"Hehe, Huang Xiaolong, what strange game are you playing now?" Sword Immortal Emperor and others flew over to Huang Xiaolong's side.
Purple Flame Immortal Emperor also smiled. "Huang Xiaolong, could it be that you're trying to set up some special ritual to find the key to the next realm? Hey, what do these leftovers and empty bowls and chopsticks mean?"
"Uh-huh, yes, I am looking for a key. It's just a bit complicated. Don't you fear encountering specters wandering around in the middle of the night?" Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
The immortals were all amused by Huang Xiaolong.
"Huang Xiaolong, you're joking now—hahaha!" Sword Immortal Emperor laughed dismissively. "This is sacred ground, not to be tarnished at will. People live and work in peace here, where lost items aren't picked up from the road. How could there be any sly ghosts? We too couldn't sleep and came out to stroll and enjoy the nighttime view."