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She could feel his body tremble violently. That sense of control excited her more than any magical weapon.

Jiang Xiaochuan trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he didn't speak. His face turned even redder, and he turned his head away, his neck also flushed.

Seeing his reaction, Biyao felt even more pleased.

"Hey, you were so talkative just now, what's wrong? You've gone mute now?"

She remained in that position, not moving, just watching him, watching his face grow increasingly red, and his restless gaze, as if she were admiring some interesting sight.

After a long while, Jiang Xiaochuan took a deep breath, his voice muffled and pleading: "...Big sister, can you get up now?"

Biyao snorted, then slowly straightened up and got off him. As she stood up, her foot seemed to "accidentally" brush against something again.

Jiang Xiaochuan groaned, hunched over, and didn't move for a long time.

Biyao stood to the side, straightening her loose robes, a faint smile playing on her lips, her gaze fixed on his hunched back, her eyes sparkling.

It turns out this person is all talk and no action.

It took Jiang Xiaochuan a while to calm down the heat and impulsiveness. He straightened up, not looking at Biyao, his ears still red, and continued walking forward with his head down. His steps were a little fast.

Biyao followed behind him, watching his slightly hurried back, her smile deepening. She didn't say anything more, just followed along.

In her mind, Hong Li sighed softly, her tone complex, with a hint of amusement: "Tsk tsk tsk, good lad, you've finally met your match, getting teased like this by a little girl, tsk tsk."

Jiang Xiaochuan ignored her. His mind was a bit chaotic, and he felt uncomfortably hot. He shook his head, forcing himself not to think about what had just happened, and focused on examining the cave.

After walking for a while and turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up.

It was a long corridor, much wider than before, with glowing beads embedded in the rock walls on both sides, making the light brighter. The ground was flat, as if it had been artificially repaired. The damp, musty smell in the air had faded, replaced by something else, an indescribable aroma.

"Is there the sound of water?" Biyao suddenly said.

Jiang Xiaochuan also heard it; it was very soft and subtle, like water droplets falling on a stone, coming from deep within the corridor.

The two exchanged a glance, quickened their pace, and headed towards the direction from which the sound of water was coming.

After rounding the last bend, the view suddenly opened up before us!

At the end of the passage was a stone chamber that was slightly more spacious than the outside. The most eye-catching feature was the stone wall directly opposite them.

From an unknown crevice in the cave ceiling, a stream of clear, cool water seeped out, forming a slender yet continuous curtain of water, like a small waterfall. It tinkled and cascaded onto the ground, gathering into a small, crystal-clear pool about ten feet in diameter. The pool was not deep, and the fine sand and pebbles at the bottom could be seen. Water droplets fell onto the surface of the pool, creating ripples that shimmered in the soft light of the droplets.

Above the pool, the cave ceiling, constantly eroded by the water flow, makes the rocks appear exceptionally smooth, and near the waterline, something seems to be embedded in it.

Jiang Xiaochuan squinted and looked closely. By the light of the water and the beads, he saw several stones of different colors near the waterline on the cave ceiling. The dark red ones stood out starkly against the surrounding bluish-gray rocks.

"Biyao, look over there." He pointed to the cave ceiling and said to Biyao, who had followed him, "There are some red stones over there... they look a bit strange."

Biyao looked in the direction he pointed. At first, it was just a casual glance, but when she saw the color and distribution of the stones, her heart skipped a beat!

Red...stones...a strange arrangement...

A long-standing legend suddenly flashed into her mind like lightning!

She immediately dropped her nonchalant demeanor, strode to the edge of the pool, tilted her head back, and gazed intently at the cave ceiling.

Sure enough! Under the washing of the crystal-clear water droplets, you can clearly see that there are seven stones, each about half the size of a palm, embedded in the stone wall at the top of the cave!

The texture of these stones is no different from the surrounding rocks, except that their color is blood red, eerily vivid. They are distributed crookedly, and at first glance, they vaguely form a... strange spoon shape.

What's most startling is that the red color, after being washed by water for countless years, is still vivid and vibrant. Even the clear water droplets flowing over these red stones are stained with a blood-red hue, and then drip down as if blood drops are falling from the sky!

However, once the water droplet leaves the area of ​​the redstone, it quickly returns to its original transparent and colorless state.

"Dripping Blood Cave...Dripping Blood Cave..." Biyao looked at this bizarre and shocking scene, unconsciously muttering the name that the demonic sect had been searching for for hundreds of years. Her eyes gradually changed from surprise to disbelief, and finally turned into ecstasy!

