This time, the footsteps were light, slower, and greater in number. It seemed as if a group of people were carefully approaching, but not saying anything. Wei WuXian fished out a Gloom-burning Talisman and tossed it forward. If anything surrounded by resentful energy was in front of them, it would burn up, and the fire would probably somewhat light up the area.

"Are there any other people who are interested in that place other than the two of them?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Maybe, we don't know." said Wei Wuxian.

The people in front also noticed that something had been tossed at them. They immediately attacked.

A multitude of differently-colored sword glares rushed over. Bichen unsheathed calmly and drifted in front of Wei WuXian, fending off all of the glares. On the other side, the people fumbled in confusion. Hearing the shouts, Lan WangJi immediately sheathed Bichen. Wei WuXian called out, "Jin Ling? SiZhui!"

"What?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"What are guys doing there?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"If Sizhui was there, then this un-lan was also there." said Jiang Cheng while glaring at Jingyi.

As he expected, he hadn't heard wrong. Jin Ling's voice sounded through the white fog, "Why's it you again?!"

Wei WuXian, "Well, actually, I want to know why it's you again!"

"This un-lan is going to answer." said Jiang Cheng while glaring at his son who is hiding behind his fathee.

"Sizhui." Jingyi called but his cousin was also avoiding his parents gazes.

Lan SiZhui tried to contain himself, but his voice sounded delighted, "Young Master Mo, you are also here? Then is HanGuang-Jun here as well?"

"Look at how my a-yuan is delighted to see his father." said Wei Wuxian.

Sizhui blushed hearing that.

Hearing that Lan WangJi might also be here, Jin Ling shut his mouth immediately, as if he had been silenced again. He was probably scared that he'd be punished again. Lan JingYi also shouted, "He definitely is! The glare before was from Bichen, right? It was Bichen, right?!"

"You're really so un-lan." Wei Wuxian commented.

"That's more better." said Jiang Cheng.

"But you didn't answer my question yet." he added.

"A-niang, I think the screen is willing to show it to you." said Jingyi making his mother glare at him.

Wei WuXian, "Yep. He's here, right beside me. You should come over."

As soon as the boys knew that the ones in front of them were friend instead of foe, they immediately let out a few sighs of relief and scurried over. Aside from Jin Ling and some of the Lan Sect's juniors, there were also seven or eight boys wearing clothes of different sects, who still acted hesitant. They were probably also disciples from distinguished backgrounds. Wei WuXian asked, "Why are all of you here? With such an attack, it's lucky that I have HanGuang-Jun by my side. What if you hurt ordinary people?"

Jin Ling retorted, "There isn't any ordinary people here-there isn't any people here at all!"

"Then, what are you doing there?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Do you guys loves trouble so much?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Aren't you also a troublemaker?" asked Jingyi while sulking.

"What did you say? Want me to tie you on a chair for you to stay still?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Jiang Cheng and I are different. We can cause trouble and go wherever we want because we know that we can survive. That place is dangerous so why did you bother to go there without a senior?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"We are fine, a-niang." said Jibgyi.

Lan SiZhui nodded, "It is daylight, but there is fog everywhere. And there is not a single shop open."

"Who open a shop in that foggy place?" asked Wen Xu.

"If you're in need of money then a person will do everything to earn." said Zizhen.

Wei WuXian, "This won't matter for now. How did you guys run into each other? Don't tell me that you arranged to night-hunt together." Jin Ling saw everyone as an eyesore and wanted to fight with everyone. And, since he already had an unpleasant interaction with the Lan Sect's disciples, how would it be possible that they wanted to night-hunt together? Lan SiZhui obediently explained, "That would be a long story. We were originally..."

"Is this how you four gotten more closer?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Mn. After that, we almost meet each other every time we do a night hunt." answered Sizhui.

"That's good then, a-ling find the most trustworthy persons to be with." said Jiang Yanli.

Suddenly, a series of clucks and taps, the unusually ear-piercing noise of a bamboo pole knocking on the ground, came from within the dense fog.

The juniors' faces changed at once, "It's here again!"

"We were so scared hearing that, that time." laughed Jingyi.

"For real though. A little girl like her can scare us." laughed Jin Ling.

"Finally admitted it huh." teased Jingyi.

"I'm just saying the truth." Jin Ling defended.

