Even Li Genmiao almost died at the hands of the demons and ghosts in Changbai Mountain?
Everyone found it hard to believe. Setting aside Li Genmiao’s strength, if he could fight against renowned sects to this extent and force the Old Celestial Master to his death, how weak could he be?
What kind of demons and ghosts could nearly kill Li Genmiao?
What level of beings were they…
Everyone’s minds were filled with questions. Old Pan and the others reacted slightly better; they already knew about this matter.
Li Genmiao sighed and said with a hint of blame, "Xiao Lan, why bring this up?"
Lan Qihuan realized she had let slip, and covered her mouth, saying awkwardly, "I was just worried."
Yan Shouyi looked at Lan Qihuan, then at Li Genmiao, and suddenly had a feeling—Lan Qihuan seemed to be helping him in secret.
Changbai Mountain was very dangerous. Aunt Xiao Lan was worried I would be careless and get hurt there, so she deliberately brought up the matter to prevent Li Genmiao from concealing it.
Realizing this, Yan Shouyi felt a closer connection to Lan Qihuan.
The Daoist Dog was not polite: "Actor, what’s the deal with Changbai Mountain? Tell us in detail. If you hide anything, we’re not going to Changbai Mountain!"
"It's fine to tell," Li Genmiao said calmly. "Last time I went to Changbai Mountain, I encountered a black bear spirit. That fellow was hidden behind a rock, and I didn't notice it. I was ambushed by that beast."
"Black bear spirit? Changbai Mountain is a place of auspicious energy, difficult for ordinary people to tread. It's not strange to have a black bear spirit. But even if a black bear spirit ambushed you, with your strength, you shouldn't have nearly lost your life, should you?" Miao Ji observed Li Genmiao, as if trying to find a weakness.
"That black bear spirit was no ordinary one. Besides being thick-skinned and immensely strong, it could speak human language and summon black winds. I fought it for a while, and suddenly a black wind swept through the mountains, blinding me and nearly causing me to fall off a cliff," Li Genmiao recounted his experience with understatement.
Hearing this, the black bear spirit was indeed unusual.
Yan Shouyi thought of Zhu Shanzhao.
Zhu Shanzhao’s cultivation was already quite good, but it couldn’t do things like summoning winds and rain.
This meant that no matter how weak the black bear spirit that ambushed Li Genmiao was, it was stronger than Zhu Shanzhao.
"Wait, you mentioned earlier that the black bear spirit could speak human language? What did it say to you?" Yan Shouyi suddenly seized on a key point.
The others were also drawn to attention. Even Pan Shiyi and the others looked at Li Genmiao, clearly they hadn't known this, or perhaps they hadn't noticed this detail.
Li Genmiao rolled his eyes, unsure whether he was blaming himself for speaking too much or blaming Yan Shouyi for noticing the detail.
"The black bear spirit said: Heavenly Pool sacred ground, mortals forbidden. Those who defy, the gods shall slay!"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.
After a while, Pan Shiyi frowned, "The black bear spirit is guarding the Heavenly Pool?"
Zheng Youqian asked doubtfully, "But Jiang Qingxue is at the Heavenly Pool. Why can she go in, but you cannot?"
Lan Qihuan suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "Could that black bear spirit be guarding Qingxue?"
Everyone was intelligent and quickly deduced the truth from the clues.
No wonder after the Actor returned, he no longer attempted to go up the mountain, but instead found ways to bring Yan Shouyi to Changbai Mountain and insisted on accompanying him up the mountain.
It turned out he had obtained the information from the black bear spirit.
"I'm just speculating."
At this point, Li Genmiao spoke: "It's also true that the Heavenly Pool is protected by an array. But the appearance of that black bear spirit was too sudden. Whether it was protecting the Heavenly Pool or Jiang Qingxue, it was definitely right for me to bring Yan Shouyi."
Long Feicheng slammed the table in anger: "So you're treating our Brother Yan like a key?"
Yan Shouyi speechlessly comforted Long Feicheng: "Everyone knows, you don't need to point it out."
Miao Ji took a deep breath and said, "Amitabha, no matter what is in Changbai Mountain, with a group of us going up together, we won't fear it."
"Right, black bear or white bear, if we kill it, it's all just a dead bear!" the Daoist Dog sneered. "This Daoist priest hasn't eaten bear paw for many years."
Seeing everyone’s enthusiasm, Yan Shouyi had to pour cold water on them.
"Actually, my plan is for Li Genmiao and I to go up the mountain alone. You should stay in Taoyuan Village for now."
"Why?" Long Feicheng objected first. "Li Genmiao, that scoundrel, is too cunning. What if Changbai Mountain is a trap? Are you really going to jump in, Brother Yan?"
Li Genmiao coughed a couple of times and calmly reminded, "Long Feicheng, I am right here."
"I'll say it even if you're here!" Long Feicheng cursed. "You scoundrel must be up to some schemes again!"
Li Genmiao: "..."
Old Pan sternly warned, "You are not allowed to speak to him like that!"
Pan Shiyi's presence as a superior was imposing, and coupled with his storyteller's ability, ordinary people couldn't withstand his verbal attacks and would immediately yield.
But Long Feicheng was a fearless fellow. If he got angry, he would even curse the heavens. How could he be afraid of Pan Shiyi?
He stood up, grabbed the tabletop with both hands, and shouted, "I don't care what happens! Brother Yan cannot go up the mountain with you alone. At worst, we'll flip the table and fight!"
Judging by his demeanor, he was truly prepared to flip the table.
Yan Shouyi sighed, put his hand on Long Feicheng's shoulder, and whispered, "So what if it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den? No one who should go there will escape. Little Long, listen to me this time. You all stay in Taoyuan Village and take good care of Han San."
"But..."
"Just let Shouyi make his own decision!"
Just as Long Feicheng was about to say something else, he was interrupted by the Daoist Dog.
The Daoist Dog could tell that Yan Shouyi had something in Li Genmiao's hands, but he also trusted Yan Shouyi. Yan Shouyi would not take risks without confidence.
Therefore, he chose to believe Yan Shouyi and also believed that this was a burden Yan Shouyi, as the president of the Folklore Research Society, should bear.
Since the Daoist Dog had spoken, Long Feicheng, no matter how unwilling, could only bow his head for the time being.
But he still didn't forget to threaten Li Genmiao fiercely: "Damn you, Li Genmiao! If my Brother Yan loses even a single hair on his way down the mountain, I'll set your Taoyuan Village on fire!"
"Big talk, little skill." Li Genmiao didn't care about Long Feicheng's threat at all. Pan Shiyi and the others also found it amusing.
But at that moment, Long Feicheng suddenly flipped the dining table!
The unfinished food, along with various pots and bowls, all crashed to the floor.
Everyone was stunned, including Yan Shouyi.
Li Genmiao flicked the leftover food off himself and stared at Long Feicheng with a gloomy expression.
At this moment, Li Genmiao, who had been hiding his true nature well, finally revealed a hint of his fangs.
He finally showed a trace of murderous intent.
This meal, after all, could not be finished peacefully…
Pan Shiyi and the others fell silent because they knew Li Genmiao was angry.
And Long Feicheng, instead of being afraid of Li Genmiao, stared back at him fiercely.
He panted like an ox, his chest heaving violently, and warned word by word:
"You all look down on me, you don't take me seriously, but this time I'm not joking!"
"Li Genmiao, if I don't see Brother Yan when you return, I won't just burn down the village, I'll kill all of you!"