Unlike the situation with Liu Buli, Lu Wuming and Shen Muzhi were filled with extreme complexity as they watched him leave with You Siqi.
Everything they were doing now had been planned before they entered the ghost city. Although they had strongly objected at the time, Liu Buli had reasoned with them, presenting facts and logic until they could find no grounds for refutation. Thus, despite their dissatisfaction, they had no choice but to agree.
However, even as they agreed, Lu Wuming’s gaze followed Liu Buli as he departed. Shen Muzhi, who was beside him dealing with the miscellaneous matters, took a few deep breaths and comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, the two of them will be fine."
Lu Wuming could somewhat understand such words coming from others. But hearing Shen Muzhi say it, Lu Wuming immediately turned to look into his eyes, his face contorted with worry, and asked, "Isn't your lover just an ordinary person with very little spiritual power? My master is taking that ordinary person to meet the Ghost King. Aren't you worried at all?"
Shen Muzhi shook his head.
From his expression, it was clear that he didn't seem overly concerned.
Lu Wuming was immediately perplexed.
Even though he had forgotten things about these two, from their previous interactions, he could tell that this man named Shen Muzhi truly loved his partner.
But if he loved his partner, how could he not be worried when his partner was undertaking such a dangerous task?
Let alone an ordinary person with such weak spiritual power.
Even if Liu Buli's strength was comparable to his own, he would still worry about Liu Buli's risks. But Shen Muzhi's situation was...
As Lu Wuming pondered these thoughts, a furious thunderclap suddenly echoed through the sky. The heavenly lightning struck so unexpectedly that it made Lu Wuming and the others pause, and it also startled the surrounding ghost tribes.
Watching the lightning strike one after another, when the ninth bolt descended, amidst a flash of white light, Lu Wuming felt a violent headache.
The place where the heavenly lightning struck was actually quite far from him.
He judged carefully; it was approximately in the direction of the Ghost King's palace.
He certainly didn't think his master had been struck by lightning.
So, this splitting headache situation was...
After enduring the momentary pain, and as the chaotic memories were pieced back together, Lu Wuming suddenly understood what had happened.
Stabilizing himself, he looked back at Shen Muzhi beside him. What he said sounded almost unbelievable to himself, but it was the best answer he could think of at the moment—
"Chu Yi was struck dead by lightning..."
"Chu Yi? You mean that ghost who altered your memories, the one you mentioned before?" Shen Muzhi's mind was still sharp, especially at a time like this; his reaction speed was quite fast.
Seeing Lu Wuming nod in confirmation, Shen Muzhi asked with surprise and joy, "So, the person casting the spell is dead now. Have your memories also been restored?"
This time, Lu Wuming did not answer his question directly.
It seemed his already not-so-sharp mind had become even worse due to this situation. He remained stunned for a while, then gently nodded. When he looked back at Shen Muzhi, there was a hint of obvious confusion in his eyes. He asked, "Did You Siqi do something again?"
Lu Wuming was indeed not very intelligent.
But even if he wasn't smart, he knew that his master wouldn't be the one to summon the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning.
And now that his lost or jumbled memories had been restored, it was precisely because of this that Lu Wuming remembered You Siqi's strange identity, making him even more certain that this lightning strike incident was definitely something You Siqi had orchestrated.
The truth was indeed as he had guessed.
Shen Muzhi grinned, a hint of pride appearing on his face. He said, "The Heavenly Dao is helping him. He told me a couple of days ago that in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, he is the Creator God. The Heavenly Dao will not allow the Creator God to die, so if someone truly tries to take his life, the Heavenly Dao will definitely intervene to help. It's just that this hasn't been tested, so we don't know if it's effective. Now it seems they've successfully tested it; the Heavenly Dao values him quite highly."
Listening to this explanation, Lu Wuming fell silent again.
Then he nodded in agreement.
He also felt that Shen Muzhi was right.
To summon the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning specifically to protect someone, the Heavenly Dao had shown considerable filial piety.
However, for Lu Wuming, such an event was merely a small favor. Because based on the Heavenly Dao's previous conversation with Liu Buli, even with his own intellect, he could figure out that while the Heavenly Dao could help them kill Chu Yi, it would absolutely not help them kill the Ghost King.
Therefore, the task still had to be completed by themselves. Lu Wuming frowned, hesitating, "The Ghost King is not easy to deal with at all. I'm afraid my master can't handle him alone. How about you and Shi San deal with these ghost tribes here, and I'll go take a look..."
Lu Wuming's words were cut short as his expression suddenly turned serious.
He took a sudden step back, dodging a gust of wind that nearly sliced his face. Looking up, he saw that at some point, a tall figure in white had appeared among the mob of ghost tribes.
The person wore a pure white mask, making it impossible to see the expression beneath. However, judging by his build, he was undoubtedly a man.
The eyes beneath the mask stared fixedly in Lu Wuming's direction. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Young Master, you won't be able to go anywhere now. His Majesty has ordered me to defeat you until you are unable to resist, and then bring you back to his side. If you can give up resisting, I can show some consideration and let you die more comfortably."