"Oh really?" asked Jingyi with a tease.

"I can see Jiang-xiong and Wei-xiong in them." said Nie Huaisang.

The sudden peculiar noises of a bamboo pole knocking on the ground sounded loud then soft, far then near, making it so that it was impossible to determine where or what exactly was making it.

Wei WuXian, "All of you, come over. Huddle close. Don't move and don't attack."

Amid the fog, if the juniors all withdrew their swords and attempted to attack, it'd be possible for them to hurt themselves instead of the enemy. After a moment, the noise stopped. Having waited in silence for a few seconds, one disciple spoke under his breath, "It's that again... Just how long is it going to follow us for?!"

"She was trying to save us." said Zizhen.

"Who?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"A lovely girl." he answered making his three other friends looked at him.

"I agree." said Jingyi with a smile and for the first time it didn't reach his eyes.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng gave each other a look.

Wei WuXian, "It's been following you?"

Lan SiZhui, "After we entered the city, because the fog was too thick and it would be easy to wander off, we decided to walk closely together. Then, we suddenly heard the noise. At the time, it was not as fast. It went quite slowly, one knock at a time. Through the fog, we also managed to see a short shadow walk past, right in front of us. But when we chased over, it disappeared. The noise has been following us ever since."

Wei WuXian, "How short?"

Lan SiZhui gestured at his chest, "Very short. Very small."

"She's very cute." said Jingyi.

"Are you okay?" asked Jin Ling.

"Why? What's wrong with complementing Lady A-Qing?" asked Jingyi.

"Nothings wrong with it. I also agree that she's cute." said Jin Ling.

'Cute, huh!' thought Sizhui.

Wei WuXian, "How long have you been here for?"

Lan SiZhui, "Around fifteen minutes."

"Fifteen minutes?" Wei WuXian asked, "HanGuang-Jun, how long have we been here for?"

Lan WangJi's voice sounded from behind the hazy fog, "Around thirty minutes."

"Look, "Wei WuXian continued, "We've been here for longer than you did. How is it possible that you ended up in front of us, and only ran into us after you turned around?"

"How did that happened?" asked Meng Yao.

"We don't know either." said Su She.

"Is someone trying to help them?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Then who is it?" asked Wei Wuxian.

Jin Ling couldn't help but replied, "We never turned around. We've always been walking forward, following this path."

If both of them were walking forward, then would it be possible that someone jinxed the path and made it into a cyclic maze array?

"Maybe that's the reason." said Wei Wuxian.

"Just like in the Xinglu Ridge." he added.

Wei WuXian asked again, "Have you tried using your swords to fly up and see?"

Lan SiZhui, "Yes. I thought that I flew a long distance upward, but it was actually not that high. And there were also some fuzzy shadows darting here and there. I did not know what they were and was afraid that I could not deal with them, so I came down."

Hearing this, everyone was silent for a while. Since the Shudong area was foggy anyway, they never thought too much about the fog in the city. Now, it seemed that the fog didn't form naturally and really was a ghostly mist.

"Why don't you just leave from there?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"That's what we are trying to do, a-niang." said Jingyi.

"Does anyone even know that you guys are there? How many times do I have to tell you to bring a senior with you when you're night hunting.

"We are already old enough to do it on our own." said Jin Ling.

"Really? Then tell me how dud you survive that place." said Jiang Cheng with visible anger.

"You look like a strict mom who always worry about his kids." teased Wei Wuxian.

"Oh shut up." muttered Jiang Cheng.

Lan JingYi was shocked, "The fog wouldn't be poisonous, would it?!"

Wei WuXian, "It probably isn't. We've been in here for quite a while, and we're still alive."

"It couldn't be." said Qingheng-jun.

"Why?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"It would be more dangerous of it isn't." Qingheng-jun answered.

Jin Ling, "I should've brought Fairy with me. It's all because of your damned donkey."

Hearing the dog's name, goosebumps climbed all over Wei WuXian's back. He then heard Lan JingYi shout, "We have not even blamed your dog yet! It opened its mouth to bite first, and then it ended up with Lil' Apple's hoove. Whose fault was that? Anyhow, neither of them can move at this point."

Wei WuXian, "What?! My Lil' Apple was bitten by a dog?!"

"I like how he say it." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"The sassiness of Jiang Wanyin is showing." said Wei Wuxian.

