Since speaking was impossible in the water, Lu Wuming directly transmitted his voice into Liu Buli's heart using spiritual energy.
The sensation was as if he were standing within Liu Buli's mind, speaking to him. It was peculiar, yet it stirred an indescribable flutter in his heart.
Lu Wuming's voice, already inherently magnetic, seemed to become even more pleasant this way, causing Liu Buli to lose his composure and blush, his heart pounding inexplicably.
However, his racing heart was only for the tone of the voice.
As for the content of the message...
Liu Buli's lips twitched.
Was the issue of transformation truly going to be a recurring problem?
He once again clearly felt the extent of Lu Wuming's jealousy, and not just jealousy, but a terrifying, almost frenzied possessiveness. He was afraid of even a sliver of Liu Buli's attention straying, utterly and hopelessly obsessive.
Sighing inwardly, Liu Buli turned his gaze back to the merman in the distance.
To call it a merman felt like an insult to the mermaids of fairy tales.
From a biological standpoint, this creature was indeed a hybrid of human and fish. But this thing was born with a green face and fangs, its appearance akin to the terrifying Yakshas from stories. Even the Ghost Clan, universally considered ugly in the cultivation world, would pale in comparison. Coupled with its terrifying aura of malevolence and Yin energy, how could anyone possibly find it likable?
With these thoughts, Liu Buli, mirroring Lu Wuming's actions, transmitted his words into the creature's mind using spiritual energy. He corrected him quite earnestly, saying, "Wuming, your master does indeed appreciate novel things, but that doesn't mean I accept everything. Everyone appreciates beauty. But don't you think this thing is excessively ugly? If I could accept even this, how little discerning would I be?"
His words were filled with helplessness.
Lu Wuming's previously grim expression finally eased slightly.
Watching the monster retract its silver trident and swim around, preparing to attack again, Lu Wuming narrowed his eyes and asked in his mind once more, "Master, since you dislike it, may I kill it?"
Liu Buli's response was swift: "As you wish."
The moment the voice was transmitted, Lu Wuming was already in motion. He rarely entered the water, so he possessed no swimming techniques. His ability to move in the water was entirely reliant on his own spiritual energy as propulsion. However, it was precisely because of this that when he unleashed his spiritual energy to its absolute limit, even the most turbulent currents around him would not affect him.
He charged towards the monster at top speed, raising his long sword and engaging it in combat.
He had initially thought it would be a simple matter, but as he truly began to fight, Lu Wuming realized the disadvantages of being in the sea were far greater than he had imagined.
As he swung his sword, he controlled the movements of his arm, but he could not control the resistance of the seawater against his blade.
Despite believing he had exerted considerable spiritual energy, it was dispersed and weakened by the water, leaving very little to impact the monster.
Yet, as if by design, the seawater had almost no effect on the monster. Perhaps it was because the creature had inhabited the water for so long that it was accustomed to its rules and was not as flustered as Lu Wuming.
After several exchanges, Lu Wuming found himself at a disadvantage.
Liu Buli watched from the side, growing anxious. He wanted to warn Lu Wuming but feared that speaking would distract him.
Just as he was agonizing over what to do, the strange roaring sound echoed again from nearby.
Liu Buli turned his head. A dozen identical monsters had surrounded them.
And it wasn't just them.
Not far behind, Shen Muzhi, who had already reverted to human form, and Yun Xiang were protecting You Siqi in the center, also fighting against seven or eight similar monsters.
Seeing the situation spiraling in an unfavorable direction, Liu Buli had a sudden inspiration. He transmitted his voice into Lu Wuming's mind using spiritual energy, saying, "Wuming, you can use your ghost energy and ghost claws this time. You don't have to use your sword, understand?"
Lu Wuming paused, but he understood perfectly.
Dodging the monster's attack with lightning speed, Lu Wuming sheathed his long sword and transformed his right hand into a blade.
He flexed his joints, and the light in his eyes gradually turned bloodthirsty and excited.
He hadn't used this kind of move in a long time, all to please his master.
Now, he was finally permitted to use it again.
It was truly...
Something to look forward to.