The ghost's voice was not particularly loud, and with everyone else focused on their own survival, no one noticed the developments on their side, which allowed Liu Buli to breathe a sigh of relief.
He glanced back at Lu Wuming beside him, and Liu Buli frowned.
Before he could say anything, Lu Wuming raised his hand and explained, "Master, I've never seen this monster before, nor have I ever had any intention of meeting him. He suddenly called me by name, and I found it quite abrupt and rude. In short, I absolutely have no intimate relationship with him. Master, you believe me, right?"
His explanation was so quick that Liu Buli was caught off guard.
Staring at Lu Wuming for a few seconds, Liu Buli couldn't help but chuckle, "What are you thinking? Who thinks you have a private relationship with him? You say you wish you could be by my side like my tail every moment, and you wouldn't leave even when I'm asleep. When would you have time to meet others? Could it be that your ghost race is truly like ghosts, and he met you in a dream?"
He was just making a lighthearted joke.
But Liu Buli never expected that his foolish disciple would seriously shake his head upon hearing this, and with a solemn expression, he corrected his master, "Master, you are mistaken. Wuming does indeed dream sometimes, though not often. However, the only one who has ever entered my dreams is you. Anyone else who appears in my dreams, I kill them within the dream. Only Master, every time I dream, you are with me... Mmph!"
The rest of his words were silenced as Liu Buli forcefully covered Lu Wuming's mouth.
Liu Buli sighed inwardly once again.
His disciple's brain was truly just for decoration.
Didn't he see the current situation, or how many people were around? How could he say anything that came to mind? Even if he himself had no shame, as the sect leader, Liu Buli had to care about appearances to some extent!
But such reasoning was clearly useless on Lu Wuming, and Liu Buli was well aware of this.
So, taking a couple of deep breaths, he chose to directly change the subject and said, "I wasn't discussing dreams with you. I was just saying I believe you have no connection with him. As for the dreams you've had, there's no need to talk about them here. When we get back, you can tell me all about them at home. I'd like to hear them, but we can't let others overhear. Do you understand?"
Lu Wuming blinked.
He actually wanted to tell Liu Buli that it didn't matter if others heard. After all, those people were just decoration, and he wouldn't care how much they heard.
However, seeing Liu Buli's expression, Lu Wuming knew that Liu Buli definitely cared. If he spoke his mind directly, he might get a firm rap on the head from his master again.
Although for Lu Wuming, that was also a way of expressing affection between him and Liu Buli.
But it had to be said, this method of expression was quite painful. So, if he could avoid it, it was better not to try.
These thoughts raced through his mind at lightning speed. It only took Lu Wuming a few seconds to nod obediently at Liu Buli.
Seeing his submissive demeanor, Liu Buli was satisfied and released his hand from Lu Wuming's mouth.
The two exchanged a glance, and Lu Wuming asked, "Master, since you're not suspecting me of being connected to him, why were you looking at me so strangely? Do you know that the way you were looking at me just now made me feel a bit inferior and uncomfortable?"
Lu Wuming sounded incredibly pitiful.
Liu Buli felt that if he were a big dog at that moment, his ears and tail would surely be drooping, looking utterly heart-wrenching.
But he also knew that no matter how pitiful this big dog looked, it was all an act.
After all, Lu Wuming had long since discarded any sense of inferiority. Now, by Liu Buli's side, his confidence was almost beyond description, so how could he be sad or upset by just a glance from Liu Buli?
Thinking this, Liu Buli simply ignored Lu Wuming's feigned coquettishness. He answered the question directly and said, "I was just thinking that if the two of you really were related by blood, it would prove how powerful human genes are. Otherwise, one so handsome and the other so ugly, and yet they're brothers. Even the gods would have to sigh in amazement!"
This time, Lu Wuming understood that his master was praising his good looks.
A smile bloomed on his face, and Lu Wuming felt incredibly proud.
Meanwhile, the ghost who had been waiting on the other side for a long time wore an expression of sudden realization. It seemed that the conversation between the two had not resolved his own questions any more than Lu Wuming's.
Liu Buli glanced at the expression on his face and guessed what the other party was thinking. He sighed inwardly again at the simplicity and naivety of this race. Liu Buli pointed towards the area outside the main hall and said, "You seem to have something to say to us, and we happen to have something to say to you. So, why don't we change locations? It's crowded here, and I don't want to be overheard."
These words were amplified by spiritual energy and were transmitted only to the ghost.
Therefore, not only the other cultivators around, but even Lu Wuming, who was practically leaning against Liu Buli, could not hear very clearly.
He looked at Liu Buli beside him with some surprise, but this time the big dog did not get the explanation he wanted.
Without even giving the ghost a chance to voice any objections, Liu Buli pulled Lu Wuming and sped towards the direction of the back mountain of the Medicine Master Valley, outside the main hall.
Seeing the two figures about to disappear, the ghost could no longer remain where he was. He turned and chased after Liu Buli, but it was noon, and the sun was too strong.
He pushed his speed to the limit, barely managing to keep up with Liu Buli and his companion. When he finally caught up, it was Liu Buli who stopped voluntarily, in a relatively dark, shaded spot.
Turning to face the ghost, Liu Buli smiled and said, "The world knows that ghosts fear light and love shade. So, when you collectively come out to cause trouble, to ensure your own safety, very few of you would come to such a shady place. If we speak here, we can basically guarantee that no one will hear us."
"You are correct," the ghost nodded and said, "Thank you for bringing us here, but I only wish to speak with my brother. I have heard of your existence, and you are also on the death list. Therefore, I will kill you first. It is convenient for me to move around here, so thank you for choosing a good burial place for yourself."
As he spoke, like Lu Wuming, his fingers transformed into claws.
He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and corrected himself, "No, it's meaningless even if you found a burial place. Because I will eat you clean, gnaw your bones to dust, and there will be no need for burial."
Despite the extremely terrifying words, Liu Buli listened with a delighted laugh.
Meeting the ghost's somewhat bewildered gaze, Liu Buli explained, "Firstly, I think your confidence in yourself deserves encouragement and praise. Unfortunately, I also need to remind you that you are not the only one whose advantage has increased here."
As he said this, Liu Buli patted Lu Wuming's shoulder meaningfully.
Then, after a one-second pause, he continued, "Also, your desire to eat me is impossible in this lifetime. After all, I have already promised someone that I can only be eaten by him in this life. He wants to eat many times, until he is satisfied. So, there is no place for you to participate. You should accept it early and honestly give up."