East and West Continent, a total of 138 people went in, but now only sixty or seventy are standing outside. Where are the rest?
The people who exited the secret realm each walked towards their own teams, without much communication.
Nian Shutong mingled amidst the crowd, leisurely heading towards the Ghost Clan’s area, but Fu Yunhe was not there.
"Madam, Xiao Yu is here to take you back."
"Where is Fu Yunhe?"
Xiao Yu first opened a parasol to shield Nian Shutong from the sun, then respectfully said: "The Young Master went to the East Continent to handle so matters. Before leaving, he instructed that if he didn’t return in ti, I was to co and fetch you, and ask whether you want to go to the East Continent or stay with the Ghost Clan."
"What is he doing in the East Continent?"
Xiao Yu leaned in a little, explaining softly. Nian Shutong nodded and said: "Then I won’t go. He can handle it himself. Let’s return to the Ghost Clan."
"Yes."
Xiao Yu agreed, leading the way.
Lian Qing and a few others followed Nian Shutong unscathed as they departed.
After they left, news from the secret realm began to spread. This year, there were unexpectedly a hundred tubes of Xuanling Liquid, distributed among these people. However, it’s hard to say whose hands they’re in, though one thing is quite agreed upon.
And that is, the Ghost Clan Leader’s wife, Nian Shutong, didn’t have even a single drop. It’s said that when she went in, she was trapped in an unknown whirlpool, sothing that appears in the secret realm every year, and only after the Stone Gate vanished did she co out of the whirlpool, so she made the trip in vain.
It’s said this whirlpool only captures the most inept person.
That Nian Shutong is a weakling is sothing many people have already confird outside.
Others just regard her as a joke, so even placing bets on when the Ghost Clan Leader will find her a burden and abandon her.
No matter what, no one pays much attention to Nian Shutong.
On the other side, soone discovered sothing: why is it that the dead were all people intending to kill Nian Shutong? Could it be that Nian Shutong found out and did it herself?
But everyone insists the sa, even at the Stone Gate, there was no trace of Nian Shutong at all.
"Indeed, such good luck, but it’s not every ti that one has this kind of luck."
Labelled as ’lucky’, Nian Shutong, after returning to the Ghost Clan, first tried to contact Fu Yunhe, but there was no response from that side.
Xiao Yu ntioned that Fu Yunhe went to a more advanced secret realm in the East Continent, essentially a competition among the upper echelons of the Six Clans. According to Fu Yunhe’s ranking, there shouldn’t be any issues.
Most importantly, even if she went, she couldn’t enter.
So Nian Shutong stayed behind to guard the Ghost Clan.
Right now in the Ghost Clan, other than Xiao Yu, there’s no one else of significant strength; the others went with Fu Yunhe.
That evening upon returning from the secret realm, Master Fan prepared a ticulously crafted al.
During his half-month stay with the Ghost Clan, Master Fan definitely won over the appetites and hearts of many with his skills.
Even Yu Zeming, in his soul state, beca much happier. Everyone belongs to the Ghost Clan, no difference at all; he remains the smallest, cherished by all.
Overall, Yu Zeming integrated well here.
Following a welcoming banquet, Nian Shutong returned to Fu Yunhe’s room to rest.
However, she then had a nightmare, dreaming herself trapped in a room, endlessly taking exams, unable to write anything down, sweating profusely in anxiety.
When she finally awoke, sitting up, her heart pounding wildly, it all felt too real.
"Darn, I can no longer face any exams. It’s beco my inner demon."
Unable to sleep, Nian Shutong simply got up, stepped outside for so fresh air.
"Hmm?" Nian Shutong sensed soone entering the Ghost Clan’s territory, soone with a distinctly different aura from the Ghost Clan.
In the room next to Fu Yunhe’s, Xiao Yu dashed out imdiately, intending to alert Nian Shutong.
"Madam, why are you outside?"
"Soone’s here."
Xiao Yu was taken aback—how did Madam know?
"Yes, Madam, we were prepared. Around this ti every year, soone always tries to raid us. There’s no need to worry," he explained.
Nian Shutong cast a curious glance at Xiao Yu, asking: "You an when the Six Clans are vulnerable, you raid each other for certain gains without any scruples?"
"Yes."
Xiao Yu’s confirmation lifted Nian Shutong’s spirits, quelling her anxiety over the test.
"Get one of Fu Yunhe’s cloaks."
"Yes."
Admittedly, Xiao Yu, though confused and unsure of the circumstances, was very obedient.
Nian Shutong started to feel quite satisfied—no wonder Xiao Yu could accompany Fu Yunhe.
Xiao Yu quickly fetched Fu Yunhe’s spare cloak. This cloak was no ordinary item; it could block others from prying.
Nian Shutong grabbed the cloak by the shoulders, draping it over her head.
"Whoosh—"
The cloak opened fan-like, settling on Nian Shutong’s shoulders.
She fastened it, pulled up the hood, even her voice changed.
"Xiao Yu, rember not to call Madam. I’m just one of the Ghost Clan."
"Yes."
Xiao Yu, not dull, seed to have a suspicion but dared not confirm it.
No matter what, he would protect the Madam here.
By now, the intruders were already inside, the Ghost Clan also ready, standing in formation to confront them.
"Attack!"
The opponents, in white cloaks and masks, launched their assault.
The Ghost Clan was about to counterattack when a cry of "Let " halted all action.
A figure descended from above; the cloak fluttered without wind, and she hovered mid-air, her voice sharp.
"Today, stepping into the Ghost Clan territory, die."
With that single word, Nian Shutong comnced her attack: golden Dark Spiritual Power ford a golden Phoenix in the air. With a screech, it spewed scorching flas, scorching the opponents.
Then, a golden whip appeared in Nian Shutong’s hand, landing unerringly each ti.
Alone, rivaling an army of thousands, the white-clad opponents couldn’t withstand—attacking wasn’t even an option.
In the blink of an eye, only half remained.
"A bit slow."
With those three words, two whips appeared in Nian Shutong’s hands, whirling tirelessly. The opposition had already abandoned the assault—how could the Ghost Clan still possess such a formidable mber?
The Ghost Clan behind was bewildered, each counting mbers, realizing everyone seed accounted for!
Eventually, everyone’s gaze fell on Xiao Yu, who gestured to be calm, saying: "The Ghost Clan has profound strength."
Such an arrogant statent further baffled the Ghost Clan behind—wasn’t this the mannerisms of the Immortal Clan?
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