Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

—She's almost traumatized by Yunping's mistreatment.

Seeing Ye Yuchan's struggling appearance, Hua Yurong knew that she had succeeded halfway and pressed her advantage by revealing her purpose.

"Miss Ye should know that going there would only be suicide, right? Therefore, I hope Miss Ye can come with us to another place."

"Could it be somewhere else?"

"Yes."

As Hua Yuerong spoke, several male disciples silently stepped forward, including the young man whom Yunping had deemed very attractive in women's clothing.

A faint threat lingered in her eyes, yet a fake smile remained on her lips. "Actually, we didn't come here for the monsters, but... for the ruins."

"You mean the ruins of the Lightning Sect?"

"Yes."

Hua Yurong took out a strangely shaped bronze compass from her bosom. The pointer on it was subtly pointing in a certain direction and was constantly trembling.

"This Soul Guiding Disc can guide us to find the wandering souls in the ruins. If our information is correct, there is a high possibility that many powerful figures from the Heavenly Annihilation Era are buried in the Lightning Sect ruins. And the graves of these powerful figures are our target."

……

Now Ye Yuchan understood.

So this group of people came here to film a fantasy version of Tomb Raider Chronicles?

—This woman doesn't look like that guy at all.

However, the other party's revelation of their true purpose only made Ye Yuchan more wary. "You want to recruit us? Why?"

Yes, there must be a reason why the other party told you this.

Otherwise, why would people bother with all this nonsense?

As expected, Hua Yurong smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do. We're short-handed. Judging from the fact that you two aren't wearing the same Daoist robes, you're not from any sect. And since this young master comes from an extraordinary background, he probably won't stoop to the level of us nobody, right?"

After saying that, Hua Yurong deliberately gave Yun Ping a flirtatious wink, while pressing her ample breasts against Yun Ping's arm and rubbing them restlessly.

This action infuriated Ye Yuchan so much that she almost couldn't resist drawing her bow and shooting Hua Yurong in the head!

So what if her breasts are a little big?! They're not small either!

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Yun Ping coughed and then continued to stare at Hua Yurong with the idiotic, contemptuous look typical of a spoiled brat.

"Hmph, I certainly won't stoop to your level with tomb raiders. However, since you want us to join, shouldn't you offer something in return?"

"We will definitely make a sacrifice; we can give you two thirty percent of the treasures in the tomb."

Yunping frowned. "Too little, forty percent."

"This……"

Hua Yurong cursed Yun Ping inwardly, her face showing a hesitant expression.

After a long pause, the beautiful woman gritted her teeth and said with displeasure, "Fine, forty percent forty percent, but you two better not take the money and not do the job."

"Don't worry." Yunping casually waved his hand. "My maid is always efficient and effective."

Ye Yuchan glared fiercely at Yun Ping, her eyes looking as if she wanted to devour him.

That old rogue, he's gotten addicted to pretending to be a rich young master.

On the other side, although Hua Yurong looked distressed, a cold smile crept into her heart.

—Forty percent?

Even if I gave you 100%, what difference would it make?

If you're not destined to enjoy it, all the wealth in the world will ultimately be for naught.

Hmph, a young master from a wealthy family? He's nothing but a self-important fool.

She gave a cold laugh, a chilling killing intent emanating from her crimson eyes.

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While typing, I accidentally typed "beggar" instead of "target of attack".

Suddenly, the scene of a group of people begging around a monster seems so funny, hahaha.

70. They definitely have ill intentions.

As the last cultivators to step through the stone gate during the Demon-Slaying Assembly, Yun Ping and the others entered the ruins. The dark, heavy stone gate, which Chen Feng had previously pushed open, slammed shut with a strange, eerie wind.

The faint sunlight that had barely managed to penetrate the ruins was completely extinguished in the pitch-black void. The biting cold wind kept blowing from all directions, like the cold hands of a corpse gently stroking everyone's backs.

The silver-haired girl shivered, her delicate body trembling slightly.

The sudden darkness made her heart tremble. As the least timid of all the disciples, Ye Yuchan's expression changed drastically, and she almost instinctively grabbed Yunping's arm.

Fortunately, she didn't forget that she was a cultivator, and quickly circulated her spiritual energy to enhance her eyes—being able to perceive the surrounding situation in the dark night was a great advantage for a cultivator.

Apart from her, the others remained calm and showed no signs of panic at the sudden darkness.

Ye Yuchan came to her senses and stared at the empty ruins. Although the interior of the Lightning Thunder Sect still had the magnificent architecture of a sect, the dust and broken stones proved that this place was gone.

An indescribable eerie silence permeated the surroundings. Ye Yuchan couldn't help but look up at the towering, dilapidated steps in front of her, wanting to see where those cultivators had gone.

At that moment, a purple light suddenly flashed on the ground beneath their feet.

A dazzling purple light accompanied by thunderous roars resounded in their ears. The group had just stepped into the Lightning Sect ruins when the entire ruins began to shake violently as if they were about to collapse.

"Wha...what's going on?!"

Ye Yuchan tried her best to steady herself. At the same time, she noticed that the lightning on the ground was like purple flowers blooming in spring, and there were more and more of them.

