When Life Runs Out, the Fun Begins

Chapter 68 – Wu Old Dog! Today is your death day!

As everyone turned around, they saw Vice Sect Master Ren Tianlong emerge from the darkness!

Mu Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat. This was bad.

Ren Tianlong walked over and asked curiously, "What are you all up to so late at night?"

Yun Wange asked suspiciously, "Vice Sect Master Ren, what brings you to Yunqi Peak at this hour?"

Ren Tianlong explained, "With the Sect Grand Tournament over, the Sect Master was considerate and didn't require me to attend the Dao Discourse Gathering, allowing me some time to rest. With nowhere else to go, I thought I'd come over and have a few drinks with Junior Brother Mu."

Ren Tianlong continued, "Who knew, I waited until midnight and he still hadn't returned to his quarters. I was about to head back when I saw someone sneaking towards the Martial Practice Arena. I followed and saw it was Niece Ye, and just as I was about to leave, Niece Leng sneaked over, followed by Nephew Wei. I wondered what the disciples were up to, and then Peak Master Yun arrived, and everyone stood still. Finally, Junior Brother Mu showed up, and I realized you were all heading out."

"I see," Mu Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Peak Master Yun is taking us out for some training. We'll be off now, see you later, Brother Ren."

"You're going out for training?" Ren Tianlong's interest was piqued, and he quickly moved closer. "Don't leave me out, I'm free anyway. How about I join you for some fun?"

What?

The Vice Sect Master... wants to come along too?

Mu Xiaochuan was taken aback and looked at Yun Wange, who nodded slightly.

"Oh, Brother Ren! It's wonderful that you can join us! We couldn't ask for more!" Mu Xiaochuan immediately put on a beaming smile, wrapped an arm around Ren Tianlong's shoulder, and led him towards the flying boat. "Come on, come on, get on board!"

Ren Tianlong laughed heartily and boarded the flying boat without hesitation.

Although Yun Wange and the others were a bit surprised, they quickly welcomed the Vice Sect Master who had come to "escort" them.

And so, the flying boat carrying the Yunqi Peak training group and an uninvited Vice Sect Master turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon...

The flying boat pierced through the clouds like a nimble leaf boat, traversing the vast and boundless sky. The fierce wind howled past the sides of the boat but couldn't shake the faintly glowing protective shield generated by the formation. The boat was remarkably stable, and the interior was spacious and comfortable, far superior to ordinary flying artifacts.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the main cabin of the flying boat was quite harmonious.

As the Peak Master, Yun Wange naturally sat in the main seat, her demeanor restored to its usual grace and elegance, occasionally exchanging a few words with Vice Sect Master Ren Tianlong beside her.

Ren Tianlong, on the other hand, had shed his usual authority from the sect, sitting casually and occasionally taking a swig of the spirit wine on the table, enjoying the rare leisure time.

Mu Xiaochuan was completely at ease, not caring about the Vice Sect Master or the Peak Master, and directly pulled the excited Ye Lingxuan, along with the slightly reserved Leng Yunjian and Wei Zhangang, to sit around a jade round table. The table was filled with various spirit fruits, snacks, and a few jars of aged spirit brew.

"Come on, come on, don't be shy, eat and drink well," Mu Xiaochuan said with great enthusiasm, personally filling everyone's cups. "We're going out for training this time, but we shouldn't treat ourselves poorly."

Ye Lingxuan, already tempted, picked up a piece of fragrant pineapple pastry and stuffed it into her mouth, eating with a smile.

Leng Yunjian maintained her icy beauty demeanor, watching Mu Xiaochuan and Ye Lingxuan play around, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth as she sipped her spirit wine.

Wei Zhangang seemed a bit reserved, considering the Peak Master and Vice Sect Master were at the same table. However, under Mu Xiaochuan's warm invitation, he gradually relaxed and began to enjoy the food on the table.

