When Liu Buli said this, Lu Wuming appeared remarkably calm. He rather wished he could tell Liu Buli that even if it hurt, it wouldn't matter. As long as Liu Buli was the one doing it, he could regrow an arm if it were severed, so whether it hurt was not really important.
Of course, Lu Wuming was well aware that saying such a thing would earn him a scolding.
So he stood obediently in front of Liu Buli and responded with a soft 'yes,' not uttering a single extra word, which greatly pleased Liu Buli.
Seeing that the most troublesome firecracker had been pacified, You Siqi and Shen Muzhi wasted no more time.
The two of them, along with Liu Buli and the others, hurried to the location of what they called the "great gate."
It was somewhat different from what Lu Wuming had imagined. He had expected it to be a door, or at the very least, something resembling a door. But to his surprise, the "gate" Liu Buli and the others spoke of was actually a chasm of unknown depth.
Upon seeing this, Lu Wuming's expression couldn't help but turn a little strange. Liu Buli, misinterpreting his look, smiled at him and said, "Wuming, are you scared? Don't worry, my memory of this secret realm is quite vivid, and I won't let us encounter any danger."
As he spoke, You Siqi also chimed in with a smile, "It's not just you. I remember it quite clearly this time too. With me, the author, here, what is there to worry about?"
While the logic was sound, Lu Wuming didn't feel there was any problem. It was perhaps because this place was too close to the Ghost Realm, and the abyss gave him an uncomfortable feeling. Other than that, he had no further thoughts.
However, since his master intended to descend, he had nothing more to say. He directly extended his arm towards Liu Buli and asked, "Master, didn't you say you needed my blood? You can start taking it now. I don't mind."
He said this with great righteousness, as if the matter was of no consequence.
Liu Buli saw this clearly and knew exactly what unspoken words he was hiding.
He immediately put on a fierce expression, reached out, and tapped Lu Wuming's head. Glaring at him, Liu Buli said, "What are you thinking? Even if I needed your blood, I wouldn't do it in such a brutal way. Stop overthinking nonsense, or I'll continue to punish you, believe it or not?"
Lu Wuming shivered, becoming unusually obedient.
Liu Buli was very pleased.
He reached out, put his arm around Lu Wuming's neck, and pulled him closer. Standing on tiptoe, he leaned in and kissed Lu Wuming.
The kiss was much more passionate than Lu Wuming had expected.
But before he could savor it, he felt a sharp pain on his tongue. By the time he registered what was happening, Liu Buli had already pulled away. He dripped a drop of blood from his tongue onto the sword's blade and then smiled at Lu Wuming, saying, "See? Isn't this enough?"
Lu Wuming did not reply.
His eyes were still filled with a dazed expression.
Although he knew very well that according to his master's logic, this action should be considered part of the punishment, Lu Wuming truly wished he could tell him that he wouldn't mind if this kind of punishment happened more often, the more the better.
Unfortunately, Liu Buli didn't give him a chance to speak. After taking the blood, he turned and handed the long sword to Shen Muzhi, who was standing nearby.
Upon receiving the sword, Shen Muzhi hefted it. He couldn't help but exclaim, "This sword feels even better than I thought. Did you get it from this secret realm? It seems your luck is really good!"
Liu Buli shrugged and smiled, "My Wuming got it for me. He's lucky, so there's no point in you being envious."
He said it casually, but Lu Wuming's emotions had shifted from daze to anger.
What was his master doing?
This sword was a treasure he had given to his master!
How could such an important item be so easily given to someone else? And to that detestable Shen Muzhi, no less. Wasn't this behavior forcing him to be jealous and angry?
Seeing Lu Wuming's ghostly aura growing heavier, Liu Buli remained unfazed, but You Siqi was already finding it unbearable. While patting Shen Muzhi's shoulder and urging him to act quickly, You Siqi turned back to explain to Lu Wuming, "Wuming, don't get agitated. We absolutely have no intention of snatching this sword! It's because opening the inner secret realm requires not only the blood of the Ghost Clan but also the blood of a divine beast's lineage, so..."
"Use it quickly, and then return it to my master."
Lu Wuming pouted. Upon hearing the words "divine beast lineage," he had already chosen to give up.
He truly didn't want to give up, and he still wanted to struggle a bit more. But matters of bloodline, much like Shen Muzhi's ability to transform, were things he couldn't learn just by being jealous!
At least on this matter, Lu Wuming was quite rational.
Seeing that he no longer objected, Shen Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that given You Siqi's thick skin, he would absolutely refuse to do what Liu Buli had just done.
So Shen Muzhi could only sigh with a wry smile, then reluctantly held the long sword and cut a bloody gash on his finger.
The blood flowed out and merged with the drop Liu Buli had just placed on the blade. After doing so, he followed You Siqi's earlier instructions, channeling his spiritual energy into the long sword and then slashing fiercely at the abyss before them.
The next second, a golden light flashed.
With a deafening roar, the original abyss was indeed split in two by Shen Muzhi's action. And at the dividing line between the two halves, a massive gate revealed itself and then slowly opened.
Returning the long sword to Liu Buli, Shen Muzhi smiled.
He pointed at the great gate that opened downwards, then pulled You Siqi into his embrace. He said, "I'll take Siqi down first. Hurry and follow us. Perhaps we'll be lucky enough to appear in the same place."
As Liu Buli nodded, Shen Muzhi and You Siqi leaped into the giant gate within the abyss.
Liu Buli had intended to follow closely behind.
But before he could make a move, Lu Wuming pulled him into his arms.
Liu Buli couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He stroked his "big dog's" head and asked gently, "Didn't things get resolved quite well? Why are you acting spoiled again?"
"I'm not acting spoiled, I just want to say, we can go down later," Lu Wuming replied sullenly. "I don't want to appear in the same place as them, and I don't want to act with them. Master, do you really want to?"