Chapter 132: Ancient Town Hidden Plot

Chapter 132: Hidden Storyline of the Ancient Town

At the center of the ancient town.

Li Xianzong stopped before a large mansion. The paint on its gate was peeling, riddled with wormholes, the plaque old and covered with cobwebs.

Through the dusty plaque, the characters could faintly be made out: Zhao Residence.

Li Xianzong stepped up onto the threshold, approached the door, and gave it a gentle push.

“Creak—”

The long-unmaintained door emitted a grating sound and slowly swung open.

The group crossed the threshold and entered the courtyard. After a look around, they found the place had long fallen into disrepair. The flower beds in the front yard were overgrown with scattered weeds.

At the entrance of the outer hall with its upturned eaves stood a half-man-tall water vat. Such vats were used to store water for fire emergencies, a standard feature of wealthy households, akin to modern fire extinguishers.

As the group crossed the front yard and reached the outer hall, a foul stench emanated from the water vat, assailing their nostrils.

The young man missing his left ear frowned, approached slowly, looked down, and muttered a curse, “Fuck.”

Inside the vat was a rotting corpse.

“Be careful. The things here might be more vicious than the blacksmith Wang,” Li Xianzong warned, pushing open the door to the outer hall.

Inside the hall, decayed furniture lay everywhere; everything within sight was ruined or covered in dust.

By the door lay a corpse, severely decomposed; judging by its clothing, it was likely a servant of the house.

Li Xianzong crouched beside the corpse and, with no qualms, used his butterfly knife to cut open its clothes. After a careful examination, he said,

“Her heart and liver have been gouged out.”

The six of them left the corpse and pressed deeper into the inner courtyard. Along the way, they saw several more bodies, all with their hearts and livers removed.

The corpses were scattered about, faces turned toward the exit, as if they had been killed while trying to flee.

It seemed the Zhao residence had experienced a horrific massacre.

The young man missing his left ear scanned the surroundings and said angrily,

“I don’t understand this plot at all.”

The ancient town was deserted. The blacksmith Wang, connected to the story, was cursed, and now the Zhao residence had evidently encountered something sinister.

There must be a reason, but with too few clues, it was impossible to infer, making one feel uneasy.

Of course, that didn’t stop them from progressing through the plot. Based on the current situation, the Zhao residence had encountered some evil; their next task would surely be to resolve the malevolent entity here.

But confusion could make one’s mindset negative, leading to a lack of a sense of security.

Li Xianzong said calmly,

“In such a situation, there are only two possibilities. One, the Yin-Yang Town instance has a hidden quest. Two, there are extra rewards for deciphering the story line, increasing the gains.

“But it will certainly come with increased difficulty. For an average team, it’s best to just follow the main plot.”

The gaunt middle-aged man asked, “How about we try to uncover the hidden story?”

Li Xianzong thought for a moment and said, “We can, but not now.”

“What do you mean?” the young man missing his left ear asked.

“From the information on the blacksmith Wang, we can deduce that each character has a corresponding ‘story.’ Even if we collect all the information, we can’t fully decipher it because the other half of the information is with the Lawful camp,” Li Xianzong said, his thoughts clear.

“Yin-Yang Town is a symmetrical instance; half the content is on our side, half on theirs. To decipher the hidden story, we’ll probably have to wait for the final battle.

“At least that’s the case on our side. As for the Lawful camp, I don’t know if they can decipher it independently.”

The gaunt middle-aged man licked his lips and said, “I can’t wait. I wonder if there are any pretty gals in the Lawful camp.”

The others were more concerned about whether there were any strong players like Li Xianzong among the Lawful camp travelers.

They didn’t linger. Passing through the inner courtyard, they arrived at the door of the inner hall.

Li Xianzong stopped outside the door. Just as he was about to push it open, his outstretched hand suddenly froze.

From the crack in the door came a low muttering: “No one can take my treasures, no one can take my treasures…”

The captain behind him looked as if facing a great threat. The gaunt middle-aged man lowered his voice and said, “It’s inside.”

Li Xianzong took a deep breath and pushed open the inner hall door with force.

As the wooden door swung open, everyone saw the scene inside the inner hall and wore expressions of astonishment.

