Chapter 1531: Chapter 918: Old Acquaintance (2)
At the same time, the environment around Yang Xiao also changed. The surroundings eerily darkened, and the ground lit up with interlocking circles, like the targets used in shooting competitions, and he was standing at the center of the red circle.
A moment later, in the transition area between light and dark, at the outermost circle of the target, a figure appeared.
The figure wore blood-red clothes, and although the face was unclear, it was undoubtedly the Opera Robe Ghost.
Having gone through much, Yang Xiao was no longer afraid because he knew it was fake, an illusion conjured by the Startled Ghost Mask.
With rigid steps, the ghost approached Yang Xiao step by step, but under the resistance of the Ghost Lantern, the female ghost soon stopped.
Compared to last time, this time the female ghost stopped further away, which meant his spiritual power had improved.
For the vast majority of Apostles, training in the Nightmare World was the most effective way to enhance spiritual power, with immediate results.
Yang Xiao roughly calculated that his current spiritual power strength was much stronger than when he first entered the Ghost Level, but it had not yet reached the threshold of the Mid-stage Ghost Level.
"I wonder how much the Secret Realm can enhance spiritual power, and whether it can help me break through to the Mid-stage Ghost Level..." Yang Xiao pondered silently, not yet deciding to team up with Jiang Qingluan, as the urgent matter was to solve the trouble with Director Nalan.
Soon after, Yang Xiao successfully stopped the female ghost from turning around, which was also a kind of training that could enhance his control over spiritual power.
Although the Startled Ghost Mask was inconvenient for direct combat, it enhanced Yang Xiao in all aspects and was considered a very good auxiliary magic artifact.
Especially the disguise ability could play an unexpected role in future battles.
After the Ghost disappeared, Yang Xiao controlled the Ghost Bamboo Stick and in the next second, the Ghost Face covered his face. With a thought, he transformed into the appearance of Shao Changyin Ji.
Looking in the mirror, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but marvel. Although it wasn’t the first time seeing it, the stark contrast still shocked him greatly.
Not only did it resemble in form, but also in spirit, even the figure was incredibly similar. What was more astounding was that when Yang Xiao spoke, it was actually in the voice of Shao Changyin Ji, the two voices almost indistinguishable.
One could say that unless someone was very familiar with Shao Changyin Ji, they would not be able to tell the real from the fake.
Of course, facing someone too powerful is impossible to hide, especially high-level Apostles with illusion-breaking magic artifacts like the Ghost Lantern; such a disguise is tantamount to suicide.
After confirming his current state, Yang Xiao did not linger here long. This was, after all, Yi Sect’s territory, so it was better to be cautious.
Returning to his lodgings, Yang Xiao, not finding it troublesome, once again used the Ghost Lantern to scan the room but found nothing unusual, and it was quiet outside the door.
Actually, it wasn’t necessary, but a few days ago, he felt a very uncomfortable sensation in the room, and after searching several times without finding the cause, he had to be cautious.
After freshening up, Yang Xiao went to bed early. Perhaps due to exhaustion, as soon as his head hit the pillow, drowsiness overwhelmed him.
Yang Xiao subconsciously sensed something was amiss. He struggled to rise, wanting to resist the sudden drowsiness, but before he could fully sit up, he fell back, fast asleep.
He didn’t know how much time had passed before a cold wind woke him. Opening his eyes, he saw a night sky, with the scent of flowers filling his nose.
Sitting up with difficulty, he found himself in what seemed to be a backyard garden, surrounded by neatly stacked rockeries, meticulously trimmed trees, and vast expanses of colorful flower seas.
Not far away, several buildings with white walls and gray tiles, arranged in an antique style, were seen with exposed eaves.
An ominous premonition arose in Yang Xiao’s heart. He immediately looked around, and quickly, when he turned to look at the direction behind him, his face turned pale.
He saw, about a few hundred meters away, a towering pavilion standing—it was the Demon Tower sunk to the bottom of the lake!
Back again...this was the world of the Opera Robe Ghost, that female demon who regarded human life as playthings!
