Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1292. Searching for the Netherworld Flower (7)

—I don't quite understand Zhang Yang.

--Me too.

—He could have stayed with everyone, so why did he choose Li Han?

—Could it be that she has taken a liking to Li Han?
Stop, don't eat randomly.

—These two are not good-looking, I can't get into them.

Li Han slowly stood up, picked up his weapon, glared fiercely at everyone, turned and walked into the depths of the passage, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Kai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"These two guys are asking for it."

"Is everyone alright? Is anyone injured?" Zhang Ting asked.

"We're fine." Wang Xiaoyue shook her head, walked to the crevice in the rock, and carefully picked two Qingzhang grasses. "Luckily, the Qingzhang grasses weren't damaged."

She handed one of the plants to Zhou Lili.

"Lily, take this one first to alleviate the toxicity of the miasma."

Zhou Lili accepted the herb and said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyue."

"This thing should be edible, right?" Chen Luoxue said.

"What do you think? Will it be useful?" Lin Xi asked.

Zhou Lili shook her head.

"Then let's eat it!"

Zhou Lili hesitated for a moment, then ate the herb to clear away the miasma. Before long, her complexion became much rosier, and her dizziness disappeared.

Lin Xi looked at the remaining Qingzhang Grass and spoke.

"Let's divide the rest of this into several portions, and everyone can eat a little. That will help alleviate the effects of the miasma."

Everyone nodded, and Wang Xiaoyue divided the herb into six portions, which each person took and ate.

"Alright, we're a little safer now." Zhang Ting held up her flashlight and looked into the depths of the passage. "Let's keep going; maybe there are more miasma-clearing herbs ahead."

Everyone nodded, packed their things, and continued walking deeper into the passage.

After consuming the miasma-clearing herb, the feeling of miasma corroding everyone's bodies completely dissipated, and their steps became much lighter.

Zhang Ting walked at the front with a flashlight in hand. Before long, the originally narrow passage gradually widened, and a strange smell mixed with decay and sandalwood wafted over.

There seems to be something going on up ahead.

Zhang Ting slowed her pace and shone her flashlight forward.

The passage ahead was indeed widened, and the walls on both sides were entirely made of layers upon layers of bones.

From small finger bones to complete animal bones, they interlock perfectly, forming a "bone wall".

The walls are also inlaid with skulls, with lanterns that glow with a ghostly blue light hanging from their eye sockets.

"Holy crap... this place is too eerie!" Zhao Kai instinctively gripped his trekking poles, his voice trembling slightly. "How many skeletons were piled up here?" Zhou Lili was even more frightened, covering her eyes and only daring to peek through her fingers, clinging tightly to Wu Qingquan's arm.

"Wow, this is terrifying... Whose bones are these?"

Lin Xi squinted, carefully observing the bone walls on both sides.

"Judging from the age and shape of the bones, some are human and some are ancient beasts. They should be the remains of the Spirit Clan members and divine beasts who died in battle after sealing the Demon Clan."

—My God, I got goosebumps!
—The skull lantern is so eerie; it looks so sinister.

—Let alone Zhou Lili, I felt a chill down my spine even while watching the screen.

—123, aren't you scared looking at this so intently?
—Does anyone else feel a chill down their spine?
Chen Luoxue's gaze swept across the depths of the corridor, and she whispered a reminder.

"Don't just look around, everyone. Be careful of what's happening around you. This place is perfect for setting up an ambush."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint cough came from the end of the corridor, and then a slender figure emerged from the shadows.

She was a girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a faded white dress, her long hair was messily draped over her shoulders, her face was as pale as paper, her lips were an unnatural bluish-black, her eyes were empty, and her breath was so weak that she seemed to collapse at any moment.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ting immediately raised her flashlight and shone it on the girl, asking warily.

The girl raised her head, her empty eyes falling on the crowd, her voice light and airy, carrying a hint of barely perceptible pain.

“My name is Su Qing… I am the guardian of the Spirit Clan’s cave.”

"The Spirit Race?" A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Xiaoyue's eyes. She took half a step forward and said gently, "What are you doing here? You look unwell."

Su Qing clutched her chest and coughed violently a few times, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

“For three thousand years… I have been guarding this place, but I was ambushed by the remnants of the Demonic Cult and fell under their Soul-Eating Curse. This curse will slowly devour my soul, and only the Spirit Clan's supreme treasure, the Nether Marrow Flower, can break this curse.”

"The Soul-Eating Curse?" Lin Xi frowned and asked again. "Do you know the exact location of the Ghost Marrow Flower in the Ghost Valley Cave?"

Su Qing shook her head, her eyes filled with despair.

“I don’t know the exact location, I only know that it’s near the array eye at the deepest part of the cave. Over the years, I have been using my remaining spiritual power to resist the spells, and now I’m almost at my limit… If it weren’t for the scent of the Cleansing Grass on you, I wouldn’t have been able to sense anyone coming in.”

Just then, a series of staggering footsteps came from the entrance of the corridor.

Everyone turned around abruptly and saw Li Han and Zhang Yang standing there, one in front of the other.

Li Han's face was ashen, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was swaying unsteadily, while Zhang Yang stood beside him, his face normal, but his expression was somewhat solemn.

"So it really was you following us!" Zhao Kai immediately became furious, raising his trekking poles to charge forward. "So you didn't leave at all, you've been tailing us the whole time!"

Zhang Yang immediately reached out to support the swaying Li Han, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the crowd, and spoke with a seemingly helpless tone.

“Brother Kai, don’t be angry. We had no choice. Li Han didn’t get the herb to clear the miasma and got infected with miasma after walking only a short distance. I couldn’t just leave him there alone, could I? So I followed you and hoped to find an opportunity to ask you for some of the herb to save him.”

Li Han leaned against Zhang Yang, panting heavily, his eyes filled with resentment and venom, but because he was poisoned by miasma, he had no strength to retaliate and could only glare fiercely at everyone.

"No...don't pretend...I don't need your sympathy..."

Lin Xi looked coldly at Li Han, her tone calm: "We have no obligation to save you. You wanted to steal the miasma-clearing herb, and you wanted to follow us. Now that you've been infected by the miasma, it's entirely your own fault."

“That’s not how it works.” Zhang Yang smiled, his gaze falling on Su Qing, his eyes quickly sweeping over her pale face and the black blood at the corner of her mouth. “This young lady is a guardian of the Spirit Clan’s cave and has been afflicted by the Soul-Eating Curse? It seems the Netherworld Flower is indeed the key to breaking the curse. Our current goal is to find the Netherworld Flower, so why don’t we all work together?”

Zhang Ting frowned, looked at Lin Xi, and asked for her opinion with her eyes.