In certain situations, making the right choice is extremely important.
Take right now, for example: Ye Yu decisively chose to help Zhu Xincheng with this.
After all, in dreams everyone is a friend.
Even if we don’t know each other in the real world, that’s fine.
Helping friends is exactly the sort of thing Ye Yu likes best.
And it really doesn’t have much to do with the fact that Zhu Xincheng possesses cultivation at the Divine Lord Realm.
Mm, at least that’s what Ye Yu believed!
After that, Zhu Xincheng asked, “Are you from Jiyue Pavilion? What are you doing here?”
“I’m not from the Jiyue Pavilion Divine Alliance. I came here simply because I was passing by.”
Ye Yu deliberately kept a card up his sleeve and didn’t tell the truth.
Lieyang Gate and Jiyue Pavilion are two Divine Alliances that don’t get along.
If Ye Yu said outright that he was visiting a friend, who knows what Zhu Xincheng would think.
“Heh, just passing by? No matter. Next, I will attach myself to your ritual robe. You only need to follow my instructions and go find someone.”
When Zhu Xincheng finished speaking, her figure turned into a streak of light and attached itself to Ye Yu’s ritual robe.
From the outside, nothing looked different.
But Little White, who had been lying on Ye Yu’s shoulder, was directly kicked out.
“Have your divine pet stay somewhere else. I don’t like wool!”
Zhu Xincheng’s voice sounded in Ye Yu’s sea of consciousness.
Little White, landing on the ground, looked utterly confused and turned its head toward Ye Yu’s robe.
It immediately bared its teeth.
Not having heard the voice-transmission, it was severely displeased!
If you want to stay on the robe, then stay—why did you have to kick me out?
You really think I’m some soft persimmon?
Right then, with a startling spring, Little White was just about to transform when Ye Yu snatched it up with one slap of his palm.
“All right, quit making trouble. Just lie on my hand for now!”
Little White’s strength was indeed very great—but that was against gods at the Ancient God Realm and below.
The power of the Divine Lord Realm is entirely different from the Ancient God Realm.
You could see that clearly from the flesh-and-blood evil god Shen Kangren.
Ever since he stepped into the Divine Lord Realm, that nauseating mass of flesh-and-blood power became practically unstoppable!
So Ye Yu didn’t want Little White clashing with Zhu Xincheng.
In fact, if possible—
He was even planning to play a “drive the wolf to devour the tiger” card!
When the time came, he would borrow Zhu Xincheng’s strength to take out Shen Kangren.
That way, Yu Buxia and Yinghuo would be much safer.
Of course, that was a plan for later; it was too soon to talk about it now.
Better to first see what exactly Zhu Xincheng wanted to do!
Following her guidance, Ye Yu twisted and turned through the paths and arrived at a familiar place.
Falling Thunder Mountain, not far from Jiyue Pavilion.
This was the dojo of that old bastard Xue Hen—Ye Yu remembered it very clearly!
Back then, that guy had designs on Shen Fuxin and tricked them and the Bone Consort into coming here.
Precisely because of Xue Hen, Ye Yu’s impression of Jiyue Pavilion had never been very good!
“There’s a god here. You need to draw him out without breaking the defensive formation—or you can go in yourself. Then I’ll appear and restrain him.
Simple enough, isn’t it?”
Zhu Xincheng’s voice was neither pleased nor angry, and Ye Yu even felt a faint sense of accepting a quest from an NPC in a game.
Draw Xue Hen out without damaging the defensive formation?
Seriously, does it have to be that troublesome?
Although the task sounded a bit complicated, for Ye Yu it posed no difficulty at all.
Back in the dream, he had followed Xue Hen here once.
At that time, when the latter opened the grand formation, Ye Yu had watched the whole process.
Maybe that sort of thing would be useless to others.
But Ye Yu was extremely proficient in formations; he could completely simulate Xue Hen’s Dao Seal and unlock the array.
To do that would only take a moment of recollection!
Ye Yu closed his eyes, meditated for a brief instant, then walked straight forward and formed a one-handed Dao Seal.
In the next second, the divine formation over all of Falling Thunder Mountain opened at once.
Silent and without a trace of damage.
Seeing this, Zhu Xincheng—attached to Ye Yu’s robe—immediately stiffened.
Her voice went cold as she asked, “Who exactly are you? Why can you open the formation here?”
“If I said I’m the «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» legendary master of formations, would you believe me?”
Ye Yu cracked a little joke, wanting to liven things up.
But it sank like a stone with no response.
That really annoyed Ye Yu!
You’re seriously impolite—how do you just stop talking mid-conversation?
I’m not asking for a warm reply, but at least give me a grunt, right?
In truth, Ye Yu didn’t know that, within the span of two breaths—
Zhu Xincheng had already given rise to killing intent against him eight times.
A stranger who knew her identity and could open a Jiyue Pavilion sub-site’s formation barrier—
He was certainly suspicious!
And this operation had to remain strictly confidential; by rights, they couldn’t leave any traces.
Otherwise, it could mean annihilation.
But in the end, Zhu Xincheng still forced down that killing intent.
After all, Ye Yu was only at the New God Realm and posed no real danger.
If he dared to make a move, it wouldn’t be too late to kill him then!
With that mindset, Zhu Xincheng chose to set the killing thought aside.
After a brief silence, she said, “There’s a dojo here. Go up and see whether a god is present.
If not, find a place to conceal yourself and hide for now.”
Ye Yu nodded.
He could be certain Zhu Xincheng was here for Xue Hen.
What he couldn’t figure out was why the Divine Alliance master of Lieyang Gate would be looking for Xue Hen.
Was she... dumped by him?
At the thought, Ye Yu couldn’t help laughing.
Impossible—Xue Hen shouldn’t have that kind of ability!
“What are you laughing at?”
Zhu Xincheng’s voice had a low edge.
Before Ye Yu could answer, Little White in his palm couldn’t bear it anymore.
“Hey, what’s it to you if my big bro laughs or not?
Aren’t you minding things a bit too broadly?”
At those words, Zhu Xincheng’s face surfaced from the robe, and those golden eyes looked at Little White.
The light in her gaze grew even brighter.
Little White lowered its body as well, ready to strike at any moment.
Maybe its strength wasn’t higher than Zhu Xincheng’s—
But that didn’t mean it would back down!
There’s a saying: if you’re afraid, you’ll lose for a lifetime!
So Little White’s creed for a sheep’s life was—if we’re not convinced, we fight!
Seeing they were about to go at it, Ye Yu hurriedly raised his hand to separate the two.
“Both of you, hush. Listen—what’s that sound?”
Hearing that, Little White and Zhu Xincheng both frowned and looked upward.
There did seem to be a sound.
And it sounded very wrong!
Zhu Xincheng’s cheeks flushed, and she returned to Ye Yu’s robe.
