Liu Buli's mouth twitched as he listened to his explanation. The answer was so typical of Lu Wuming that he didn't know how to respond.
As if guessing his thoughts, Lu Wuming spoke again before Liu Buli could even try to persuade him. "If you're going to tell me to pay more attention to my cultivation, Master, I think you should give up. Wuming only has Master's matters in his heart. Until Master's matters are resolved, I have no mind to consider anything else. You know this, so there's no point in trying to persuade me."
Liu Buli opened his mouth.
All the words he had prepared were blocked by this statement. After a long period of struggle and hesitation, he couldn't help but say, "But Wuming, you know, your Master isn't someone who likes to waste things. So..."
"So we'll walk the same path and not waste other people's opportunities," Lu Wuming said. "Also, I think I need to remind Master that for ordinary human cultivators, cultivation methods are indeed very important for them to survive in the cultivation world. But Master, do you think I need those cultivation methods? I do know some spiritual arts, but I think what Master taught me is enough. Since I won't use them at critical moments anyway, learning so many is meaningless."
Lu Wuming was indeed broad-minded.
Or rather, his personality was completely different from Liu Buli's, who always thought about being thorough and prudent. In Lu Wuming's opinion, as long as one mastered one thing and had sufficient means of self-defense and killing techniques, other things didn't matter that much.
Take his current situation, for example.
When he fought freely, he basically used his own ghost claws. Ghost claws didn't require so many complicated cultivation methods to stack, so whether he obtained those so-called secret manuals or not seemed to make no difference.
Liu Buli thought for a moment and felt that what he said did have some truth to it. He frowned in distress, and finally sighed, nodding. "Fine, let's go together. Even if I try to persuade you, you won't listen in the end. Since that's the case, it's better not to waste our breath."
Hearing Liu Buli's words, which were full of resignation, Lu Wuming smiled instead. He really wanted to tell his Master that he should have done this from the beginning.
In matters like this, Liu Buli could never win against him. Since that was the case, it was better to give up early and save a lot of effort.
His mood lightened a bit, and Lu Wuming reached out to hold Liu Buli's hand. Glancing at the remaining few large doors, Lu Wuming, being very accommodating, asked, "Master, you choose. Which door should we enter?"
Because it was different from the records in the novel, whatever choice they made next would be into an absolutely unknown territory.
Knowing this very well, Liu Buli casually made a choice, pointing in one direction. "This way. Since we're going in together, even if there's danger, we can face it together."
His words struck a chord with Lu Wuming, and a happy smile immediately appeared on his face. He nodded vigorously, and without Liu Buli needing to say anything more, Lu Wuming pulled him towards the door he had pointed to.
As they stepped into the halo at the entrance, both of them felt a wave of dizziness. When they finally recovered, Liu Buli took a few deep breaths and looked around. He found that the dimly lit passage had somehow turned into a magnificent palace hall.
The hall looked like the imperial palaces he had seen on television before he transmigrated. Liu Buli looked around, frowned instinctively, and tugged at Lu Wuming beside him. Although he said nothing, his actions and expression were enough to show that he was a little nervous.
Sensing his emotions, Lu Wuming reached out and gently patted Liu Buli's shoulder. Shaking his head, he said in a low voice to comfort him, "Master, I don't sense any danger here. I think you can relax a little. It should be fine."
Although he said this, Liu Buli looked around and inexplicably felt uneasy. He couldn't explain the source of this feeling. He just felt instinctively uncomfortable, as if everything he saw was just the calm before the storm.
While Liu Buli was pondering this, the light in the center of the hall flickered, and a figure appeared there at some point.
It was a woman of exquisite beauty.
As her gaze swept over Liu Buli and Lu Wuming, a curious smile appeared on the woman's face. She narrowed her eyes and murmured, "It's been a long time since anyone has come here. How did you get here? It really makes one curious."
The woman exuded no malice. In fact, her very presence was like the surrounding air; you knew she was there, but it felt like her existence was an illusion, making her presence indistinct.
Liu Buli couldn't figure out what was going on, but he could feel that this woman fit perfectly with the environment. Especially her noble aura, which seemed to be direct proof of her living there.
Since the other party harbored no killing intent, Liu Buli naturally wouldn't attack her. He could even tell that the woman was of noble status, so he lowered his posture and cupped his hands towards her. "We came all the way from the secret realm. I didn't know there was a senior guarding this place. My name is Liu Buli. May I ask, senior..."
"Came here from the secret realm?" the woman murmured, as if recalling something. She shook her head and said, "So I've become a part of the secret realm. Time has truly passed too long..."
She paused here, then introduced herself to Liu Buli. "My name is Qi Yu. My name should no longer exist in your era. I am an existence from a very, very long time ago. What you see now is just a shadow of me left here."
As she said this, although she didn't explicitly state her identity, Liu Buli already had a vague guess.
He opened his mouth, and before Qi Yu could explain further, Liu Buli proactively asked her his question. "So... you are a deity, aren't you?"