The Dead Spirit World
Editor: Novel Saga
Shi Mu’s heart sank. He had nearly given-up hope. But then, he felt that the backward-pull had increased in strength. His body felt extremely light as he got pulled back towards Young Master Ju’s luminous dot. Then, the small and big luminous dots rushed-away at lightning speed.
The traction force of that glittering object receded as it became smaller. Finally, Shi Mu heaved a sigh of relief.
He felt that the traction-force — that had previously weakened and vanished — had re-appeared.
"You got lucky this time. But, don’t expect me to help you if you get trapped again. I don’t have enough spirit power to save you again," the obese man’s annoyed voice resounded.
"Thank you so much for your help, Young Master Ju!" Shi Mu replied in an embarrassed tone.
Young Master Ju’s spirit – as a luminous dot – flickered a few times. It seemed as if his anger hadn’t yet receded. But, he didn’t say anything more on the subject.