"Escape?" The two grey robed men were exasperated. How are they supposed to escape when they are surrounded by ghosts!?!
The bamboo hat man reassured them with a gentle smile, "Don't panic."
The two grey robed men, "..." Yes, they surely won't panic because some random stranger told them not to!
The bamboo hat man clearly saw that they still didn't trust him. A helpless sigh fell on his lips, and he turned to the remaining of his group, "Let's go?"
They nodded back.
Only the two grey robed cultivators remained confused.
"GET THEM!!!" The ghost soldiers howled. They rushed and clambered towards the cultivators, each holding their weapon of choice, trying to capture the targets' heads-
The clamour of ghosts were wild and untamed.
Suddenly, a flash of red had darted before their faces. A tall man, dressed in extravagant crimson red robes, with his long black hair laying on his back, and a strand of it tied into a braid, connected with a red pearl. A black eyepatch covered this handsome man's left eye.
The ghosts hesitated.
They could sense that this man was definitely a ghost. However, the power he radiated was completely off the charts!
"CHARGE!" The ghost soldiers ignored all the danger signs, and continued charging forwards.
Suddenly, the red-robed tall man glared.
In an instant, a glare of light had blinded everyone present. The silver light illuminated the dark and drowsy Ghost Nation, like a shooting star running across the skies. There was the clear sound of butterflies flapping their wings, gently washing the breeze ashore.
When the ghost soldiers opened their eyes, they found themselves surrounded with silver butterflies!
"What are these-"
All of a sudden, the ghost soldiers realized something was amiss. The trespassers were gone! The six mysterious cultivators and the two grey robed men... they all disappeared!
"DAMMNIT!" The ghost soldiers swore angrily.
It was a diversion!
"Everyone, go check the streets and shops of Ghost Nation thoroughly! We must find those trespassers at all costs!" The ghost soldiers hurriedly raced inside their kingdom, leaving only two soldiers to guard the gates.
Meanwhile, two grey robed cultivators had panted.
They leaned against the brick wall, having successfully infiltrated in Ghost Nation. "That was..." They looked at one another, then turned to look at their saviours. "Thank you, benefactors!" They hurriedly clasped their hands, giving their thanks.
Their benefactor—the six mysterious cultivators—merely waved a hand.
"It was nothing." The man with the fan had said.
The grey robed cultivator bowed, "I never thought that the Yiling Patriarch, HanGuang-Jun and their friends would come to rescue us."
The six mysterious cultivators, "..." Their identities were exposed already?!?
"H-How'd you know us?" Wei Wuxian was baffled.
The two grey robed men looked at each other. Then, they bowed, "Let us introduce ourselves. We are disciples from the Qinghe Nie Clan."
It was then Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan understood.
"Clan Leader Nie sent us here to... well, probably for the same reason as benefactors came out here for." The disciples explained. "It's about the auction house. We heard that there would be many ancient artifacts to be pawned. Clan Leader Nie instructed us to participate in the bidding."
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[MXTX] Three Times the Love
FanficOne day, three worlds clashed into one. Wei Wuxian didn't understand why a sudden earthquake interrupted he and his lover's time together, why he'd exchange eye contact with an obsessive couple, nor why he'd find a gorgeous stranger weeping over a...