The girl's unique elemental constitution—the Lesser Heavenly Thunder Body—seemed to resonate strongly with the ruins themselves at this moment. The originally restless lightning bolts seemed to have found a target and instantly rushed into the girl's body from all directions.

However, this scene happened too quickly. Apart from Yunping, almost everyone was distracted by the earthquake-like tremors and therefore did not notice Ye Yuchan's change at all.

The tremor lasted only a few seconds before disappearing completely.

Instead, a roar that shook the heavens and seemed to shake the very souls of everyone present was heard.

—(roar)

It was an indescribable roar, like the howl of a wounded hunting dog, or the sharp cry of a hawk circling overhead, as if it were the combined roar of countless animals in a highly condensed form.

Everyone hurriedly covered their ears, only letting go after the terrifying screams subsided temporarily.

With lingering fear on her face and covered in sweat, Hua Yurong still managed her signature polite smile, "Gentlemen, it seems the people from the City Lord's Mansion have already started a war with the demonic beasts."

Ye Yuchan took several deep breaths to calm her wildly beating heart, her gaze fixed on the distant stone steps beyond. "They... probably can't win, right?"

"Winning against that monster is almost impossible; their role is merely to buy us time."

After saying such things as "buying time" when it was a matter of life and death, Ye Yuchan's goodwill towards Hua Yurong had almost dropped to negative numbers.

Yunping, unperturbed, crossed his arms and asked, "Where is your magical artifact?"

"Here."

Hua Yurong took out the Soul Guiding Disc again. The magical artifact she had spent a lot of money to acquire was now filled with her hopes of getting rich overnight. She slowly poured her spiritual energy into it.

The next second, the pointer above the silver soul guide disc spun violently several times under the influence of spiritual energy, and finally, as if attracted by some strange force, pointed to the left side of everyone.

—It was a narrow passageway, resembling the former corridor of the Lightning Sect. However, since the Lightning Sect had long been damaged, the passageway had become exceptionally gloomy, with terrifying monsters seemingly ready to leap out from its bottomless darkness at any moment.

Looking at the corridor that looked exactly like a scene from a horror movie, Ye Yuchan's pretty face turned pale, and she tugged at Yunping's sleeve.

"Hey, you old rascal... are we really going?"

"Otherwise what?" Yunping's words echoed in the girl's mind as usual: "Even if we go to persuade the people in the city lord's mansion now, they won't listen, right? Besides, I happen to have to go to the place they're going to as well."

Ye Yuchan glanced at Lao Yun in surprise, "You're here to rob tombs too?"

Yunping sighed and shook his head, saying, "Why would I dig up someone's grave for no reason? To play radio music and go clubbing in front of their grave? Of course, I have something else to do."

"Fine……"

There was no other way but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Seeing that there was absolutely no room for discussion, Ye Yuchan had no choice but to muster her courage, take a deep breath, and then follow Hua Yurong and the others with stiff steps.

Yunping walked at the very back, watching the taciturn young man with a strange smile on his lips, and followed him as if strolling leisurely.

How could he not know what the other party was planning? Although the Lightning Sect ruins were just ruins, the secrets and treasures hidden inside were indeed countless.

Anyone with a modicum of sense could probably guess that there are likely hidden treasures inside the Lightning Thunder Sect ruins. Of the cultivators who came to participate in the Demon-Slaying Assembly, at most 60% were truly there to slay demons, while the other 40%—

They either got scared away halfway, or like Hua Yurong and the others, they came to try their luck.

However, those people were probably not as well-prepared as Hua Yurong's team, who even managed to obtain a special magical artifact like the Soul Guiding Disc. This shows that from the very beginning, they came to the grave to dance... oops, to dig up the grave.

tick tock...tick tock...

From some unknown point in time, the sound of water droplets falling to the ground could be heard from deep within the corridor.

Ye Yuchan was huddled up like a dumpling, covered in goosebumps, her eyes darting around, afraid that some white-robed female ghost would appear and snap her head off.

A cold wind swept across the ground, and as the group ventured deeper, the passage became increasingly narrow. In the absolute darkness, the occasional sound of friction could be heard.

That sounded like the sharp screeching of a bed leg against the floor...

The girl was startled by the strange sound and quickly looked in the direction of the sound—what she saw was a very ordinary, plain wooden door.

On the old, rotten handle of the wooden door hung a simple sign with two neat characters written above it.

【正英】

Just as Ye Yuchan was about to reach out and touch the wooden plaque, Hua Yuerong's stern reprimand came from ahead.

"Don't touch anything here!"

Ye Yuchan hurriedly withdrew her hand, only to realize that Hua Yurong was not scolding her, but reprimanding someone else who, like her, wanted to reach out and touch the wooden plaque.

It was then that she realized she had somehow ended up in a place that resembled a dormitory. Each door had an identical door opposite it, making it look no different from a school dormitory.

The young man who had been reprimanded sheepishly withdrew his hand and looked at Hua Yurong apologetically.

Hua Yurong stared at him coldly and said indifferently, "The Lightning Sect was once a sect that suffered a bloodbath at the hands of evil forces. Most of its disciples suffered torment in their souls after death. Although it is uncertain whether touching these things will attract those wandering, broken souls, it is better to avoid trouble."

"I see……"

Those who were reprimanded nodded meekly. It seemed that Hua Yurong was their leader, and they dared not disobey her at all.