"But what? My Lil' Apple is bitten?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Why would you let that dog of yours to bit my donkey?" he asked Jin Ling.

Jin Ling humped.

Jin Ling, "How can that donkey be more important than my spiritual dog? Fairy was given to me by my youngest uncle. If something happened to it, not even ten thousand donkeys could pay for it!"

Wei WuXian retorted in all absurdity, "Don't use LianFang-Zun's name to scare people off. Well, my Lil' Apple is a gift from HanGuang-Jun. How could you take Lil' Apple out to night-hunt? And even let it be injured?!"

"How could you lie something like that? Do you think Lan Wangji will give you one?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"He can do it though, a-niang." said Jingyi.

"A-yi is right, Wanyin." said Lan Xichen.

Jiang Cheng gave a look at Lan Wangji who is watching with a blank face while Wei Wuxian was enveloped in his embrace.

The juniors from the Lan Sect responded in unison, "Liar!" They would never believe that someone like HanGuang-Jun would choose such a gift for someone. Even if Lan WangJi didn't speak up, they firmly refused to believe it. Lan SiZhui clarified, "Uhh... Sorry, Young Master Mo. Your Lil' Apple... Your donkey had been making noise everyday in the Cloud Recesses, and the seniors had been complaining for a long time, ordering us to get rid of it during this night-hunt. So, we..."

Jin Ling didn't believe that the donkey was a gift from Lan WangJi either, "I can't even stand looking at that donkey. And it's even called 'Lil' Apple'. It's so damn stupid!"

"It's name is more acceptable than how you name you damn dog!" exclaimed Wei Wuxian.

"Lil' Apple is way more interesting that your dog." said Jingyi.

"My Fairy is the best. Where can you find a spiritual dog more better than her?" asked Jin Ling.

Lan JingYi thought that, if it really were from HanGuang-Jun, then they'd be in trouble. He immediately spoke up for it, "What is wrong with 'Lil' Apple'? It likes to eat Apples, so it is called Lil' Apple. How down-toearth. This is ten times better than calling your fat dog 'Fairy'!"

"Jingyi is the only one who believe that." said Sizhui.

"When you know it is possible." said Jingyi with a pout.

Jin Ling, "How is Fairy fat?! Try finding me a spiritual dog that's in a better shape than..."

Suddenly, all of the chatter ceased.

A few seconds later, Wei WuXian asked, "Is anyone still there?"

"What happened to them?" asked Jin Zixuan with a visible worry on his face.

A series of oomph-s and mmn-s came from around him, which meant that everyone was there. Lan WangJi coldly stated, "Noise."

... How could he silence everyone at once? Wei WuXian couldn't help but touched his lips, feeling quite lucky.

"Is that even necessary?" asked Jin Zixun.

"Of course it is. Noise can get the attention of your enemy." answered Wei Wuxian.

"Such a show off." muttered Su She.

All of a sudden, the sound of footsteps came amid the fog on the frontleft side.

The footsteps staggered in an tremendously cumbersome way. Immediately afterward, from the front, the front-right, the sides, and the back came the same sound. Although the fog was too thick for any figures to be seen, the rancid stench had already drifted over.

Of course, Wei WuXian wouldn't worry about just a few walking corpses. He whistled lightly, and ended on a note that curved upward, signalling for them to back off. As he had expected, after the corpses behind the fog heard the whistle, they briefly paused.

"Why is there a walking corpses there?" asked Nie Huaisang while hiding his face behind his fan.

"Did someone set them up?" asked a random cultivator.

"That's possible." said Jin Zixuan.

However, a moment later, they rushed over!

Wei WuXian didn't expect this at all. Not only did the command not work, it actually provoked them. He would never have mixed up the two different commands of "back off" and "be stimulated"!

Yet, at the moment, there wasn't any time for him to think. Seven or eight slanting figures had already appeared through the white fog. Judging from the thickness of the fog in Yi City, the fact that they could see them meant that the corpses were already extremely near!

"He can't control them?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Mn." answered Sizhui.

"Why?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"You guys are asking like it is okay that I'm controlling those corpses." said Wei Wuxian.

"Wei-xiong, as your friend I will support you as long as it is reasonable and wouldn't hurt innocent people." said Nie Huaisang.

"As long as you won't do something to ruin your life." said Jiang Cheng.

