Wang Baole didn't agree to the Yin Servant's suggestion, but he didn't reject it either. After all, he hadn't entered the Harmony Sect yet. It wouldn't be too late to weigh the pros and cons of this matter after he did.
After sending the housekeeper off, the sky outside gradually darkened. Wang Baole sat cross-legged in his room, silently waiting while deep in thought.
"The three great sects that only exist at night …" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and lifted his head to look at the sky outside the window. Dusk was about to pass, and the night seemed to be unwilling to be late. It was approaching with quick steps. Silence became the main theme of Wang Baole's room.
Just like that, as time passed, as the room grew quieter and quieter, as the number of people in the city outside the window decreased, and as the light was completely swallowed up by the darkness that covered the sky … night descended.
Just like yesterday, it was quiet both inside and outside the room.
In this silence, Wang Baole lifted his head and opened his eyes, which had been closed for a long time. He got up and walked to the side of the door.
He didn't push open the window and go out. There was no need.
Perhaps to many people, the night in Listening Desire City was extremely dangerous. However, to Wang Baole, who had come from the wilderness and hunted the strange existences in the space of the Law of Listening Desire, it was no different from walking into his own backyard.
Of course, this was on the premise that he didn't encounter any of those high-level existences. Fortunately … there weren't many such existences in the world that could only be sensed by the Law of Listening Desire, and they rarely appeared.
Therefore, Wang Baole opened the door. Although he heard bursts of laughter the moment he opened the door, his expression didn't change at all. He just casually raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion to the right.
Suddenly, the laughter came to an abrupt end.
"I don't like this kind of laughter. Can I not laugh in the future?" Wang Baole looked at the empty space to his right and then at his hand. There was clearly nothing in his hand, but the vibrations transmitted to his right hand seemed to indicate that there was an existence that was nodding its head frantically.
Wang Baole released his hand in satisfaction. He felt that he wasn't a bloodthirsty person, and at the same time, he wasn't going to let this person go just because he was too small to fill the gaps between his teeth.
"I'm a reasonable person." Wang Baole told himself this in his heart. Then, he walked forward. In this quiet restaurant, he walked out of the door.
As he passed by various rooms, he could sense that all of them were occupied by cultivators. However, without exception, no one dared to open the door. It was almost as if the restaurant had become a taboo, and Wang Baole walked through that taboo. Eventually, he reached the main entrance and stood on the street. He looked around at the emptiness around him, and felt the silence of the night. He could even hear the whimpering of the wind.
The wind was cold and somewhat bone-piercing, as if there were countless cold hands caressing Wang Baole's body. This should have been a charming scene, but at this moment, in this dark and silent background, it seemed strange and sinister.
Wang Baole didn't pay it any mind. Instead, he strengthened the seal on the Law of Appetite, which was stirring restlessly in his body, as if it wanted to explode out and consume everything.
After calming himself down for a moment, Wang Baole took a step forward and walked into the city in the dark. Strange sounds gradually rang in his ears. It was as if more and more gazes were gathered on him in the dark, rushing over from all directions.
As they neared, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, and flipped it. Instantly, a musical note appeared in his hand. The musical note emitted a faint glow, and a faint gurgling sound reverberated in the air.
Because of the glow and the sound, the strange entities that were converging on him seemed to be afraid. They didn't immediately rush forward, but instead lingered in the area, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Wang Baole's expression was the same as ever, but he sneered in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to enter the Harmony Sect and didn't want to expose himself, then all the existences around him would have become his food.
Wang Baole didn't pay attention to the increasing number of voices. He lowered his head and looked at the musical note in his hand. After his divine sense entered it, he had a vague feeling that there was something in the distance calling out to him.
"The Harmony Sect …" Wang Baole seemed to be lost in thought. He moved quickly in the direction of the call, but the strange entities that were converging on him didn't disperse like ghosts. They continued to follow him, and more and more of them followed him.
It was as if Wang Baole had become a torch that attracted the attention of the night.
The musical note in his hand was rapidly dimming. Amidst the dimming, Wang Baole could hear the sound of breathing. It was as if there were countless figures around him blowing at the musical note in his hand. They seemed to see it as a candle flame and wanted to extinguish it.
As the light of the musical note dimmed, the malice increased exponentially. It was as if the strange entities that were converging on him were waiting for the light of the musical note to completely extinguish.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been extremely flustered. However, Wang Baole merely narrowed his eyes. His expression was calm as he continued walking forward. As he walked, he heard the sounds of breathing and footsteps all around him. There seemed to be more of them, and the music note in his hand seemed to have dimmed even more.
This caused a cold glint to appear in Wang Baole's eyes. He weighed the pros and cons in his heart. If this continued, the fact that the musical note was extinguished was a small matter, but the fact that he wouldn't be able to join the Harmony Sect was a big matter.
Therefore, Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and was about to put away the musical notes in his hands when, at that moment, Wang Baole's expression changed slightly. He raised his head and looked into the distance. Soon, he saw four lanterns swaying in the dark as they approached.
As they got closer, four emaciated figures could be seen. They were carrying a red bridal sedan, as well as a jade-white arm stretched out from behind the curtain of the bridal sedan.
The arm swayed back and forth irregularly, as if its owner was in a very good mood. As the bridal sedan approached, Wang Baole heard it humming a tune.
A black night, a desolate city, a red bridal sedan ….
This scene caused a glint to appear in Wang Baole's eyes. As the bridal sedan neared, he heard countless sounds of people retreating. It was as if the existences in the darkness of the night feared the bridal sedan.
Wang Baole also didn't sense any Cultivator's aura from within the red bridal sedan.
"It's not a Cultivator …. And the four people carrying the bridal sedan …. They're not people either." Wang Baole muttered to himself as he stepped aside, allowing the bridal sedan to float past him. The four people carrying the bridal sedan didn't even look at Wang Baole. The person in the bridal sedan did the same. The arm stretched out from behind the curtain continued to sway.
However, as the bridal sedan floated past Wang Baole, the wind stirred up caused the curtain to flutter slightly. Wang Baole turned his head to the side and saw that behind the curtain was an empty seat.
The only thing left was the arm. One end was stretched out, while the other was suspended in the air within the bridal sedan. Drops of purple blood dripped down from it ….
Just as Wang Baole witnessed all of this, the bridal sedan chair … suddenly stopped.
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