I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 2544: Finding a Way out (3)

Chapter 2544: Finding a Way out (3)


Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio


The Dangxia Pa.s.s was the only way to the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, and if they had not used the teleportation portal, they would have been about halfway there.


In front of the cliff, the four-bean combination encountered a group of thirteen white-robed people carrying a spirit mirror about ten feet tall.


“A restricted area ahead. Please stop.”


The white-clothed people did not move.


On the tall and wide spiritual mirror, the proper forms of the four appeared—four peanuts!


The ending was obvious…


After the thirteen white-clothed people were stunned, they rushed forward.


The peanuts died terribly without a complete corpse.


“They have a mirror. If it s.h.i.+nes on us, it will be useless no matter how well we disguise ourselves. Our true colors will be revealed…” Zhu Yike had already finished the entire story.


“The Mirror of Self, a masterpiece of the Daoist Sect,” Aunt Xiang agreed. She recognized this heavenly creation.


“Are there many of them?”


“Not many, but since he’s successfully developed it, he can make it with all his might and place it at all the important pa.s.ses. Spirit Crystals are not a problem for him.”


“d.a.m.n Dao Qiong… Ahem.” Zhu Yike couldn’t even curse his real name. He was so depressed that he threw his teacup and smashed a Spirit Fragment on the table.


“I cut off the connection in time. The four beans self-destructed after returning to their original form. The white-clothed people shouldn’t be able to find me…” Zhu Yike hesitated but said, “I didn’t leave any traces.”


Aunt Xiang was silent for a long time.


“We can’t stay here for long!” Zhu Yike stood up immediately.


He didn’t want to gamble anymore.


The answer was that the ostentatious Elder Tao’s Divine Secret was more potent than his Golden Gate Stealing Technique.


After all, he still didn’t know where he had been exposed. He had done it flawlessly without leaving a single flaw!


Aunt Xiang stood up as well.


Zhu Yike looked in the direction of the room next door. He wiped his throat and said softly, “My suggestion is to kill them.”


Aunt Xiang shook her head and did not say anything.


If the answer were that it was safer to die, she would have given him poison instead of a spatial ring back at Yougui Pavilion.


The Great Path Spiritual Cultivation was necessary.


But how many people were wholeheartedly devoted to the Great Path?


At least, she was not. Their sisterhood had been going on for decades, and they had become family. How could it be so easily broken?


“I feel like I’m being stabbed in the back with them,” Zhu Yike sighed.


Aunt Xiang looked at him quietly. “You can put them down. I’ve said it before. I only need to find one of them and I can appear in front of you at any time.”


Zhu Yike found the Divine Sorcerer disgusting. It made him want to vomit.


“Why?” He asked what he didn’t ask last night.


“I don’t know.” Aunt Xiang shook her head decisively. “If I knew, I would also be a fortune teller.”


Zhu Yike was silent again. “Are you sure there are no traitors among them?” he asked after a long while.


“Just like how you thought that it was flawless, but Elder Dao has also found a flaw…” Aunt Xiang looked into the distance. “I don’t know either.”


“Then you still dare to bring them along!”


“If it doesn’t work, it’s better to tie it up and use it.”


“Heh, you’re too kind! I hope you can tie them up!”


After Zhu Yike sneered, he took out two teacups from the room next door from his sleeve. After the exchange, the two women appeared.


“Aunt Xiang.”


“Aunt Xiang.”


After greeting them individually, the two of them looked at Zhu Yike, who was ready to go. “Where are we going?”


“Let’s go to a safe place first.”


Aunt Xiang also looked over. Where was the safe place?


Zhu Yike said with uncertainty, “Li… Yes, the person inside said that if you’re hesitant, you can go there. If there’s a chance, you can see someone.”


The three women asked in unison, “Who is it?”