Upon hearing Ren Guhong agree.
Wu Manyue stomped her feet anxiously, “Brother Ren, you can’t let him go!”
“Otherwise, you’ll regret it!”
If only she’d known things would evolve to include Jiang Fan.
She might as well not have hidden the key.
And just opened the area with Ren Guhong directly.
Now great, her plan to monopolize the treasure failed, and she even brought this wolf Jiang Fan in.
Ren Guhong rebuked Wu Manyue, “Junior Sister Wu!”
“A Senior Sister should act as a Senior Sister does.”
“If you aren’t even willing to share a single benefit with your juniors, how will you ever win hearts?”
He then patted Jiang Fan’s shoulder, saying:
“Just ignore her.”
“The key was discovered by me; it’s my decision who joins.”
Jiang Fan cupped his fists gratefully, “Brother Ren, your magnanimity is truly admirable.”
Ren Guhong chuckled, “Come, follow me to the Eighth Layer!”
Jiang Fan nodded.
Before leaving, he raised his finger and used spiritual energy to carve words on a large black stone.
Leaving a message for Liu Qingxian and the others about where they were heading.
To avoid them panicking and blindly searching later.
Wu Manyue stomped her feet again and clenched her teeth in secret, “Ren Guhong!”
“You just wait and see—you’ll regret this!”
Reluctantly, she followed behind.
Under the lead of the two.
Jiang Fan arrived at the Eighth Layer.
No sooner had he entered than Jiang Fan felt the faint Yin Qi lingering in the air.
Though not as concentrated or harmful as that of Yin Corpses, its smell was still rather unpleasant.
“Junior Brother Jiang, you’ll need to be extra cautious here in the Eighth Layer.”
“Occasionally, sinister things may appear.”
“Did the senior in charge above give you any warnings?”
Ren Guhong fanned the murky air before him, frowning as he spoke.
Jiang Fan’s expression turned peculiar, “We male disciples were warned to abstain from lust.”
Ren Guhong nodded approvingly, “That’s right.”
“Remember—you absolutely must abstain from lust.”
“Absolutely.”
Uh—
Jiang Fan was puzzled.
Why abstain from lust?
At that moment.
Ren Guhong pulled out two talismans, keeping one for himself and handing the other to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan took it and was about to ask its purpose.
Ren Guhong wordlessly pressed the talisman to his chest.
Instantly.
He disappeared into thin air.
Soon, his voice came from seemingly nearby.
“This is a Low Grade Dustless Talisman.”
“Anyone below Nascent Soul won’t be able to detect us.”
“There are quite a few disciples active in the Eighth Layer.”
“If they discover our trail, they’ll surely follow us.”
Jiang Fan smiled knowingly.
Invisibility—he was quite familiar.