Gazing at the familiar Ancient Corridor, Zui Wuya was filled with emotion, setting aside all other matters for the moment. He had already steeled himself for the possibility of being tricked by his junior brother.
Outwardly calm, he had secretly made thorough preparations, gathering various sacred treasures for the journey. With his hands clasped behind his back, his expression was stern and unyielding. Even dressed in plain cloth robes, the aura of a peerless expert radiated from him.
Just before stepping into the corridor, Zui Wuya solemnly sent a mental message as a warning.
"Junior Brother, this journey is fraught with peril. We must not let our guard down. Several old friends have lent me their finest treasures, including top-tier sacred artifacts like the Flowing Fire Cloud and the Qianqing Bracelet."
"Let’s each take a few for protection, just to be safe. As for that young man, he likely won’t be able to wield these sacred artifacts effectively, so there’s no need to give him any!"
Those old foxes…
Just a couple of days ago, they had all refused outright, yet in secret, they had still lent out their life-bound sacred treasures, sparing no expense to ensure the safety of their sworn brothers.
Such camaraderie needed no words.
Wei Donghai listened with visible emotion in his eyes, sending a reassuring mental message in return.
"Senior Brother! Don’t worry. There won’t be any danger on this trip to the Ancient Corridor. Trust me!"
After sending the message, Wei Donghai turned his gaze to the starry path ahead, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. His expression was resolute, brimming with confidence.
Zui Wuya watched with growing confusion, baffled by his junior brother’s blind optimism.
But since things had come to this, he said no more. His body and mind tensed, his treasures at the ready, prepared for a life-and-death struggle.
Just as he was about to step forward with grim determination—
Wei Donghai moved first, smiling respectfully and bowing slightly.
"Brother Yi, after you!"
Hmm?
Zui Wuya’s brows furrowed, his eyes widening slightly.
Upon closer inspection, Wei Donghai’s face was full of deference, while Yi Feng strode ahead with relaxed ease, stepping toward the entrance as if taking a leisurely stroll.
The two chatted and laughed, completely at ease.
Their demeanor made it seem like they were on a spring outing!
The more Zui Wuya watched, the more perplexed he became, a flicker of frustration rising in his eyes.
They were bringing along a burden—someone with a bit of talent, sure, but even if his junior brother intended to take him as a disciple, was such excessive courtesy really necessary?
This didn’t feel like a master-disciple relationship at all—it was practically like treating him as an equal!
Silently trailing behind, Zui Wuya observed the two chatting merrily, with Wei Donghai even showing signs of deference, frequently bowing and laughing obsequiously…
Something was off.
Zui Wuya rubbed his eyes in disbelief, sensing something unusual in the air.
Others might not know, but he understood his junior brother’s temperament all too well.
Wei Donghai was outwardly mild-mannered and steady, but deep down, he was as stubborn as a mule—the exact opposite of Zui Wuya’s own tough exterior and soft interior!
A man like him would never show such courtesy to a junior without good reason.
Now that they had just entered the Ancient Corridor, where the dangers were still minimal, Zui Wuya’s irritation was overtaken by curiosity. Unable to hold back, he sent another mental message.
"Junior Brother, something’s not right here!"
"Why are you being so polite—no, almost reverent—toward this junior?"
After sending the message, Zui Wuya stared intently, hoping to uncover some hidden truth.
But Wei Donghai never responded, wholly focused on accompanying Yi Feng forward, his face beaming as if nothing else mattered.
The way he acted, it was like he had stumbled upon some priceless treasure.
Zui Wuya was completely baffled. Deciding to let it go for now, he turned his attention elsewhere.
Perhaps Yi Feng possessed extraordinary talent, enough to make his junior brother value him so highly—and even that old fox Fu Nantian seemed to treat him like a treasure.
With that thought, Zui Wuya dismissed his doubts.
By now, they had traversed most of the path and were about to enter the deepest reaches of the Ancient Corridor!
The sea of stars shone like daylight, chaotic currents surging like tides!
Memories of past horrors resurfaced—the greatest dangers lay ahead. Zui Wuya’s expression turned grave as he gripped his sacred axe tightly, the Flowing Fire Cloud tied around his waist and the Qianqing Bracelet secured on his wrist.
Countless other sacred artifacts from his friends were at the ready, his stance that of a man facing a formidable enemy.
Whether it was his junior brother or this young man, he would protect them both!
The trio stepped onto the starry corridor.
The path beneath their feet grew more solid, the surroundings illuminated by starlight as bright as noon.
Zui Wuya’s expression was solemn, his focus razor-sharp.
His divine sense expanded to its limits, scanning the area.
Every sacred artifact was primed, his sacred axe held firmly in hand—he was prepared for a fight to the death.
This place beneath their feet, known as the Path of Daylight, was the deepest part of the Ancient Corridor.
Even he dared not let his guard down for a second.
The world only knew that the minimum requirement to enter the Ancient Corridor was the cultivation of a Saint—but that was merely the baseline for entry. If one ventured into its hidden depths, or as far as they had now…
An ordinary Saint would face certain death!
In this moment of extreme tension, Zui Wuya remained vigilant, his senses attuned to every movement around them—while also discreetly observing his junior brother and the young man.
But what he saw next—
"Brother Yi, this is the Path of Daylight—a place of fearsome reputation!"
"Really? It doesn’t seem that dangerous to me."
"Ah, no, no! It’s not dangerous at all! Just baseless rumors spread by the world!"
"Exactly what I thought. I don’t sense any danger at all—must be those exaggerated tales. You really can’t trust hearsay."
"Right, right! Never trust hearsay!"
…
The two fools continued chatting and laughing as if they were on a casual outing!
Zui Wuya’s face darkened, nearly cursing out loud!
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