1298 Lead the Way
However, that silhouette was like a ghost, vanishing instantly after a glimpse.
A female mystic cultivator cried out as she rubbed her eyes out of reflex, "He's gone."
"Just trying to be mystifying." Qiao Mu shot a silver needle in front of her with a flick.
A faint *ding* could be heard.
The silver needle fell to the ground, as if hitting a wall.
Everyone was shocked. After all, they had clearly seen that the corridor ahead was empty and not that something like a wall was blocking them.
"This is a bit interesting." Eldest Young Sir Qin shook the fan in his hands as he chortled, "You say, could it be that we have truly encountered a ghost."
Qiao Mu cast him a glance and suddenly decided, "You go."
The eldest young sir gazed at her pitifully. "Why am I taking the lead?"
Qiao Mu deadpanned as she praised without meaning it at all, "You're amazing."
Eldest Young Sir Qin blinked and then immediately turned radiant. "Really! You truly think I am very amazing."
"Okay! Then I will go!" Eldest Young Sir Qin walked up smugly, as if he had received a great honor.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. When they turned around, they noticed Crown Prince Mo and Fourth Young Master Duan both revealing looks of disdain and rolling their eyes at the exact same time…
At this time, a cyan-feathered little chick landed on Qiao Mu's shoulder.
Even so, Qiao Mu cast a sidelong glance at Mo Lian, providing a rare explanation. "He'll be our coolie to lead the way."
Duan Yue: …
What to do, the little fellow was getting cuter. She was explaining why she was praising that Eldest Qin earlier.
The eldest young sir, unaware of Qiao Mu's intentions, was still quite giddy. He went up and paced before that formless "wall" several times before abruptly striking that "wall" with mystic energy.
That wall was like soft cotton, absorbing all the force from his strike that it sucked his palm in before rebounding it back fiercely!
Eldest Qin did not strike open the wall, merely tilting his body and using both hands to forcefully rip something open before him.
Consequently, an opening was ripped open in that "wall" with the sound of this tear.
Eldest Qin squinted his eyes and released several bursts of mystic energy, knocking down the three zombies that had abruptly pounced over.
Everyone concentrated fire in a round of attack, bombarding the dozen zombies behind the invisible wall into smithereens.
Subsequently, they advanced forward while treading on zombie bodies.
Qiao Mu bent over to collect the minimal amount of cores with bronze tweezers. Occasionally, she would also get disgusted by the zombies staring at her, and she would have to pat her chest.
Finally, everyone successfully made it out of the corridor. They had seen light streaming in from the outside after a short walk. Speaking of which, this corridor was not considered especially long, and a mere five minutes' walk was basically enough to reach the end.
Eldest Qin stretched out his hand to stop everyone. He then tilted his head and took a sniff. "Do you smell something."
"What can you smell? The stench of decay."
Duan Yue harrumphed. "You couldn't be scared now, could you?"
"I am scared?" Eldest Young Sir Qin couldn't help feeling stifled as he cast him a sidelong glance. "There has yet to be something that scares me, Qin Xuan."
Duan Yue gave him an ironic laugh before subsequently pointing ahead. "Lead the way!"
Eldest Young Sir Qin unwillingly trekked forward. However, just as he was about to exit the corridor, the sounds of two roars travelled over.
He hastily retreated backwards and dodged to the sides of the corridor.
Two robust zombies jumped into the end of the corridor while baring their teeth and brandishing their claws. Their first move was to tear apart the people in front of them with their claws.
