Chapter 1363 - 1363: Not of Our Kind, Their Hearts Must Be Different

An Eighth Tribulation Overlord might evoke awe if placed before others.

For it is the most formidable power under the legendary Ninth Tribulation.

Yet in Lin Mu's eyes, it was nothing remarkable.

He paid no heed to whoever posed the question, and casually said, "The second choice is to wait here, wait until I finish my cultivation and then leave together with you."

The Ten Thousand Clans people erupted into a clamor once more.

Waiting here was even more terrifying than the previous choice.

For the fall of the Ghost Fox Lord would surely alarm entities of Ghost King level.

Even if the Ghost King doesn't appear personally, sending another Overlord over would spell trouble for them.

The young leader frowned, "Lord Lin, can't you return to the Myriad Realms Battlefield or the Heavenly Realm to cultivate? Why choose such a dangerous place for cultivation? It's dangerous for both you and us."

Feng Zhan glared at the youth but said nothing due to past disparities in strength and status.

Feng Liu, unburdened by such concerns, directly rebuked coldly, "Hui Liuguang, are you trying to instruct Lord Lin?"

As these words fell, the atmosphere on-site instantly turned delicate.

The People of the Wind Clan stood almost unwaveringly on Lin Wudi's side, glaring angrily at the Ten Thousand Clans people led by Hui Liuguang.

Yet the Ten Thousand Clans people felt Hui Liuguang spoke rightly.

Lin Wudi, having rescued them, should assume the corresponding responsibility.

The previous two choices were perilous, practically forcing them onto a dead-end.

What Lin Wudi should do was take them out of the Ghost Realm immediately, not cultivate in this ghostly locale.

Some merely contemplated in silence, yet others already voiced their thoughts.

Though whispered, the site consisted of people with Divine Sense of Tribulation Transcenders, naturally hearing everything clearly.

Feng Zhan looked angrily at those muttering individuals.

He regretted his actions, realizing he should not have acted so rashly to save these people.

This bunch, just as shameless as the People of the Ling Clan and Thunder Tribe people.

Facing Hui Liuguang's inquiry, Lin Mu smiled and said, "If you feel that you're being implicated by me, I can arrange for you to be sent back to the Slave Camp..."

Hui Liuguang's pupils shrank abruptly, eyes flashing with surprise.

He hadn't expected Lin Wudi to say such a thing.

By his reasoning, Lin Wudi, who didn't hesitate to wait for Wind Clan people in the Tower of Myriad Realms for days, should be someone of affection and loyalty, he couldn't fathom such coldness.

Feng Xun glared fiercely at Hui Liuguang, as if seeing him as a villain.

Yet inwardly reproached, these Ten Thousand Clans people are indeed shameless.

If they knew the fate of the People of the Ling Clan, Thunder Clan, Three-Fire Clan, Heavenly Ink Clan, they wouldn't dare speak to Mr. Lin this way.

"Lord Lin, isn't this against morality?"

"Indeed, rescuing us only to send us back, what's the meaning of that?"

"We demand nothing else, just for Lord Lin to escort us off the Ghost Realm's territory within the Myriad Realms Battlefield."

"Upon success, we shall offer gratitude!"

Lin Mu's words seemed to ignite the anger of the Ten Thousand Clans people, their tone shifting to rebellion.

In their speech, they treated Lin Wudi as a mere bodyguard.

They seemed to forget.

If not for Lin Wudi arranging Feng Zhan to lead them from the Slave Camp, they might have already perished at the hands of Leng Sha Lord.

Leng Sha Lord would absolutely kill witnesses to invade the Ghost Fox Territory, leaving no survivors.

"Outrageous! How dare you speak to Mr. Lin this way!"

Feng Zhan unleashed his aura, suppressing the Ten Thousand Clans people.

The Ten Thousand Clans people were numerous but their cultivation was sealed, unable to resist Feng Zhan's aura, many found their bones creaking under pressure.

Yet Feng Zhan's actions didn't dampen their spirits, instead fueling their rebellious psychology.

Half a month ago, like them, the People of the Wind Clan were Ghost Realm slaves, waiting for slaughter in disgrace.

But now, the People of the Wind Clan had a privilege, restoring their cultivation, only to turn against them, which upset many proud Ten Thousand Clans people.

"Feng Zhan, we are all Ten Thousand Clans people, we should share common enemy. Go kill the Ghost Generals, not us."

"Indeed, bullying us proves nothing!"

"Feng Zhan, have you forgotten when your Wind Clan fell, we extended help..."

"Feng Zhan..."

Momentarily, Feng Zhan seemed a villain condemned by everyone.

Chastised as if he were the ignoble betrayer usurping gratitude.

Hui Liuguang waved his hand, and the clamor of the Ten Thousand Clans immediately reduced, evident he held high status amid the Ten Thousand Clans slaves.

He bowed respectfully towards Lin Mu, saying, "Lord Lin, we did not mean to compel you, but feel remaining in the Ghost Realm is excessively dangerous, my proposal considers everyone's sake."

There immediately arose those who concurred.

"Hui Liuguang Overlord speaks rightly, it's perilous with the Ghost Fox Lord slain."

"Back in the Slave Camp, Hui Liuguang Overlord was savvy against Gui Zhan, wise and gifted, rightly listening to him..."

"Lord Lin, remaining in the Ghost Realm is certain death, hope you understand everyone's thoughts..."

"Lord Lin, we simply do not wish to see you make mistakes driven by ignorance about the Ghost Realm's menace, hope you comprehend..."

"Ours is goodwill..."

These Ten Thousand Clans slaves, perhaps trapped in the Ghost Realm too long, having a chance to leave, became reckless, unrestrained.

Their utterances, actions, bordered on insubordination, seemingly unaware.

Even Hui Liuguang maintained a dignified demeanor as if earnestly concerned for Lin Wudi.

Lin Mu's gaze steadily grew colder.

From them, a truth became apparent.

When someone is imprisoned for too long, ten thousand years, a million years, personality inevitably changes, no longer the wise Tribulation Transcenders of old.

These people, no different from ignorant commoners.

"Ku Hai, I leave these people to your handling."

Upon deciding to change cultivation methods, each moment became extremely precious; Lin Mu had no time to bicker with fools.

After saying this, he directly took flight.

Hearing these words, the Ten Thousand Clans were stunned, then looked in disbelief at Ku Hai, already grinning wide.

For Lin Wudi, a member of the human race, was leaving them to be handled by a Ghost Realm Ghost General?

"Lord Lin, those of alien races, their hearts must differ, you can't do this..."

Hui Liuguang, too, hadn't expected Lin Wudi to act thus, growing anxious, no longer the confident, all-in-control image from before.

"Alien races?"

Lin Mu chuckled lightly, saying, "I am a Heavenly Realm human, you a Realm of Flowing Light human, strictly speaking, we are not of the same race..."

Hui Liuguang was momentarily speechless.

Indeed, though humans from the Realm of Flowing Light resemble those of the Heavenly Realm outwardly, their bodies differ significantly.

The Wind Clan, naturally adept at wind Dao Methods, their constitution modified to better suit wind spiritual energy.

Similarly for those from the Realm of Flowing Light.

Their bodies modified to better suit Realm of Flowing Light Dao Arts.

From this perspective, they truly are of different races.

"Hehehe..."

Ku Hai grimaced as he looked at the clueless Ten Thousand Clans slaves.