Chapter 400: Chapter 273: Senior Brother, I’ll Have to Wrong You for Now
Although the entire world was gray, Yang An could still sense that Fu Ming was in high spirits.
It was a little jarring to hear Fu Ming speak so fluently and coherently.
He remembered their last encounter in the Xian Origin Land, where Fu Ming had even stepped in to help him. Because of this, Yang An had always held a favorable opinion of Fu Ming, especially since he was the most rational, unlike the crazed Wild Forbidden and the others.
The reason he had chosen to enter the Gray Scale, aside from the different flow of time between the two places, was that he hoped to get Fu Ming’s help.
Here, just like in the outside world, he could be discovered by others, which would bring him danger and trouble.
But in the Gray Scale, Fu Ming was here.
"Let me guess... Junior Brother, for you to enter the Gray Scale at this time, I imagine you must have run into some trouble in the outside world, right?"
Just as Yang An was about to explain, Fu Ming beat him to it with a guess.
"Senior Brother Fu Ming, your foresight is incredible."
Yang An nodded.
"So, what do you need me to do for you?"
A hint of surprise flickered in Yang An’s eyes. It was as if Fu Ming had precisely guessed what was on his mind.
’As expected of my Second Senior Brother,’ he thought. ’Always so perceptive.’
Even back in the old Life Crane Sect, he was the kind of person willing to lie low for a century or more for the sake of a plan.
Since Fu Ming had already seen through him, Yang An decided not to waste any more time and got straight to the point.
"I’d like to make a deal with you, Senior Brother. I need you to act as my Guardian while I break through to become a Zombie God."
"A deal? Very well."
Fu Ming nodded, agreeing without hesitation.
"Senior Brother..."
Yang An had intended to ask what Fu Ming wanted in return, what he could do for him.
’A deal is only fair if both sides gain something.’
But before he could finish, Fu Ming said:
"You killed our Master, fulfilling a long-held wish of mine. My acting as your Guardian this time will be my way of repaying that favor. Therefore, you don’t need to offer anything else."
A smile remained on his face the entire time. He then added with another smile,
"This is perfectly fair."
Yang An watched him quietly. Ever since seeing Fu Ming again, Yang An felt he had changed.
He had lost his former hostility, replaced by a new gentleness. He was much more peaceful in his bearing—a world of difference compared to the others.
"In that case, thank you, Senior Brother."
Yang An didn’t stand on ceremony any longer. He needed to make the most of his time.
Still, to be safe, he mentally warned the Bow Lady to stay on high alert.
The Bow Lady didn’t reply, but he knew she was always there, just unable to speak for some reason.
Yang An sat down right next to the bonfire.
He had already obtained all the subsequent parts of the Mystic Path Decoded cultivation technique. With the next stage clear in his mind, he quickly entered a state of cultivation.
Seeing Yang An begin his cultivation, Fu Ming slowly rose from the ground and walked away from the fire.
His steps were incredibly light. He walked across the ground, which was covered in dead branches and fallen leaves, without making a single sound.
With his hands clasped behind his back, a gentle breeze stirred the air, causing the sleeves of his robes to dance and his dark hair to swirl.
He made a casual gesture, and the bonfire with its gray flames instantly distorted. Streaks of gray lines spread out from it, racing along the ground in all directions.
The gray lines followed in his wake, not stopping until they had spread to a radius of a hundred meters from the bonfire.
Where Yang An sat, the space around him began to warp. Lines materialized one by one, enclosing him completely and forming what looked like a protective barrier.
Fu Ming finally stopped at the edge of where the gray lines had spread. With his back to Yang An, the corners of his lips lifted into a slight smile.
"Actually, Junior Brother, I set up an Array here while I waited for you. It was meant to both restrain me, in case I proved to be a threat, and to help you, should you need it."
As soon as the words left his lips, Fu Ming gently raised his hand and beckoned with two fingers.
At that very moment, several figures appeared in a flash above the bonfire, hurtling toward Yang An in a simultaneous attack.
In that instant, a series of whooshes tore through the air within the hundred-meter radius. Countless gray lines materialized from nothing, instantly piercing through the figures and freezing them in mid-air.
The attackers were Wild Forbidden, You Hong’Er, Ji Bu, and Jin Tong!
All of them were familiar faces to Yang An.
Wild Forbidden was wreathed in roaring flames, his face a mask of madness and contortion.
You Hong’Er still had her grotesque form—the torso of a human and the tail of a snake, with a green face and bared fangs.
As for Ji Bu and Jin Tong, suffice it to say, neither was in a normal state.
But all of them had been pierced by innumerable gray lines. They tried to struggle, causing the lines to tremble slightly.
Despite being mere inches from Yang An, they couldn’t break free. They couldn’t even move a finger.
"Fu Ming!!!"
Compared to the others, Wild Forbidden seemed to retain a shred of reason amidst his madness, but his voice was thick with violence.
He seemed desperate to kill Fu Ming, or perhaps Yang An—or more likely, he wanted to kill everyone in sight.
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Fu Ming just gave a light smile, then suddenly clenched his raised hand into a fist.
The next moment, even more gray lines appeared—a dense, countless web of them—piercing through their bodies and rendering them completely immobile.
Drops of gray blood splattered onto the ground, merely staining the ashen earth a deeper shade of gray.
He made no further move. Fu Ming had no intention of killing them, only of controlling and stopping them.
Against this, Wild Forbidden and the others were utterly helpless.
Just then, a commotion could be heard in the distance.