"Haha! Ha!" She suddenly beamed with joy, almost jumping for joy, and turned to Jiang Xiaochuan excitedly, shouting, "Found it! Really found it! You heartless old devil! You actually hid the entrance to the Dripping Blood Cave in such a godforsaken place! No wonder for eight hundred years, we members of the Holy Sect have turned this Kongsang Mountain upside down, but we couldn't find any trace of it! It's truly... truly amazing!"

She was so excited that she was incoherent, and her eyes were filled with fervor and longing as she looked at the seven red stones.

For so many years, the Blood-Dripping Cave, which the members of the Demonic Sect had been dreaming of, was actually found by her... no, by her and this strange Qingyun Sect boy by sheer accident!

Looking at Biyao's ecstatic face and hearing her cheers of "Found it! Really found it!", Jiang Xiaochuan felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

In the original story, she and Zhang Xiaofan discovered the Dripping Blood Cave together. In that story, she was a clever and cunning demoness, and he was an honest and kind young man. The two spent time together in this dark cave, and their feelings for each other quietly blossomed.

And now, standing here is him, not Zhang Xiaofan, but Jiang Xiaochuan. Biyao is still the same Biyao, still overjoyed to find the Dripping Blood Cave, her eyes still shining. Only the person beside her has changed. Will the story change too?

He suddenly understood the feelings of the protagonists in those time-travel novels.

You know everyone's fate. You stand at the crossroads of destiny. With a gentle push, everything will go into the unknown. This power excites people, but it also makes them... fearful.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of those distractions. In any case, the Blood-Dripping Cave had been found, and the first volume of the Heavenly Book was inside.

"We've found it, but how do we get in? Those seven stones are embedded in the cave ceiling; are we supposed to fly up and press them down?"

Upon hearing this, Biyao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Yes, finding clues is only the first step; opening the entrance is the key.

She began trying various methods: using her newly recovered magical power to strike the red stones from mid-air; attempting to move them remotely with her spiritual power; even recalling the fragments her father and Aunt You had mentioned about the Blood Refining Hall and the Black-Hearted Old Man, and reciting several possible ancient incantations...

However, no matter what method she used, the seven red stones remained unmoved, and the cave walls showed no reaction.

With each attempt and each failure, the excitement on Biyao's face was gradually replaced by anxiety and frustration. Sweat slid down her forehead, mingling with the water droplets dripping from the cave ceiling, wetting the stray hairs on her cheeks.

"How could this be? The clue is right here! Why can't I open it?!" She stomped her foot in frustration, splashing water everywhere.

Jiang Xiaochuan stood by the pool, watching. His gaze shifted from the seven strange red stones on the cave ceiling to the small pool on the ground formed by dripping "blood." The pool was clear, reflecting the scene on the cave ceiling, including the seven glaring red spots.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, as if he had grasped something.

"Since we can't figure it out from up there," he said, his voice carrying clearly in the empty stone chamber, "would you like to... take a look at the reflection in the water?"

Biyao, who was feeling irritable, was startled by the words and then abruptly turned to look at the pool! That's right! The arrangement on the cave ceiling resembles "spoons," but what about the reflection? Sometimes, the image in the water is completely different from the real thing!

She glanced gratefully at Jiang Xiaochuan, her eyes shining brightly, all her previous dejection vanished. Without further hesitation, she turned around and stepped into the shallow, cool, and clear pool of water.

The icy spring water instantly soaked her embroidered shoes and skirt, and the chill crept up her calves.

She walked step by step toward the center of the pool, standing beneath the curtain of water. Countless transparent water droplets fell from the air, sprinkling onto her jet-black hair, dotting her slender shoulders, and sliding down her loose, ill-fitting outer robe.

Clear water droplets slid slowly down her smooth hair, flowing over her fair forehead, her straight nose, and her delicate chin, finally disappearing into her slightly open collar. Reflected in the water and the shimmering light of the stone walls, her skin seemed to become translucent, radiating a breathtakingly pure beauty, like a lotus emerging from the water, untouched by dust. Her soaked black robe clung to her body, outlining the youthful yet already exquisite curves of her figure.

Jiang Xiaochuan stood on the shore, watching this scene, and suddenly felt his throat go dry. He looked away and looked at the pool.

Biyao had no time to care about her appearance at the moment, and didn't even notice the embarrassing state of her clothes being soaked. She held her breath, lowered her head, and stared intently at the slightly rippling water.

