The five ghosts were gathered together, their expressions extremely serious.
Big Ghost looked at the silent Third Ghost and asked, “Third Brother, what do you think we should do about this?”
“Yeah, Third Brother, you usually have the most cunning ideas. Think of something now—what should we do?” Second Ghost urged.
Third Ghost remained silent for a moment before speaking. “This mysterious expert who killed the innate fourth-layer master is very strong…”
Before he could finish, Fourth Ghost interrupted, “That’s obvious! Anyone who can kill an innate fourth-layer isn’t weak, is he?”
“Fourth Brother, let Third Brother finish,” Big Ghost glared at Fourth Ghost. This wasn’t the time for bickering.
Fourth Ghost finally shut up.
Third Ghost continued, “This mysterious expert is terrifying. We didn’t even see how he attacked or how he killed that grey-robed old man. He is completely beyond our ability to resist. Against someone like him, we would die without question.”
“Third Brother, can you get to the point? Even an idiot knows that much,” Second Ghost said impatiently.
Third Ghost ignored Second Ghost and went on, “Right now, we have two choices.”
“Two choices? What are they?” Fifth Ghost asked eagerly.
“First, we stick to our original plan…”
Before Third Ghost could finish, Fourth Ghost interrupted again, “Third Brother, are you still asleep? You just said this mysterious expert is unbeatable and we’d die if we faced him. Now you’re talking about continuing the plan?”
“Fourth Brother,” Big Ghost shot him another warning glare.
Fourth Ghost finally quieted.
“If we continue the plan, there is still a chance to get the Fist King Tournament invitation. I don’t believe that mysterious expert will follow Young Master Feng every single moment. No force would assign such a powerful person to guard a young man around the clock. As long as he is not by Young Master Feng’s side, we can easily kill Young Master Feng and take the invitation.”
Third Ghost paused, then continued, “Of course, the key is figuring out whether that mysterious expert is with him or not. But that’s not impossible to solve. We can start with the people around Young Master Feng. If we capture one of them, Big Brother has ways to get the information we need.”
Big Ghost nodded. “That’s true. As long as we catch someone who knows, I can make them talk. But this plan has too low a success rate. The Fist King Tournament is about to begin—we don’t have time to set everything up. If that mysterious expert stays by Young Master Feng’s side the whole time, we have no hope of succeeding.”
“Exactly, Third Brother. The success rate is too low. We might end up losing our lives,” Fifth Ghost quickly added.
“Yeah, Third Brother, I don’t agree with this plan either,” Second Ghost said.
“Second choice: we abandon the original plan. The Fist King Tournament invitation isn’t only in Young Master Feng’s hands. There are still a few days left. With our strength, getting an invitation from someone else won’t be hard,” Third Ghost said.
“Good idea!” Fifth Ghost immediately agreed. “We only want the invitation to enter Dark Prison Island and obtain the heavenly treasures inside. There’s no need to fixate on one tree. If we can’t get Young Master Feng’s invitation, we can take one from someone else.”
“Yeah, Big Brother, this plan is good. We should go with this,” Second Ghost said. Facing an expert who could kill innate fourth-layer masters was too terrifying—he really did not want to take the risk if possible.
“Big Brother,” Fourth Ghost said only two words, but his meaning was clear.
“No, I disagree with this plan,” Big Ghost suddenly shook his head.
“Why, Big Brother?” Second Ghost’s expression changed drastically. If Big Ghost disagreed with this plan, did that mean he wanted to stick with the first one? If so, that would be trouble. Although they were five brothers, when Big Ghost made a decision, they had no power to oppose it and could only follow.
“Yeah, Big Brother, this plan is excellent. The only downside is we won’t get Young Master Feng’s heavenly treasures, but there’s no real loss. Dark Prison Island is full of heavenly treasures—what’s one less?” Fourth Ghost quickly said.
Fifth Ghost remained silent, simply watching Big Ghost quietly. Unlike Second, Third, and Fourth Ghosts, he rarely opposed Big Ghost’s decisions.
“We still have one more choice: trade with Young Master Feng for the Fist King Tournament slots,” Big Ghost said, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
“Trade? Trade for the Fist King Tournament slots?” Second Ghost, Third Ghost, Fourth Ghost, and Fifth Ghost were all stunned, looking at Big Ghost in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
“Yes, trade. As long as we get the Fist King Tournament slots, we can enter Dark Prison Island,” Big Ghost nodded.
