I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Fan Zhiyi sniffed, staring blankly at the porcelain bottle, and asked in his mind, "Bai Bai, what is this?"

"I scanned it; it's some kind of powder."

As if understanding Fan Zhiyi's blank, clueless expression, Gao Xiao said, "It's the most common healing medicine in the cultivation world. Haven't you used it before?"

"Yes, I've used it. Thank you."

Gao Xiao's furrowed brows never relaxed, as if he couldn't stand Fan Zhiyi's foolish appearance. He took a few more steps forward on his own, leaving the two of them behind, and mocked, "I really don't know why you went back to save him. One burden wasn't enough, you also brought along a comatose one."

Gao Da sighed: "Didn't you also say you didn't see him?"

"I..." After a long while, when I didn't come out, Gao Da snorted and turned his face away.

Fan Zhiyi blinked and sneezed several times in a row. This time, Gao Xiao ignored him, but Gao Da stopped and told Fan Zhiyi to take off the outer robe binding Xiaoman and put it on, saying that even if Xiaoman woke up, the two of them could handle it.

With his two outer robes recovered, Fan Zhiyi was finally a little warmer.

His lifeless eyes scanned his surroundings warily. The fog was spreading rapidly, and apart from the corridor whose winding direction was faintly visible, most of the area was shrouded in mist. The unknown made him feel uneasy.

Fan Zhiyi took a deep breath and then exhaled a breath of stale air. He felt that the corridor was exceptionally long. He walked for a long time but did not see any other paths. Was this house really that big?

He asked in his mind, "Bai Bai, what time is it now?"

"It's 7:46, host."

Seven o'clock? Fan Zhiyi stared at the boundless darkness, his lips pressed tightly together. They had walked for so long, and it was still not dawn. The darkness wouldn't dissipate, so combined with the contents of the note, these evil spirits would continue to linger.

This will be a world exclusively for ghosts to revel in.

"Can you still hold on?" the tall man suddenly asked him.

Fan Zhiyi smiled slightly and nodded, indicating that he was fine. Apart from being a little tired, he was alright, except that his wound had started to ache slightly again, but he could still bear it.

“At this crucial moment, if you’re going to hold us back, get out of here,” Gao Xiao said, but then stopped with a serious expression. He turned to the left and jumped down the corridor. “Using the same old trick of being trapped in a maze, nothing new.”

Gao Daxian followed Fan Zhiyi down the corridor, then turned around and grabbed Fan Zhiyi's forearm through his sleeve: "Don't be afraid, walk this way, lift your leg, be careful." Although there was contact, it was distant and polite, just to give Fan Zhiyi a foothold and direction to prevent him from falling or going the wrong way. Once Fan Zhiyi was steady, he immediately let go.

Fan Zhiyi was actually grateful for this. After all, he had just met a stranger and didn't expect him to be very kind to him. Gao Da was already a very kind person, so he could try to develop a relationship with him, as he might be helpful in the future.

"Which way do we go now?" Gao Da asked.

"Anyway, we can't go any further along the corridor." Gao Xiao looked at the sky, which was blocked by the thick fog, and said, "It looks like the sky won't brighten up."

Fan Zhiyi listened silently to their conversation, recalling his previous discussion with Bai Bai, and carefully chose his words before asking, "Was this also done by the Fucha Sect?"

Upon hearing this, both Gao Xiao and Gao Da looked at Fan Zhiyi. Gao Xiao's expression was particularly strange, and he said in an inexplicable tone, "Yes."

Fan Zhiyi didn't know how Gao Xiao could be so sure, but that wasn't the point. Gao Xiao's answer was the starting point for Fan Zhiyi to gather information: "I've heard that the Fucha Sect has committed many evils, leaving nothing but desolation wherever they go. Their... sect leader is even more ruthless and merciless. If this house is really related to them, we're probably doomed here."

Since it's called the Floating Chariot Sect, the person in charge should be called the Sect Leader, right? He's not wrong, is he? Fan Zhiyi muttered to himself.

"No!" Gao Xiao suddenly raised his voice, "He..." He seemed eager to prove something to Fan Zhiyi, but then suddenly remembered something else, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Fan Zhiyi noticed Gao Xiao's clenched fists. This reaction indicated that Fan Zhiyi had guessed the Fucha Sect's style of doing things correctly, and that Gao Xiao seemed to have an unusual understanding of the Fucha Sect.

Regardless, Fan Zhiyi now felt that the Floating Chariot Sect was inextricably linked to the male protagonist. His sixth sense told him that the leader of the Floating Chariot Sect should be the male protagonist. After all, only the male protagonist, who was favored by the author, had the ability to be so arrogant and domineering in the world of this novel.

After finishing the analysis, Fan Zhiyi communicated with Bai Bai in his mind: "Does Gao Xiao know our male lead?"

"Maybe."

"Can you be a little more professional, system? I've seen other systems in novels that are incredibly powerful."

Bai Bai was quite speechless: "If the system could function properly, the danger level of this world wouldn't be so high."

"Oh." Ha, system, excuse, all excuses.

Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but wonder if their system was also divided into levels, and whether Bai Bai had been distracted during training, otherwise how could he be so clueless? His business skills were just too poor.

The fog deepened, eventually obscuring almost everything, from the corridors to the courtyards. Gao Xiao kept a small flame burning between his fingers, using it not only to probe the way but also to verify the words on the note. If he encountered other survivors, he could let them know that there were people here, so they could reunite.

The three of them moved closer and closer together, with Fan Zhiyi in the middle. The rain had stopped, but the air was very humid, making it hard to breathe. Fan Zhiyi sneezed several more times.

The wind brushed against his forehead and wet hair, and Fan Zhiyi felt dizzy and lightheaded.

After walking for a while, Bai Bai reminded him, "Host, it's already five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Mmm." Fan Zhiyi responded weakly, and the system simply assumed he was tired.

“We’ve arrived,” Gao Xiao suddenly said. “According to the location the steward sent, they should be meeting here.” But apart from the three of them, there was no one else alive here.

Gao Xiao and Gao Da obviously knew this as well. Gao Xiao rubbed his fingers together without any surprise, and the flame grew much stronger. Whether it was because of the light or because the released ghosts were not powerful enough and were afraid of Gao Xiao and Gao Da, they did not encounter anything scary along the way.

“The boundary between Yin and Yang. It seems we’ve already reached the other side of this house since we entered it.” Gao Xiao sighed. “Let’s find a place to rest and discuss our strategy. Wandering aimlessly like this isn’t a solution.” He was being discreet, not saying it because Fan Zhiyi was present, but only glancing at Gao Da.