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Chapter 567 Welcoming the Inn
After dinner, they all returned to their rooms to rest, and the noisy sounds outside gradually quieted down as the night deepened.

In the stillness of the night, several figures quietly appeared on the second floor of the dark inn, approaching the doors of three rooms and listening intently to the sounds coming from inside.

"Don't worry! Our store's muscle relaxant powder has been used for so long and has never had any problems." Someone whispered in the darkness, and it sounded like the shopkeeper's voice.

"Hmph, don't be so sure of yourself. Didn't your Welcoming Inn accidentally let that monk go last time? And he even stole the divine artifact. You should be grateful that Tianluo Sect and Zhaixing Tower haven't bothered you! Just in case, I used my own secret-made bewitching incense on them. Even the God of War would fall down." Another voice said smugly.

"These outsiders are obviously from Lanxizhou. They might even be in cahoots with that monk. They took our divine weapon and dared to come to our Central Plains. They've come all this way to deliver their heads!"

"Judging from their clothes, they look very wealthy. I'm a bit short on cash lately, so this is like a godsend! It's settled then, it's all about who has the ability!"

"Hehe, these girls are all pretty good-looking! Smooth skin and tender flesh, definitely different from the ones around here. It's a shame to just use them to make steamed buns! You guys rob me of my money, I'll just rob you of your beauty! These four beauties are all mine, so go easy on them, don't damage them!"

The lewd voice immediately drew laughter from those around him.

"Hey, Little Dog, can you really handle four beauties? Don't end up unable to get out of bed before you even get a taste of them!"

"Watch your mouth, you bastard. I'm pretty tough, back in the day..."

The group spoke in hushed tones, only opening the door after confirming there was absolutely no movement inside. It wasn't that they were overly cautious; their strength simply wasn't sufficient. After all, with the prophecy of the Star-Picking Tower, most of those with real power had gone to the Hundred Thousand Mountains or Blue Creek Continent. That was a divine artifact! Who wouldn't be tempted? If they weren't lacking in strength, they wouldn't have stayed here plotting robbery! However, due to the recent unrest in Blue Creek Continent, fewer and fewer outsiders were coming to Central Continent. This time, six people had arrived, and they looked quite wealthy; how could they possibly let them go?

The man guarding the innermost door opened the door and entered the room while speaking. He gestured and walked towards one of the beds. Under the moonlight, his lewd face was full of excitement. He lifted the bed curtains and pounced on the bed, only to be greeted by a cloud of black mist. Before he could even scream, he turned into bones in the black mist.

His companion, however, remained motionless in front of another bed, still holding back the curtains. The person who entered later glanced at the empty bed, then walked to the motionless man, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Why was this person, who had been so impatient outside, now so hesitant?

But the man before them stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape in terror as if about to scream. His body was covered in countless black centipedes, some even crawling in and out of his seven orifices. The man was already dead, a breeding ground for the poisonous insects.

He screamed in terror, trying to escape but finding his legs too weak to lift. He could only watch helplessly as the black insects crawled from the man's body onto his own. He tried to shout but couldn't utter a second sound. A centipede, which had appeared out of nowhere, crawled down from above his head, quickly entered his mouth, and devoured his tongue.

After a rustling sound, only two sets of clothes remained by the bed, and the room returned to silence.

Meanwhile, the adjacent room was also silent. One person lay on the ground, their throat swiftly slit, while another was wrapped in red leaves like a cocoon, only their terrified eyes visible. In the outermost room, four corpses lay side by side. Two had bluish-black faces, clearly poisoned. The other two corpses had two arrows embedded in their hearts, all killed instantly.

The entire second floor fell silent, utterly still. The others waiting downstairs looked up in confusion, but after a while, still no movement was heard. The clever ones had already realized what was happening, their faces showing fear, and they quickly turned to run away. But as they turned, they saw a ferocious beast lazily yawning and impatiently walking out. The man reacted quickly, trying to change direction, but the seemingly clumsy beast was incredibly fast, catching up in the blink of an eye and swallowing him whole, the movement smooth and without pause.

The others, witnessing this scene and seeing that there was still no movement upstairs, also realized what was happening. They exchanged glances and drew their weapons. Having already witnessed this brutal scene, knowing they couldn't escape, they figured they might as well fight back; perhaps there was still a sliver of hope.

Unfortunately, they had overestimated themselves. Moments later, the entire inn lobby was empty. Erfu lazily walked up to the second floor; there were only a few people, enough for the Taotie to fill his stomach. He flicked his tail, casually closed the two open room doors, and then slowly walked back to the middle room, closed the door, and lay down on the recliner to sleep. Before falling asleep, he opened his eyes briefly to glance at the human cocoon on the floor, then closed them again with disdain.

After a good night's sleep, Qing Sang woke up feeling all the fatigue of the past few days had vanished. Pulling back the bed curtains, she saw the person in front of the bed with closed eyes, barely breathing.

"Master! You're awake? I've already bought breakfast, and they're all waiting downstairs!" Xiao Hui heard the noise, pushed open the door, and came in, also bringing her toiletries.

"Okay!" Qing Sang nodded, stood up and stretched, quickly washed up and went downstairs. Qing Luo and the others' room door was open, the corpse from last night had disappeared, the room was clean as if no one had ever lived there, and the lobby downstairs was just as it always was, except that everyone from yesterday had disappeared, including the shopkeeper.

Liu Shuangyue and Lan Suyu sat quietly drinking mutton soup. Bai Qianhe sat against the wall, one hand on her protruding leg, the other slowly munching on a baked bun. Qingluo held a wine pouch, tilted her head back and took a sip. She first frowned, then slowly relaxed, clearly not used to the strong liquor here.

"Kid, you should drink less alcohol!" Qing Sang couldn't help but tease.

"What did you say?" Qing Sang raised an eyebrow and glanced at Qing Sang. "When I came of age, you were probably still just a grain of sand in this world!" But it was hard to believe that he was saying such things while looking like a teenager.

"Eat well, little brother~" The last two words were drawn out, revealing a blatant sense of pride.

"Tch!" Qinglu rolled her eyes at her, ignored her, took another sip slowly, and put the wine bag away.

After finishing a bowl of steaming hot mutton soup, Qing Sang felt warm all over. With a gentle wave of her hand, the human cocoon upstairs floated down automatically and landed in front of them. The person had closed eyes and looked as if they had been dead for a long time.

"Alright, stop pretending! If you keep pretending, I won't hesitate to turn you into a corpse!" Qing Sang didn't waste any more words with him, removed the red leaves covering his face, and revealed the innkeeper's face.

"If you want to live longer, obediently tell me the fastest way to get to the Star-Picking Tower!"