Bichen's icy-blue sword glare tore open the fog. Surrounding the group, it drew a distinct circle in the air, cutting all of the walking corpses in half then returning back to its sheath. Wei WuXian let out a breath of relief, while Lan WangJi lowered his voice, "Why?"

Wei WuXian was also wondering why, Why couldn't the command control these corpses? With a slow pace and rancid scent, they definitely weren't any high-level corpses. I should've been able to scare them away with just a few claps. It was impossible for my whistling to suddenly not work anymore, since it doesn't use spiritual powers anyways. A situation like this has never...

"Then why?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"I think he's going to explain it." said Jin Ling.

"Will it be dangerous?" asked Jiang Yanli.

"Don't worry a-niang, we are all safe." said Jin Ling while trying to comfort his mother.

Suddenly, he remembered something. A thin layer of sweat seeped from his back.

No. It wasn't that "a situation like this has never happened before". In reality, it had indeed happened before, and not only once. There really was a type of corpse or spirit that he couldn't command-

Corpses or spirits that were already under the control of the Stygian Tiger Seal!

"Then it will be more dangerous." said Wei Wuxian.

"As long as you guys won't do anything stupid then maybe you can keep yourself safe." said Jiang Cheng while glaring at the juniors.

"Nothing bad happened to us, a-niang." said Jingyi.

"Are you sure?" asked Jiang Cheng.

Jingyi nodded his head.

Lan WangJi lifted the silence spell, and Lan SiZhui could talk again, "HanGuang-Jun, is the situation really dangerous? Should we leave the city at once?"

"Yeah, leave from there." said Wei Wuxian.

"I don't think that's possible as of the moment." said Jiang Cheng.

"But the fog is so thick. We cannot use the path or fly out either..."

One disciple exclaimed, "I think more corpses are coming!"

"Where? I did not hear any footsteps."

"I think I heard strange breathing sounds..." The boy only realized what a ridiculous remark it was after he said it, shutting his mouth in embarrassment. Another boy responded, "You really are something, are you not? Breathing sounds. Corpses are dead-how can there be any breathing sounds?"

"He is right though. We didn't believe in him that time." said Zizhen.

"Really? First time hearing that the corpse can breath. Are they a living corpse?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Do such thing even exist?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Maybe, there a lot of things exist in the future." said Wei Wuxian with a shrugged.

Before he finished, another large figure crashed over. With Bichen unsheathing again, the shadow's head separated from its body. At the same time, strange splashing sounds could be heard. The disciples who were near the scene all screamed in fright. Afraid that they were hurt, Wei WuXian immediately called out, "What happened?"

Lan JingYi, "Something spurted out of the corpse's body. I think it was some sort of powder. It tasted both bitter and sweet. And rotten!" It was very unlucky for him. Since he happened to have wanted to speak, he opened his mouth, and a fair amount of powder went inside. Not caring about how he looked, he immediately spat a few times. The things that gushed out from a corpse were undoubtedly not trivial matters. The powder still roamed in the air. If it was accidentally sucked into the lungs, it would've been even harder to deal with than if it entered one's mouth. Wei WuXian instructed, "All of you, stand away from that area! Come here quickly. Let me see you."

"Un-lan!" exclaimed Jiang Cheng.

"I'm fine, a-niang." said Jingyi.

"Stop lying you damn brat." said Jiang Cheng.

"You keep saying that you're fine yet what about now?" he asked.

"Nothing bad happened, a-niang." said Jingyi in which he received a smack from his mother.

Lan JingYi, "Okay. But I cannot see you. Where are you?"

One couldn't even see their hand if it was right in front of them, let alone walk in this fog. Wei WuXian recalled that, whenever Bichen was unsheathed, its sword glare could penetrate the white fog. He turned to Lan WangJi, who stood by his side, "HanGuang-Jun, draw your sword for a moment, so that he can walk over."

Lan WangJi was standing right beside him, yet neither replied nor moved.

Suddenly, a clear, blue sword glare lit up an area around seven steps away.

... Lan WangJi was there?

"Then who is the person beside me?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Wei Ying." said Lan Wangji while glaring at the screen.

"Don't worry, Lan Zhan. Nothing bad will happen to me." said Wei Wuxian.

Then who was the person that had always stood silently beside him?!

