this thought, Liu Buli took a deep breath and changed the subject. He said, "Wuming, what I just told you was just a joke. Even if I really wanted to rest, my current situation wouldn't allow it. The cultivation world has been mostly sorted out, but do you think it's over? The people from the Ghost City are still waiting for you. You've been out for so long, and Thirteen has been looking for you for just as long. If I'm not mistaken, your cheap father should be making his next move, right?"
At this point, Lu Wuming's expression grew even more grim. Although he had lost his memory, after talking with Liu Buli, he had unhesitatingly chosen to completely trust Liu Buli's account. Because of this, the thought of the Ghost King's previous lies made Lu Wuming feel so disgusted that he almost wanted to vomit. If Thirteen hadn't warned him, or if he hadn't instinctively awakened his affection for Liu Buli upon seeing him, wouldn't the outcome of believing the Ghost King's words be that he would have personally killed Liu Buli, the one he loved most?
Just thinking about this possibility made Lu Wuming grit his teeth in hatred. Now, hearing Liu Buli say this, and realizing that the old bastard still had no intention of giving his Shizun a chance to rest, Lu Wuming felt increasingly uneasy, almost to the point of being driven mad.
They sat leaning against each other, and Liu Buli, looking at Lu Wuming's face, could completely guess what he was thinking. Reaching out, he gently pinched Lu Wuming's cheeks and smiled, saying, "Wuming, don't think about those messy things. Just stay by my side. Do as I tell you, and don't do or worry about anything I don't mention. Just like before, understand?"
Lu Wuming frowned. "But if I don't think about anything, won't only Shizun be doing all the thinking?"
Liu Buli did not deny his thought. Nodding, and meeting Lu Wuming's displeased gaze, Liu Buli retorted, "And if I let you think, can you come up with any meaningful ideas?"
This was clearly not possible. Lu Wuming was well aware of his own intellectual capacity. Because of this, Liu Buli's single sentence rendered him speechless. After a long pause, he was unable to utter a single word of rebuttal.
Seeing him like this, Liu Buli couldn't help but laugh again. He comfortingly patted Lu Wuming's head and continued slowly, "Everyone has their own area of expertise. Your strengths are not here, Wuming, so there's no need to force yourself to learn something. Moreover, as long as you stay by my side, I can feel much more at ease. This also greatly helps my thinking. You must always remember, as long as you can maintain the current situation, you are already the greatest help to me."
Liu Buli spoke very earnestly. Lu Wuming listened, but always felt something was amiss. However, Liu Buli didn't give him a chance to ponder further. Instead, he got up and walked over to Thirteen and Shen Muzhi, who were not far away. He nodded to them as a greeting, and then asked Thirteen, "Thirteen, based on your understanding of your Ghost King, he sent you to bring Lu Wuming back, but your mission hasn't been completed for so long. What would be his next arrangement?"
As soon as this question was asked, Thirteen answered without any hesitation, "Before I came out, the King... the current Ghost King had already instructed me. If Young Master is willing to return with me, then bring him back safely, without causing him too much harm. But if he is unwilling to return with me, I can send a signal to call others for help. Regardless, Young Master will not die, so it doesn't matter if he's chopped into pieces, as long as he can be brought back. How it's done is not important, as long as the objective is achieved."
Listening to Thirteen's words, Lu Wuming's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Liu Buli's expression was also not very pleasant. On the other hand, You Siqi, who had been with them all along, couldn't help but laugh. Shaking his head, he said, "To issue such an order to his own son. And after issuing the order, he still intends to continue playing the role of filial piety. I'm not saying this to be rude, but your Ghost Clan's family relationships are too casual! Don't you need to maintain any affection? As long as there's a blood tie, nothing else matters, is that it?"