Chapter 7 - Wraith Array (1/2)

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Four hours later, they found them before a fog wreathed forest.

Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed each time they roamed over the trees swallowed by the mist.

“This is Misty Forest, covered in fog year round. Any who enters will find it hard to come out.” Luo Yunchang hesitated, “We might lose them there, but we might also get lost for all eternity.”

Zhuo Fan didn’t pay her much heed, inspecting the area, especially the mountain in the east, which was surrounded by clouds.

“Is that Blackwind Mountain?”

Luo Yunchang nodded, “My dad said Blackwind Mountain’s Mountain Lord has great power, no less than his. Our clans have been fine for decades yet, for some reason, their bandits attacked out manor.”

“He-he-he, good place!” Zhuo Fan rubbed his chin, showing heartfelt admiration.

“Azure Dragon in the East, White Tiger in the West, Vermilion Bird in the South, Black Tortoise in the North, and Qilin’s horn in the center, breaking the sky!

“This is a natural array!” Zhuo Fan mumbled, “Such a pity, no one knowledgeable discovered it. Now that I’m here, I’ll make this place my second Devil Mountain!”

Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed with joy.

He was clear of this mountain’s value. If this was Sacred Domain, only a Saint could grab hold of such a place.

“Young miss, want to kill Steward Sun and the rest here?” Zhuo Fan turned his head.

Luo Yunchang was startled.

They only numbered three while a strong party was hunting them down and they had hardly enough time to escape. Just how were they going to destroy them?

Luo Yunhai snorted and smiled wryly at Zhuo Fan, “Stinky slave, stop bragging!”

“Is your butt itchy again?”

Zhuo Fan’s glare stuck Luo Yunhai’s words in his throat. That round of slapping to his rear told him this servant couldn’t care less for this young master.

“Humph, a wise man knows when to retreat. Once I get home, I’ll see how tough you are!” He mumbled on his sister’s shoulder.

With her brother in her arms and to avoid the vile servant’s wrath, Luo Yunchang asked in doubt, “How?”

With a light smile, Zhuo Fan extended his arm, “Young miss, how many spirit stones do you have? Please give them all to me.”

“What do you need them for?” Luo Yunchang watched him with a vigilant eye.

“Ha-ha-ha, young miss misunderstands, I’m not trying to take advantage of a declined clan and turn into an evil servant that robs it. All my actions are for your safety.”

“Humph, still consider yourself a loyal servant? The way I see it, there’s not a viler servant out there who can outmatch you.”

Luo Yunchang rubbed her pitiful brother’s butt, as she thought that, but still gave him her ring, “This is all my wealth. If you dare lie to me, I will never forgive you.”

Zhuo Fan took it with a smile and sank in the mist.