Suddenly, a shadow flashed before Wei WuXian's eyes. A dark face approached from in front of him.

It was dark because, on top of the face, there was a thick layer of black mist!

"That grave digger?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"He followed the two of you." said Jiang Cheng.

"Maybe because of the torso he digged up." said Nie Huaisang.

"Just who is he?" asked Wei Wuxian.

The mist-faced man reached out for the Qiankun Pouch hung by his side. However, after he had taken it, the Qiankun Pouch suddenly swelled up. The string that had tied it snapped in half, and three enraged spirits shot forward. Forming an entangled mess, they charged toward him!

Wei WuXian laughed, "Did you want the Qiankun Pouch? Then, your eyesight must be in a bad shape. Why did you take my Spirit-Trapping Pouch instead?"

"You even have time to laugh in such situation?" asked Jin Zixuan in disbelief.

"We've been watching a lot of things already yet you still didn't expect that?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"I just can't believe it." said Jin Zixuan.

Ever since they snatched the recently-unearthed torso from the gravedigger's hands in the YueyangChang Sect's cemetery and caused him to retreat frustratedly, Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi had always been on the alert. They predicted that he wouldn't give up and would instead look out for any opportunity to take it back. As they had expected, after they entered Yi City, the gravedigger attacked, intending to take advantage of the thick fog and the chattering crowd. Indeed, his attack worked, but Wei WuXian had long since swapped the Qiankun Pouch that held the left arm with the Spirit-Trapping Pouch.

With a clang, the opponent jumped backward and unsheathed his sword. Instantly, the spirits' hatred-filled screeches sounded about, as if the attack pushed them toward the verge of dissipating. Wei WuXian thought to himself, So he really is someone with a high level of cultivation. He immediately shouted, "HanGuang-Jun, the gravedigger's here!"

"My Lan Zhan is on the rescue!" exclaimed Wei Wuxian.

"Mn." said Lan Wangji.

"My Lan Zhan is the best." said Wei Wuxian proudly.

"How I wish Jiang-xiong could also boast about Xichen-ge like that. I want to see a competition between the Yunmeng prides about their oh-so perfect husbands." said Nie Huaisang.

"But ChengCheng is easily flustered." laughed Wei Wuxian.

Without needing the reminder, Lan WangJi knew that something had happened just by listening. He stayed silent. Bichen's swift, fierce sweep served as response.

The current situation was far from optimistic. A black mist covered the gravedigger's sword, making it so that the sword glare didn't come through and allowing it to hide perfectly within the white fog. On the other hand, the sword glare from Lan WangJi's Bichen couldn't be concealed at all. He was out in the open while the enemy was hidden in the dark. Also, the enemy was not only highly skilled in terms of cultivation, but he was also familiar with the GusuLan Sect's sword moves. And, although both of them were fighting blindly in the fog, he could do whatever he wanted, yet Lan WangJi had to be careful so that he didn't accidentally injure anyone on his own side. Seeing from all of this, Lan WangJi was really at a disadvantage. Having heard a few clashes of the blades, Wei WuXian's heart suddenly tightened. He blurted out, "Lan Zhan? Are you hurt?!"

"Oh he is worried." squealed some female cultivators.

Wei Wuxian was blushing making Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang laughed at him.

"He is in love." laughed Nie Huaisang making Wei Wuxian's face more redder.

"I never thought that this day will come." teased Jiang Cheng, he is enjoying this as his brother always tease him when it comes to Lan Xichen.

From afar, there came a muffled grunt, as if someone had received a critical injury. It clearly wasn't Lan WangJi's voice, though.

Lan WangJi, "Of course not."

Wei WuXian grinned, "So it seems!"

"Of course my Lan Zhan will never get injured." said Wei Wuxian proudly.

"Guess our best friend is really a thick faced man." laughed Nie Huaisang while Jiang Cheng nodded his head.

"You couldn't be more wrong." said Jin Zixuan.

It sounded as if the other person laughed bitterly. He attacked again. The clashing sounds of Bichen's glare and the other sword were farther and farther away. Wei WuXian knew that Lan WangJi didn't want to accidentally hurt them and purposely drew the battle away to deal with the gravedigger on his own. Of course, the rest was up to Wei WuXian. He turned around, "How are the ones who inhaled the powder?"

"What a considerate man." said a female disciple with a sigh.

