Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles!

Chapter 1309 The More He Persuaded, the Less He Listened

Lilly fixed her gaze on the youngster. He had an unremarkable face; she certainly didn't know him, but

she had a feeling he was someone she knew.

Suddenly, the young man looked up, but with only a glimpse, he averted his sight.

Lilly was perplexed.

After a while, the youngster arrived at the teahouses as well but sat outside in the lobby and ordered an

Icemount Fish soup pot.

The youngster ate his dinner slowly without once again looking up at his surroundings when the dishes

were soon served.

Still wanted to fool her? She already recognized him!

Crawford Ancestor inquired once more, "Lilly, do you know him?"

"I didn't know him before, but now I recognize him," Lilly added.

Cloud looked at it, slightly puzzled; he didn't recognize him.

Who's that guy?

Lilly's lips twisted slightly, she lowered her voice, and she cryptically uttered, "I won't tell you!"

She was unsure of his motivation for dressing in this manner, but there must have been one.

This illusion spell is so powerful that she almost didn't recognize it at first.

Don't worry, I'll go all out to help you with your disguise!

Lilly even gave him the look that she didn't recognize him, and her acting talents were so amazing that

even the youngster didn't notice.

Ivan ate quietly, thinking to himself, "She didn't recognize me; the artifact-level camouflage mask is

amazing!"

In addition to hiding his face, this mask may alter his physique and demeanor. Ivan thought that even

the mystery person might not be able to identify him if it weren't for his words and behavior.

Lilly would be startled if he revealed his identity in the future. Ivan couldn't help but chuckle after

thinking about it.

They dined at various tables far from one another. It appeared as though they were strangers.

Crawford Ancestor and Cloud wouldn't have known the two had such a small interaction if they weren't

seated next to Lilly, knowing she had just noticed the youngster.

Crawford Ancestor cast another silent glance at the young man before departing.

Even he was unable to recognize him. It was obvious how effective his disguise was. Was this young

man already superior to the Emperor Realm?

Lilly immediately recognized it; she appeared to be extremely familiar with this young man.

No, I must protect Lilly from him!

Crawford Ancestor instantly grasped Lilly's hand and exited the teahouse.

Ivan has no idea what happened or why they left so soon.

…

There were numerous novice ghost hunters at the base of Mount Everest.

Although Mount Everest was enormous, only a few novice ghosts dared to set foot on it. Most people

could only search for signs of prey along the edge.

Cloud was astounded to discover the "little rabbit" to be the size of a cow.

Did this qualify as a small animal?

A group of novice ghosts suddenly appeared and surrounded the little demonic beast to hunt it.

The "cow" that appeared to be a rabbit—or the "little rabbit" that appeared to be a cow—was not docile

at all; his eyes had turned blood red, and he was on the edge of killing.

A novice ghost was instantly split in half, rolled to the ground, urgently searching for body parts, and

swiftly pulled back to reunite.

The other two novice ghosts were ripped to shreds as soon as they were put together. Demonic beasts

growled and sucked a few parts of ghost body fragments unceremoniously.

The novice ghosts timidly retreated, and the four ghosts attempted to surround the demonic beasts

together. Almost everyone had been hurt to some degree—some had lost their feet, while others had

lost their hands.

Crawford Ancestor said softly, "Do you comprehend anything? Too few cultivated resources are

available. Eating demonic beasts is a crucial strategy for boosting cultivation and providing extra spirit

energy. Novice ghosts need to struggle ferociously for their lives to cultivate."

"When fighting against demonic beasts, those creatures will also fight back. Some of them may even

lay traps to catch novice ghosts.

"If they're lucky, novice ghosts will lose a hand and a leg, and the seriously hurt ones will perish and be

devoured by demon beasts."

Cloud would be able to intuitively sense the challenges of novice ghosts despite such horrible

savagery!

Cloud's expression changed from surprised to contemplative.

"I see," he responded after a moment of thought.

Crawford Ancestor was ecstatic from the bottom of his heart, and Lilly couldn't help but peek over.

That's why there are so many novice, disabled ghosts on Everest," he explained.

Lilly and Crawford Ancestor were both silent.

His focus was strange, and his manner of thinking was tricky.

Was there anything he couldn't say?

He could.

"Crawford Ancestor, if a ghost loses one hand and one foot, can it grow back?" inquired Cloud in a

childlike manner.

Crawford Ancestor said in a stunned tone, "No, are you afraid?"

"Why can't they?" questioned Cloud. "Ghosts aren't real people. They lack a strong physical structure.

It's permissible to break their heads off. How come they can't regenerate if one hand and one foot are

missing?"

"Uncle Cloud, you can break your head off because your head is still there!" Lilly said it with a twitch in

her mouth.

"But the hands and feet are gone after being devoured by demonic beasts; how can they be

regenerated?"

"Although you can't 'die', if your head is swallowed, you can only live a life without a head!" Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

As an example, consider the headless ghost. After a long period, ghosts will be spirited away.

"Emm...why can't you get another one out?" asked Cloud. "Then, can I grow back if I consume the

demonic beasts who devoured my hands and feet?"

Crawford Ancestor couldn't take it any longer. "No! You can't! So, do you understand the harshness of

cultivation? If you make a mistake, you will either become crippled or lose your ghost life. Being a

novice ghost isn't as simple as you believe!"

"I now see that I need to be extra cautious when I capture the ghosts and demonic beasts in the

future," Cloud said and nodded.

Once more, Lilly and Crawford Ancestor were speechless.

What was the problem—that the more they urged, the less Uncle Cloud listened?