My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 305: Just the Two of Us

The mighty warrior had already run a long distance and was still ten miles away from the Ghost City.

In the basket on his back, Cheng Mingyue and Li Rui sat side by side, as she explained the current situation.

"There’s a group of Witch Crow demon race at the Ghost City’s outpost, they’re quite strong. They’ve earned the reputation of respect. Brother Kong says, try to reach admiration, so they can be used by us."

"But I can’t push forward now. They dwell on the edge of the Ghost City and have always wanted to drive out the undead inside. I estimate that without passing through, admiration can’t be reached."

Li Rui said, "That’s just right. We can pillage the Ghost City and strengthen our combat power in the process."

The two humans and the demon continued their journey, soon reaching the outskirts of the Witch Crow tribe.

"Sister Yue, come quickly, what’s that? Is it their custom?"

Li Rui had been observing the surroundings from the shoulder of the mighty warrior, but from afar, he noticed something unusual in the camp, "There are red flags and red cloth, it looks like a wedding."

Cheng Mingyue jumped to the other shoulder, frowned, and said, "No, the Witch Crow tribe reveres red and the dead. They only do that when someone has died."

Li Rui gasped, "Could it be that a leader has died?"

If the tribe’s leader changes, the goodwill might change too. If unlucky, the previous efforts might be in vain.

Cheng Mingyue remained silent. She had the same concern, mainly because, as someone who fears trouble, she found it tedious to regain goodwill.

The good news was that when they approached the Witch Crow tribe, the guards were wary of the imposing mighty warrior, but upon seeing Cheng Mingyue, they still maintained their respectful demeanor.

"Please, come in, warriors, the priest is waiting for you."

’Warrior’ is a special title used by this tribe, only bestowed upon guests they respect, while the priest is the leader.

Li Rui sneakily observed these Witch Crow tribe members. Their height was similar to the Human Race, with black feathers on their bodies, and their legs were strong and powerful. Indeed, their aura was stronger than most of the demon races in the Divine Wood forest, likely similar to the elite of the Yangli Race.

They wore strange clothes made of colorful feathers, which looked very eye-catching.

Connecting this to their veneration for the dead, Li Rui thought those feathers might have been taken from dead demons.

Due to his striking appearance, and because the tribe’s brick and tile buildings were too small for him to enter, the mighty warrior stayed to rest by the forest at the entrance. Cheng Mingyue arranged to send him some food and water.

Though the level of respect didn’t compel these demons to serve loyally, showing them some warm hospitality was still easy.

The two were guided by the guards to a three-story stone building in the center of the tribe.

"Two warriors, please, the priest is inside."

Li Rui, by association, was also considered a "warrior" of the Witch Crow Tribe.

The stone building had a rugged exterior, but its interior resembled a medieval castle, with the priest waiting in the hall.

This Witch Crow tribe leader was named Wu Huan, holding something resembling a monk’s staff, and adorned in colorful feathers that were more substantial and vibrant than those of other demons.

He warmly greeted the two, then led them upstairs to a more private room on the second floor where there were several demons not from the Witch Crow tribe.

Li Rui exchanged a look: What’s the situation here?

Cheng Mingyue shook her head: I don’t know either.

Wu Huan said, "Please allow me to introduce."

He spoke a language different from the one in the Divine Wood forest, which Li Rui couldn’t understand. However, because the Dragon Country extraordinaries here had already completed the language task, sharing it allowed him to master this skill as well.

In contrast, his own language, Monkey Speak, couldn’t be shared with others.

"These three are the priests of the Wu Tuo, Witch Pheasant, and Wuli races. These two warriors are honored guests from afar."

Clearly, Wu Huan had briefed the other three leaders about the Dragon Country extraordinaries.

Cheng Mingyue raised an eyebrow. She knew that by progressing further along the outskirts of the Ghost City, she would encounter these tribes, but due to the long journey, there hadn’t been a chance to make contact. It was unexpected to meet them now.

Li Rui kept a straight face, checking the newly appeared relationship statuses. Apart from the Witch Crow tribe being respectful, the others were indifferent, so he could roughly guess the reason.

"Priest, what has happened today? I see red cloths hung everywhere outside." Cheng Mingyue, being familiar with Wu Huan, took the initiative to ask.

"Ah, warriors, you may not know, but the Yin Spirits from the Ghost City suddenly crossed over. The Witch Loach tribe by the Tan River resisted to their last breath. But because it was sudden, they were ultimately overpowered, leading to their tribe’s destruction." Wu Huan sighed.

The other three leaders snorted coldly, appearing very displeased.

The atmosphere turned a bit tense. Wu Huan awkwardly laughed, "Fellow leaders, how about we each rally our elite and join the warriors to attack the Ghost City, and permanently resolve this scourge?"

Li Rui and Cheng Mingyue exchanged a glance, sensing something amiss, but remained silent as they received the task.

[Calamity of the Ghost City.]

[Task Objective: Resolve the issue of Shadow Soldier invasions from the Ghost City.]

[Task Reward: Admiration from the Witch Crow tribe, with potential goodwill increases from surrounding tribes.]

On the Secret Realm battlefield, tasks usually didn’t provide direct rewards. All spoils were primarily found through self-discovery and tips from locals.

But from the process, Cheng Mingyue’s groundwork was well done. The emergence of admiration from the Witch Crow tribe indicated a steady improvement.

In contrast, Li Rui’s method of quickly overpowering and intimidating others wasn’t the right path, so he wouldn’t receive such task prompts.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Li Rui said, "Good idea. The two of us are willing to go and resolve the Ghost City issue for you all."

But the Witch Pheasant tribe leader said, "Such a righteous guest, but I think if it weren’t for your frequent stalking around the Ghost City, there wouldn’t be any Shadow Soldier crossings."

Cheng Mingyue was displeased, saying, "I wasn’t discovered by those Yin Spirits."

"That’s not certain," the pheasant said with a sarcastic tone.

Li Rui slammed the table with a loud clap, "Stop the nonsense. If you want to send people, then hurry and join us. If you’re scared, stay at home."

He glared, his intimidating presence heightened by his innate fierce aura.

The other leaders were indeed intimidated, speechless for a moment. Wu Huan was even more awkward, "Harmony is most precious, harmony is most precious."

The three other tribes were unwilling to compromise yet didn’t want to back down, so the final decision was for them to lead their troops from the east entrance of the Ghost City.

"You take your people from the south gate, hmph."

The three leaders left.

Wu Huan, good-natured, laughed awkwardly, "Please don’t mind them. The Witch Pheasant tribe and the destroyed Witch Loach tribe were generational allies, so it’s inevitable emotions would be poor."

Li Rui thought, if that’s the case, it’s understandable. Although we were wrongly accused, at least they didn’t act out.

Cheng Mingyue said, "No worries, we’ll enter from the south gate of the Ghost City."

Wu Huan sighed in relief, nodding repeatedly, "Very well, when do you two plan to depart, and how many will be with you?"

"Right now, it’s just the two of us."