"My considerate man." claimed Wei Wuxian.

"So f*cking shameless." cursed Jiang Cheng making Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang laughed at him.

Lan SiZhui, "They are starting to have trouble standing up!"

Wei WuXian, "Come to the middle and number yourselves off."

"So they are really poisoned." said MianMian.

Jiang Cheng gave his son a glare who only smiled at him, resembling his father's smile.

It was fortunate that, after finishing off a wave of walking corpses and leading away a gravedigger, nothing else came to disturb them. The noise of the bamboo pole didn't come out to make trouble either. The remaining disciples gathered around and counted themselves off. Nobody was missing. Wei WuXian took Lan JingYi into his hands and felt his forehead. It was a bit warm. He then felt the foreheads of the other boys who had inhaled the powder from the corpse. They were the same. He lifted Lan JingYi's eyelids, "Show me your tongue. Ahh."

Lan JingYi, "Ahh."

Wei WuXian, "Yep. Congratulations. You're under corpse poisoning."

"Is that something you could congratulate with?" asked Jiand Cheng.

"That would be a new experience for them." said Wei Wuxian.

"You're impossible." said Jin Zixuan.

"Your son isn't even poisoned." said Wei Wuxian.

"What about mine? Do something." said Jiang Cheng.

"Look, Jingyi you made your mother worried about you." said Wei Wuxian.

"For the first time he showed it." said Jingyi with a smile.

Jin Ling, "How is this something to congratulate someone for?!"

Wei WuXian, "It's another life experience. It'd be a conversation starter when you grow older."

Corpse poisoning was mostly due to being wounded by a turned corpse or having a wound touch their necrotic blood. Cultivators usually didn't allow walking corpses to get so near that they get wounded, so nobody made it a habit to carry elixirs that cured corpse poisoning. Lan SiZhui worried, "Young Master Mo, will anything happen to them?"

"Next time, carry those elixirs so that you guys are prepared for any poisoning." said Wei Wuxian.

"What next time? There will be no next time." said Jiang Cheng.

"Unless, if I'm the one who told you where to conduct a night hunt." he added.

"But, a-niang." whined Jingyi.

"What? You're disobeying me?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"I will never." said Jingyi.

"Good. From now on, you're not allowed to night hunt without me or any other seniors you are closed with. Understand?" asked Jiang Cheng.

Jingyi can only nod his head making Jin Ling snickered at him.

"Same with you, brat." said Jiang Cheng making him glare at his jiujiu.

Wei WuXian, "Nothing at the moment. When it goes in the bloodstream and travels all around the body and enters the heart, then nothing could help anymore."

Lan SiZhui, "Wh-what will happen?"

Wei WuXian, "Whatever happens to corpses will happen to you. If you're lucky, you're just going to rot away. If you're not, you might become a long-haired zombie and you'll only be able to hop around for the rest of your life."

"I don't want to be like that." said Jingyi.

"You're definitely making fun of them." said Jiang Cheng making Wei Wuxian laughed out loud.

All of the poisoned disciples gasped.

Wei WuXian, "So you want to cure it?"

Everyone nodded. Wei WuXian continued, "If you want to cure it, then listen up. From now on, all of you have to behave and listen to whatever I say. Every one of you."

"You're abusing it." said Jiang Cheng.

"Oh let me have a fun." said Wei Wuxian.

"In such situation?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"In every situation." answered Wei Wuxian.

Although a lot of the boys still weren't familiar with him, seeing that he could intimately call HanGuang-Jun by his birth name as if they were from the same generation, that they stood in the middle of a ominously foggy haunted city, and that they were both poisoned and feverish, they felt particularly anxious, instinctively wanting to depend on someone. And, since anything that came out of Wei WuXian's mouth somehow had a tone of confidence that eliminated all worries, they couldn't help but listened to his words, answering in unison, "Yes!"

Wei WuXian pressed further, "You have to do whatever I tell you to. Be obedient. Understood?"

"Yes!"

"I don't trust him at all." said a younger disciple.

"Looks like he's planning something." he added.

Wei Wuxian pouted.

"Lan Zhan, they don't trust me." he whined.

"Yeah, I can feel that he is really gonna do something." said Jiang Cheng.