However, this time, Yang Xiao quickly adjusted his mindset, resigning himself to the situation. He had always wanted to uncover the secrets of the Opera Robe Ghost, and this was an opportunity.
In that era, as a top-tier strongman, the Opera Robe Ghost had left many secrets in that Demon Tower.
A short while ago, his former teammate Su Tingting dreamed of that Demon Tower and predicted she would die at the hands of a young sect master.
Almost turning prophecy into reality.
Suddenly arriving in this world, the most urgent task was to blend in, otherwise, his modern attire would be recognized at a glance.
Yet terrifyingly, as soon as the thought arose in his mind, he found his clothes had changed, becoming ancient clothing. Gray robes matched with black boots, not at all out of place in this world, resembling a standard servant’s attire.
Simultaneously, Yang Xiao touched his face and felt it had changed too. Finding a puddle of water to look in, he was astounded to discover his face had transformed into another person’s.
It was a face that bore a 70-80% resemblance to his original mother-given face, not just in shape, but in spirit. If he had to pick a difference, it was less heroic by three points while being slightly more bookishly gentle.
Most importantly, he recognized this face. It was the same face as the man who had once traded identities with him to willingly serve the female demon—the man named Jiang Han!
Of course, being from a later generation, Yang Xiao had learned more about this person from the knowledgeable Dean Sheng; he had infiltrated the enemy ranks, enduring humiliation for years, secretly coordinating with experts from various martial sects, and in a critical moment, betrayed the female demon, eventually becoming a generation’s martial leader known as Hanjiang Jun.
Yang Xiao had always suspected that Eldest Sister had sought him out because of Hanjiang Jun, mistaking him for the heartless man.
This plot was familiar to Yang Xiao, reminiscent of the many female-oriented enjoyable novels where past wronged heroines rise again to overcome their treacherous ex-husbands.
Yang Xiao actually wanted to explain to Eldest Sister that he was not the same person as that heartless Hanjiang Jun and that the two were unrelated, but unfortunately, Eldest Sister refused to listen.
With the night wind clearing his head, Yang Xiao realized that without resolving this matter, he would be repeatedly dragged into this world. This was undoubtedly a disaster for him.
With previous experiences, this time, Yang Xiao was much bolder. He suspected getting entangled in such a world wasn’t a coincidence but likely that the Opera Robe Ghost wanted to tell him something very crucial.
Looking toward the direction of the Heavenly Water Pavilion, Yang Xiao decided to go and investigate further.
On the way, he cleverly avoided several patrol teams, putting in significant effort before finally infiltrating a place not far from the Demon Tower.
However, at that moment, an unexpected event occurred; a hidden sentinel discovered him—a woman with a covered face, sharp eyes, and a dagger in her hand exuding a grayish poison.
"Who are you?" the woman questioned sternly. "What are your intentions for infiltrating the Pavilion Master’s residence?"
Seeing Yang Xiao not responding, the woman was about to blow a whistle to call those on night patrol, but the next second, a figure silently appeared behind Yang Xiao.
The hidden sentinel woman was first shocked upon seeing the newcomer, then immediately bowed, "Commander Mo Lin!"
At this moment, the person emerged from behind Yang Xiao. It was a very young woman with distinct features, her sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes exuding a majestic aura. She wore a snow-white outfit, an ancient sword hung on the left side of her waist, and a jade belt on the right side bore a green waist token; every move exuded extraordinary grace.
"This person is here by my order. You may return now and continue your vigilance," the woman known as Commander Mo Lin said.
At this moment, Yang Xiao also recognized the newcomer. It was the woman who once came to select a handsome man for the female demon and killed those who refused on the spot.
After the white-clad woman spoke, the hidden sentinel woman immediately ceased troubling Yang Xiao, turned, and left, demonstrating the status of Commander Mo Lin within the sect.
After driving away the hidden sentinel, the white-clad woman glanced at Yang Xiao, turned around, and left. The narrowly saved Yang Xiao dared not speak much and silently followed the woman like a small attendant.