“But Big Brother, trading with Young Master Feng is worse than robbing him ourselves,” Second Ghost said.
“I understand Big Brother’s meaning,” Third Ghost said, his eyes flashing with understanding.
“What do you mean?” Second Ghost and the others were still confused.
“It’s simple. Although we cannot rob Young Master Feng’s invitation right now, we can still obtain the heavenly treasures in his hands,” Big Ghost said with a smile.
“What does that have to do with trading?” Fourth Ghost asked.
“Idiot,” Third Ghost glared at Fourth Ghost. “Big Brother means that right now we are no match for the mysterious expert beside Young Master Feng. But once we enter Dark Prison Island, things will be different. Even innate fifth-layer or sixth-layer ancient martial artists will have their strength suppressed below the innate realm after entering Dark Prison Island. At that time, if we suddenly ambush Young Master Feng, no matter how strong that mysterious expert is, he will not be a match for the five of us. Once we kill Young Master Feng, his heavenly treasures will be ours.”
“And if we rob someone else’s invitation, after entering Dark Prison Island, we may not necessarily be near Young Master Feng. Killing him would be much harder, and someone else might beat us to it. We would end up with nothing,” Big Ghost added.
“Good plan. But we five brothers need five slots. We don’t have anything valuable enough to trade with Young Master Feng,” Second Ghost said.
“Yeah, Young Master Feng wants heavenly treasures. Ordinary things probably won’t catch his eye. If we can’t trade for the slots, this plan won’t work,” Fifth Ghost said.
“We have one thing that can trade for five slots from Young Master Feng,” Big Ghost said with a mysterious smile.
“What is it?” Second Ghost, Third Ghost, Fourth Ghost, and Fifth Ghost asked curiously.
“Our combined attack technique,” Big Ghost answered.
“What? No way, Big Brother! The combined attack technique is the foundation of our survival. We cannot trade it to Young Master Feng,” Second Ghost’s expression changed drastically.
“Yeah, Big Brother, how can we trade the combined attack technique? That’s impossible,” Fourth Ghost and Fifth Ghost quickly said.
“Brilliant! Big Brother truly is Big Brother. He actually thought of this method,” Third Ghost said, his eyes gleaming.
“What do you mean?” Second Ghost and the others looked at Big Ghost, then at Third Ghost, full of confusion.
“Big Brother means we first give the combined attack technique to Young Master Feng and get the Fist King Tournament slots from him. Once we enter Dark Prison Island and kill Young Master Feng, the combined attack technique will return to our hands. We are only lending it out for a few days,” Third Ghost explained.
“But what if Young Master Feng learns our combined attack technique?” Fifth Ghost asked worriedly.
“Idiot. Do you think Young Master Feng would hand over such an important technique to others? Even if he gave it to the power behind him, he would not let his subordinates take it back. The only possibility is that he keeps it himself until after the Fist King Tournament. But once we enter Dark Prison Island, we ambush and kill him. The technique returns to us, and no one else will have seen it,” Third Ghost said.
Hearing this, Second Ghost and the others nodded. It made sense. A technique as important as the Five Ghosts of Laoshan’s combined attack would never be casually handed over by Young Master Feng to his subordinates.
“Alright, it’s decided. We prepare to trade for the Fist King Tournament slots. If we’re too late, we won’t get any,” Big Ghost said.
“Good, let’s go.”
“Let’s go.”
Second Ghost and the others stood up and walked outside.
Inside the Great Hero Hall, on the steps.
Seeing the dead grey-robed old man, Nangong Wu asked Li Feng, “Young Master Feng, are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” Li Feng shook his head.
With his innate first-layer divine sense, he could use the Soul Spear three times. Even after scanning the entire Golden Buddha Temple with his divine sense earlier, it had not affected him much.
Hearing Li Feng’s words, Nangong Wu looked at him with admiration. He had killed an innate fourth-layer master, yet Li Feng was completely unharmed, as relaxed as if nothing had happened. In this world, probably only Li Feng could be like this?
Li Feng paid no attention to Nangong Wu. His gaze fell on the grey-robed old man’s corpse. Since the old man was dead, there was no longer any consciousness in his spatial bag. Everything inside had spilled out.
Seeing those items, Li Feng’s eyes lit up.