"It's just your feeling." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian clapped, "Stand up. Those who aren't poisoned can carry those who are, preferably over the shoulder. If you can only lift them on your front, remember to position the head and the heart higher than the rest of the body."

Lan JingYi, "But I can walk. Why do we need to be carried?"

Wei WuXian, "Brother, if you jump around, your blood is going to circulate quickly, and it will enter your heart sooner. So you shouldn't move too much. It's best if you don't move at all."

"Is that true?" asked a younger disciple.

"Mn. He's right." answered Qingheng-jun.

"I don't make up something when someone is in danger. I will only state the truth." said Wei Wuxian.

The boys immediately stood as still as boards, allowing their peers to lift them up. Carried on the shoulder of another disciple from his sect, one boy mumbled, "The corpse that sprinkled the poisonous powder really did breathe."

The boy who carried him complained as he panted on, "I already told you. If it knew how to breathe, then it'd be a living person."

"It's a living corpse." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's so immoral if such thing really exists." said Jin Guangshan.

"Like you." said Jingyi.

Lan SiZhui, "Young Master Mo, all of them have been carried. Where will we go?"

Lan SiZhui was the nicest, most obedient, and least worrisome one. Wei WuXian replied, "At the moment, we definitely won't be able to leave the city. Let's knock a few doors."

"Of course, my a-yuan is the only one who is nice to me." said Wei Wuxian.

"Jin Ling is raised by Jiang Cheng while Jingyi came from Jiang Cheng so of course they will be against me." he added.

"A-cheng's attitude was passed to them." said Jiang Yanli with a chuckle.

Jin Ling, "Knock the doors of what?"

Wei WuXian thought for a moment, "Is there anything else that has doors except for houses?"

Jin Ling, "You want us to enter these houses? It's already this dangerous outside. Who knows what things are hidden in these rooms, watching and waiting for us."

"Young Master Jin is right." said Meng Yao.

"No." said Jingyi.

"Why not?" asked Meng Yao.

"It's Young Mistress Jin." said Jingyi in which he received a smack from the said man.

"Stop calling me that." said Jin Ling.

"Only if you confessed that feelings of yours." said Jingyi.

Sizhui's attention turned to them.

"Lets continue watching." said Jin Ling, a red tint was shown on his cheeks.

After he spoke, everyone felt that there really were pairs of eyes hidden within the fog and the houses, closely watching their every move, their every word. They couldn't help but shuddered in fear. Wei WuXian responded, "True. It's hard to say whether outside the houses or inside the houses is more dangerous. But, since it's already like this on the outside, the inside can't be any worse. Let's go. There's no time to lose. We still need to cure the poisoning."

"How is the poisoning connected to entering a house." asked Wen Chao.

"Use your brain not your mouth. Oh I forgot you don't have even a little bit of it." said Jingyi in a mocking tone.

The group had to do what they were told. Listening to Wei WuXian's instructions, everyone held the sword sheath of the person in front of him, so that they didn't wander off amid the dense fog. From house to house, they knocked on the doors. Jin Ling pounded for awhile, and didn't hear any response from within the house, "There doesn't seem to be anyone inside this one. Let's go in."

Wei WuXian's voice drifted over, "Who told you to enter if there wasn't anyone inside? Continue knocking. We need to go into a house that does have someone inside of it."

"Why do you want to find someone who is inside the house?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"I don't know." answered Wei Wuxian.

Jin Ling, "You want to find one with someone inside?"

Wei WuXian, "Yes. Knock nicely. Your knocks were too strong. It's quite rude."

Jin Ling was so irritated that he almost kicked the wooden door down. In the end, he only... stomped angrily on the ground.

"ChengCheng's grumpiness is showing." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"One can mistake that Jin Ling is Jiang-xiong's son." said Nie Huaisang.

"I agree." laughed Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling gave each other a glare.

Every household by the street shut its door tightly, refraining from opening it no matter how hard they knocked. The more Jin Ling knocked, the more annoyed he became, but the amount of force he exerted had clearly lessened. On the other hand, Lan SiZhui remained calm. At the thirteenth shop, he repeated the phrase that had already been repeated a number of times, "Excuse me. Is anyone inside?"

Suddenly, the door shifted. A thin, black slit had been opened.

"Oh someone is really willing to let them in." said MianMian.

"What will happen next?" asked a random cultivator.

"We don't know." answered his friend.