"Junior Brother Mu," Ren Tianlong, after a few drinks, his face flushed, leaned over and put an arm around Mu Xiaochuan's shoulder, lowering his voice, "I admire you more and more! You've only been in Foundation Establishment for a short time, yet you have Earth-tier Spiritual Artifacts, Earth-tier Armor, and even those heaven-defying elixirs... Tell me honestly, are you the illegitimate child of some hidden expert?"

Mu Xiaochuan chuckled, his eyes twinkling, and said mysteriously, "Vice Sect Master Ren, some secrets can't be revealed so easily. However..." He lowered his voice and leaned closer to Ren Tianlong's ear, whispering, "I can share a little-known secret with you."

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"Oh? What secret?" Ren Tianlong was immediately intrigued, perking up his ears.

Mu Xiaochuan leaned in and said seriously, "..."

Ren Tianlong: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

As they clinked glasses and exchanged banter, the atmosphere grew increasingly lively.

Time slipped by in this relaxed and joyful ambiance.

The flying boat sped through the sea of clouds. According to Yun Wange's plan, their destination was an ancient battlefield ruin located several thousand miles southeast of the Qingling Sect's territory—Fallen Star Plains.

Unbeknownst to them, as the sky brightened with the light of dawn, the outlines of distant mountains gradually emerged, heralding the arrival of morning.

According to the map, once they passed through this mountain range, they would reach their destination, Fallen Star Plains.

However, at that moment!

An unexpected change occurred!

"Buzz—!"

A deep, oppressive buzzing sound suddenly resonated from outside the flying boat! Immediately, the once steady flying boat jolted violently, its speed abruptly slowing! The protective light shield enveloping the boat flickered intensely, as if disturbed by some powerful force.

"What's happening?" Everyone inside was startled, with Ren Tianlong and Yun Wange standing up instantly, their expressions grave!

"We're trapped by a formation!" Yun Wange's Divine Sense swept outside the flying boat, her face changing dramatically. "Such strong formation fluctuations! It's vast in scope! It's a Forbidden Sky Locking Spirit Formation specifically targeting flying boats!"

"What?" Ren Tianlong was equally puzzled. "Who would dare to set up a formation to intercept a sect's flying boat within the Qingling Sect's territory?"

After a moment of tension, Mu Xiaochuan, not sensing the pressure of a Golden Elixir expert, felt a thrill instead!

He instinctively gripped the Primal Spirit Staff at his waist, ready to finally put it to use.

Amidst the shock and astonishment, outside the flying boat, in the once empty sea of clouds, light and shadows twisted, and seven blurry figures suddenly appeared out of thin air!

These figures were all dressed in uniform black outfits, wearing ferocious ghost masks on their faces. The aura they emitted was cold and bloodthirsty, capable of sword flight, indicating they were all Foundation Establishment cultivators! Among them, two had particularly strong auras, clearly having reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment!

Even more astonishing, behind the black-clothed figures, a massive warship, sinister in design and as black as night, emerged slowly from the twisted light and shadows like a bloodthirsty beast!

"This is... the Ghost Hall?" Ren Tianlong exclaimed in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief. "The sect has been hunting them for years without a trace, and today they come to us."

The Ghost Hall?

Mu Xiaochuan hadn't heard of this name, but just from the formation, the eerie and terrifying aura, he knew they were definitely not friendly!

"The Ghost Hall..." Yun Wange gritted her teeth. "One of the most notorious evil cultivator organizations within the Xiaoque Dynasty, ruthless in their actions, with a longstanding enmity with our Qingling Sect. Today, they shall not return."

"Jie jie jie jie..."

A piercing, unpleasant laugh, like that of a night owl, suddenly emanated from the leader of the group!

His eyes, visible through the slits of his mask, burned like ghostly flames, locking onto Yun Wange inside the flying boat!

"Friend Yun," the eerie figure spoke with a voice like metal scraping, filled with mockery and arrogance, "It's been years, and you look even more stunning."

"Hahaha... You refuse the path to heaven, yet barge into hell!" Yun Wange, at some point, had already drawn her treasured sword. "Wu Old Dog! Today is your death day!"