The sword was given to him by Thirteen. Coupled with Thirteen's hesitant demeanor every time they met, the author of this note was already obvious.
The content on the note was completely different from what Ghost King had told him before. Under normal circumstances, Lu Wuming felt he shouldn't believe the note.
After all, in his memory, Ghost King had been genuinely good to him.
And a father who was so good to his son shouldn't lie about such a crucial matter.
However, even though his heart thought so, upon seeing the note, Lu Wuming suddenly felt that the things that had been bothering him all along seemed to become clear in an instant.
He knew his aesthetic sense wasn't that bad.
Chu Wu looked like a monster. Even if she was biologically female, he couldn't be so desperate as to consider such a monster his lover.
As for Liu Buli, from a biological perspective, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be a man.
But when he thought about it, Lu Wuming's first reaction wasn't disgust or revulsion. Instead, he couldn't help but think, so what if he's a man? Isn't he incredibly cute even if he's a man?
If it were Liu Buli, let alone the issue of gender, even if his race changed, not human, not ghost, but some kind of fox spirit, he felt he could completely accept it.
Lu Wuming stroked his chin.
He seriously recalled Liu Buli's appearance in his mind and then began to unconsciously ponder if the other party might indeed be a fox spirit.
After all, if he were just a human, being that beautiful would indeed be unreasonable.
Thinking of this, his gaze returned to the note. His eyes finally settled on the word "lover." Lu Wuming felt his mood seemed to improve.
Thirteen was truly a clever ghost who was good with words.
With just such a simple sentence, his mood improved so much. It seemed he would have to find a way to reward Thirteen properly when he returned.
Lu Wuming was thinking happily.
So much so that he completely forgot his original purpose for coming to the human world.
As for the ferocious-looking Liu Buli in his memory?
After accepting the premise that the other party was his lover, Lu Wuming had proactively found excuses for him.
Even if Liu Buli had done anything abusive to him, there must have been a reason. When they met, he would ask him properly. As long as the excuse he gave was believable, then if it was Liu Buli, Lu Wuming felt there was nothing he couldn't accept about the memories.
His mood couldn't help but improve further, and Lu Wuming quickened his pace towards Dan Sect.
When he finally approached the territory of Dan Sect and felt the familiar aura, Lu Wuming became even more certain that what Thirteen had told him was definitely not a lie.
Because just sensing Liu Buli's aura made his mood exceptionally joyful. If this wasn't from love, Lu Wuming felt there was no other language that could explain it.
When he arrived at the sect, it was already evening. At least he hadn't forgotten his identity as the young master of the ghost clan. Lu Wuming had even imagined in his mind the scene of a tragic love between him and Liu Buli due to their identities.
So, to avoid causing trouble for the other party, he had to hide himself well.
Praising his own thoughtfulness and tenderness in his heart, Lu Wuming concealed his aura and infiltrated the sect at the fastest speed.
Ignoring the elders and disciples, Lu Wuming went straight to the Sect Leader's courtyard. The closer he got to that place, the clearer the memories in his mind became.
He even recalled Liu Buli crying in his arms.
He knew that the scene he had always wanted to see, what was it all about? If he replaced the face he wanted with Liu Buli's, wouldn't everything be explained simply and clearly?
However, after searching the Sect Leader's courtyard, Lu Wuming still couldn't find Liu Buli. The other party's aura was indeed nearby, which at least proved that Liu Buli had not left Dan Sect to go elsewhere.
So where did he go in the pitch black of the night?
The frustration in his heart deepened. Lu Wuming followed the aura he sensed towards the back mountain of the sect. As he got closer, he realized that this place seemed different from his memories.
When did such a large, flat open space appear?
And what was that giant alchemy furnace in the open space?
He could feel that Liu Buli's aura was closest to the alchemy furnace. But the two figures beside the alchemy furnace, from any angle, were definitely not Liu Buli.
His doubts grew, and inexplicably, a bad premonition arose.
Lu Wuming sped towards the alchemy furnace. As he approached the two figures, they had already discovered his presence.
Upon seeing him approach, You Siqi and Shen Muzhi were both stunned. They even thought that too many things had happened recently, causing them to go insane and hallucinate. Otherwise, why would they see Lu Wuming coming here? Shouldn't he still be detained in the ghost realm?
Shen Muzhi froze and stopped moving.
But You Siqi seemed to have truly broken under the pressure, his nerves having been too taut for too long. In any case, he didn't know where he found the courage. When he reacted, he found himself extending his arms and giving Lu Wuming a big hug.
This action shocked Shen Muzhi and stunned Lu Wuming.
Just as Shen Muzhi was seriously contemplating whether he needed to help You Siqi defend himself, and Lu Wuming was trying to figure out if he should crush this seemingly familiar bug, You Siqi, while still in the embrace, burst into tears and said, "Lu Wuming, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back, we wouldn't have been able to hold on!"