Sure enough, the reflections of the seven red stones on the cave ceiling were clearly reflected in the water. Due to the ripples in the water, the shape of the reflections was slightly distorted, but upon closer inspection, the arrangement of the seven red lights in the water no longer resembled a spoon, but rather... more like the outline of an open... palm!

The five red stones correspond to the five fingers, and the other two are located in the lower part of the palm!

Biyao's heart pounded wildly, almost leaping out of her chest. She aimed carefully, and slowly, with a barely perceptible tremor, extended her slender, fair right hand and pressed it down towards the reflection of the "hand" in the water.

Her delicate hand gently slipped through the cool water and reached downwards.

The reflection of the red stone in the water swayed gently with the ripples, the surface of the water sparkling and reflecting the light from the cave walls, making Biyao's focused and beautiful profile glow slightly, as if shrouded in a holy yet mysterious halo.

The pool was shallow, and Biyao's hand quickly touched the bottom. The bottom was covered with a thin layer of sand and stones. When her fingertips touched it, she immediately felt five slightly raised spots under her hand, right below the tips of her five fingers!

She felt a surge of excitement and gently brushed away the sand and gravel on the surface. Sure enough, there were five small stones embedded underneath, faintly glowing red, cool to the touch, and rough with the feel of time.

"Found it!" A startling light flashed in Biyao's eyes! Without further hesitation, she channeled her newly recovered spiritual power, pressed down with all five fingers!

Then, she looked up expectantly at the smooth, seamless stone wall.

however……

The cave was deathly silent, save for the incessant dripping of water and her own rapid breathing. The stone walls remained motionless, as if silently mocking her efforts and expectations.

Biyao's face froze instantly, as if she were encased in ice.

The light in her eyes dimmed, quickly overwhelmed by immense frustration and confusion. How could this be? She pressed the right spot, so why wasn't it responding? Was it not here? Or was she doing it wrong?

She subconsciously turned her head, her gaze meeting Jiang Xiaochuan's on the shore for a moment. His eyes held a blankness, a hint of helplessness, and a faint, almost imperceptible, plea for help.

Then, she turned back dejectedly, staring intently at the water, her brows furrowed, as if desperately trying to figure out where she had gone wrong.

Jiang Xiaochuan was about to speak, to say something sarcastic like, "It seems that you, the young lady of the Ghost King Sect, are nothing special."

Suddenly, he saw Biyao abruptly turn her head back, staring intently at the water, her eyes sharpening! It was as if she had remembered something crucial; her earlier frustration vanished, replaced by a sudden, enlightened understanding!

She focused intently on the reflection of the two red stones representing the "palm" position, then bent down again and carefully felt the bottom of the pool with her hands, inch by inch, with extreme patience.

Sure enough, a moment later, she found two more small, slightly protruding stones embedded in the bottom of the pool, just below those two spots! The texture was exactly the same as the previous five!

This time, Biyao's movements became unusually careful and tense. She took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the excitement and trepidation in her chest. Then, she firmly and forcefully pressed her right hand fingers onto the five small stones, feeling the cool touch coming from her fingertips.

Then, she carefully extended her left hand and, with two slender, fair fingers, precisely and steadily pressed them onto the two newly discovered pebbles!

Seven small stones were pressed down by her hands at the same time! One hand with five fingers, the other with two fingers, the posture was a bit strange, but it subtly matched some ancient and unknown rhythm.

She held her breath, and with all her strength and the spiritual power she had just recovered, she pressed down hard with both hands at the same time!

"Click..."

The moment she pressed the button, an extremely faint "click," as if a mechanism sealed for hundreds of years had been activated, echoed eerily in the cave that had been silent for countless years.

Biyao and Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes widened at the same time, their hearts almost stopping at the same moment!

They stared intently at the stone wall, forgetting to breathe, as if all the blood in their bodies rushed to their ears, waiting for the next sound.

"Clatter...clatter clatter..."

That was the terrifying sound of mechanisms turning, gears meshing, and a dusty boulder being slowly moved aside!

With a sound, under the extremely tense gaze of the two, the huge stone wall, which was originally a seamless and smooth as a mirror, slowly opened a crack from the middle with a heavy sound that crushed everything!

The gap started out as thin as a hair, but it quickly widened—a finger, a palm, a foot…

The Blood-Dripping Cave!

The legendary secret location of this demonic cult has been opened once again!