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The Red Pearl suddenly leaped from Wei Ning's arms, spinning in the air, its immense red light illuminating the entire forest. This naturally caught the attention of Wu and Fang, who were engaged in a Fighting Corpse. In a flash of blinding light, Liu Linglang emerged from the Red Pearl, tears welling in her eyes as she pointed at the Infant Spirit Corpse wrapped by Gu Corpse and exclaimed, "Bad person, let him go!"
Only then did Wei Ning snap awake. After all, Liu Linglang was also an Infant Spirit, and seeing her kind being bullied by "humans" stirred her indignation. Without even greeting Wei Ning, she rushed out.
Fang Zhi frowned and said, "Where did this lonely ghost come from? Quickly disperse and do not interfere with our duel; otherwise, you will be dealt with as well!"
Liu Linglang's originally rosy face turned pale, tears threatening to spill as she shouted, "You better let my brother go, or else... or else I will eliminate you on behalf of the moon!"
At this moment, Wei Ning felt no need to hide any longer. He stood tall and was about to speak when Fang Zhi interjected, "Who are you? Do you not know that Zhu You School will hold the Corpse Driving Conference here tomorrow? If you are just here to stir up trouble, please state your name so we can treat you to good food and drink. Otherwise, hmph! You should leave early to avoid getting hurt tomorrow; it would be bad for everyone."
Although Fang Zhi's words were polite and formal, there was an unmistakable arrogance in his tone, clearly dismissing Wei Ning.
With a wave of his hand, Fang Zhi commanded the Gu Worms that had been entangling the Infant Spirit Corpse to descend. Knowing that this Fighting Corpse could not continue any longer, he decided to give Wu Fei a face by backing down. Wu Fei, who had been tense and desperate throughout the ordeal, finally sighed in relief and quickly jabbed the remaining Controlling Needle into the Infant Spirit Corpse. The Infant Spirit Corpse was already in a pitiful state from the torment of the Gu Worms, emitting a sizzling cry that made it look utterly miserable.
"Useless thing," Wu Fei kicked the Infant Spirit Corpse hard, sending it flying three yards away to land on the ground, covered in wounds and looking forlorn. Having suffered another defeat at Fang Zhi's hands, he had nowhere to vent his frustration but on this poor Infant Spirit Corpse.
Liu Linglang watched in anguish, tears almost spilling over as she cried out, "You bad person! Why are you bullying him like this? You... you... you big bad guy!" She was about to rush forward to save the nearly lifeless Infant Spirit Corpse.
Wu Fei blocked Liu Linglang's path coldly and said, "Ghost, get lost! This is my business. If you're tired of being a ghost, I can help you with that."
Wei Ning pulled Liu Linglang behind him. He felt no goodwill toward either of them; their imposing presence had long irked him. He coldly stated, "I am Wei Ning of the Chen Prefecture Wei Family. You two are here using God of Joy to duel without fear of angering Yin Division? Have you forgotten your vows from when you entered the sect?"
Wu Fei glanced sideways at Wei Ning and replied, "The Wei Family has been extinct since Wei Qiuxi; if you're going to impersonate a Zhu You Practitioner next time, at least understand the situation first."
"Whether or not I am part of the Wei Family is not for you to question. Tomorrow when I meet your respective masters, they will inform you. Wu Fei, if I'm not mistaken, disrespecting God of Joy can lead to expulsion from the sect."
Wu Fei's expression changed suddenly; he hadn't expected Wei Ning to actually be knowledgeable. He couldn't help but scrutinize Wei Ning, a hint of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.
Fang Zhi's face shifted through several expressions before he suddenly smiled and said, "I just remembered, you are the man of my distant cousin Qiqi from Guan Zhuang. Yes, I heard the elders mention you when I was last with the family. I was just passing by during your wedding and didn’t have time to celebrate with you. I truly apologize for that. So, how is Qiqi doing?" With that, he stepped forward to get closer to Wei Ning.
The Fang family had flourished for hundreds of years and had become quite a large clan. Even among peers, many were unfamiliar with each other. Fang Zhi and Qiqi had been completely marginalized; the fact that no one from the Fang family attended Qiqi's wedding indicated their low status within the family. It was likely that Fang Zhi didn't even know what Qiqi looked like. However, despite this, Fang Zhi was still Qiqi's cousin and part of her maternal family. Wei Ning felt a pang of guilt towards Qiqi and coughed lightly, stepping back a half-step to avoid Fang Zhi's outstretched hand. At that moment, Liu Linglang rushed forward and pushed Fang Zhi aside with surprising strength, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. As he got up, ready to express his anger, Liu Linglang stood firm and shouted angrily, "You bad person, get away! Don't come near us!"
"You..." Fang Zhi was about to explode with anger but caught sight of Wei Ning. Wei Ning's expression was calm and unreadable, making it impossible to tell if he was pleased or angry. Fang Zhi acted cautiously; knowing he didn't fully understand Wei Ning's capabilities, he dared not act rashly. He forced a laugh to ease the tension and said, "Brother Wei, this thing is quite impressive too, but..." He shifted his tone and continued, "While it’s certainly inappropriate for us to be fighting here over corpses, if I recall correctly, this 'Nurturing Ghosts' technique doesn't belong to our Zhu You School, does it? Of course, the Zhu You School is vast and profound; my knowledge is limited—I’ve only scratched the surface. However, tomorrow all the heads of Zhu You will be here for the Corpse Driving Conference. I’ll ask them then; they will surely know more about it. Right, Brother Wei?" Though Fang Zhi's words were polite, the underlying threat was evident.
Wei Ning replied calmly, "Don't try to intimidate me. My Liu Linglang is a clever creation of mine; it’s not something I learned through stealing techniques from Maoshan’s Nurturing Ghosts method. So you don’t need to threaten me; even if I were among the heads of your clan, it would be clear."
"Liu Linglang!" Wu Fei couldn't help but exclaim softly, his mind racing as he clearly began to contemplate something.
"How about this," Fang Zhi said resolutely. "Let’s open the window and lighten things up; let’s pretend we never met today. We can keep this matter buried in our hearts—how does that sound? Otherwise, if we really start arguing, I fear Brother Wei might feel embarrassed and hurt my cousin's feelings."
"Fine," Wei Ning nodded in agreement. "But I must take this Infant Spirit Corpse with me; it cannot fall into his hands again. Who knows what he might do with this child in the future?"
Wu Fei chuckled slyly and said, "I know you have your eyes on this Infant Spirit Corpse and want it for yourself. But wanting it requires capability too! Brother Fang, let’s join forces today and eliminate this imposter from the Wei Family before he disrupts our once-every-five-years Corpse Driving Conference."
Wei Ning didn’t even glance at Wu Fei; he simply stated flatly, "Then let’s get started."
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