Inside the spacious hall was a towering mountain of gold, piled high with gold, silks, coins, paintings, calligraphy, porcelain, and other valuables.

Beside the golden mountain knelt a fat figure in the robe of a wealthy official, ignoring the uninvited guests behind him, his mouth repeating the earlier muttering.

“Huff, huff…”

Li Xianzong heard heavy breathing—breathing coming from behind him.

His five companions stared fixedly at the golden mountain, greed evident in their eyes, and silently increased the distance between themselves, beginning to eye each other warily.

They all wanted the treasures, but none wanted their companions to get them.

Seeing this, Li Xianzong’s heart suddenly sank.

These fools are being beguiled…

This golden mountain contained a bewitching power. He could remain calm because he himself was a beguilement demon with a certain immunity.

With the dangerously unknown Zhao Yuanwai ahead and companions on the verge of infighting behind, one wrong move and they might face a total wipeout.

At that moment, the Zhao Yuanwai before the golden mountain turned his head. It was a severely decomposed face, crawling with maggots, eye sockets empty with eyeballs dangling down his cheeks.

“Hungry, so hungry…”

Zhao Yuanwai opened his mouth wide, the corners splitting to his ears, and roared, “I will eat your hearts and livers!”

…

The queen was startled and nearly jumped. She quickly turned her head, and sure enough, on her shoulder lay a baby with dark green skin and eerie white pupils.

“I… I can actually see a vengeful spirit? Am I already so weakened…”

The queen’s face grew even paler.

She was a member of an official organization, with much greater knowledge than wild spirit travelers. She knew that to see spirits without a special job or skill, one must be physically weak and have diminished yang energy.

Guan Ya said in a deep voice, “Don’t move!”

She reached into the air and pulled out a rifle about 1.2 meters long, painted with golden patterns. The craftsmanship of this rifle was from the last century, both ornate and antique.

Guan Ya hefted the rifle, pressed the stock against her shoulder, spread her long legs, planted her soles firmly on the ground, aimed at the dark green baby on the queen’s shoulder, and pulled the trigger.

“Bang!”

The powerful recoil pushed Guan Ya’s right shoulder back.

The high-speed spinning bullet pierced the infant spirit’s head, punching a deep hole and cracks in the wall behind.

The baby tumbled from the queen’s shoulder, writhing on the ground, having suffered no light injury.

It was wounded by the evil-breaking effect added to the bullet. This rifle was a high-level tool for the Scout job; its only function was physical lethality.

The Scout job, at high levels, grants a clear and pure heart that can see through illusions and break evil.

"Treating the symptoms won't cure the root cause. To handle vengeful spirits, we still need a Night Wanderer..."

Guanya racked the slide, ejecting the spent shell, and lowered the barrel to aim at the vengeful spirit once more.

Just then, the infant spirit on the ground let out a sharp, shrill cry, each sob dripping with malice.

The next moment, wails echoed from all directions as deep green-and-black infant spirits crawled out one after another from the river, the alleys, and the roofs of the street-facing houses.

Soon, Guanya and the Queen were completely surrounded.

"This is bad. Where did so many infant spirits come from?" The Queen swept her gaze across the area, counting seven or eight vicious infant spirits.

"Isn't it obvious?" Guanya kept her barrel low, standing ready for combat. "We triggered Widow Xu's storyline. This is clearly related to her."

"Are you saying these infant spirits are hers?" The Queen was taken aback, thinking that this sounded rather far-fetched.

At that moment, an infant spirit launched a sneak attack from the flank, crawling rapidly toward Guanya.

The veteran driver pivoted and fired; the stone slab cracked as stone fragments sprayed everywhere, sending the infant spirit into a wretched shriek.

The Queen unclipped the hoop from her earlobe and hurled it at another infant spirit. The hoop transformed into a ring of water, attempting to bind the creature, but it failed.

Water was a physical element and could not trap a formless spiritual body.

"It's completely useless." The Queen said anxiously, "We still need Yuanshi Tianzun to get here. He's a Night Wanderer; resolving these vengeful spirits would be a walk in the park for him."

The strength of such powerful and terrifying vengeful spirits had already reached the level of a primary spirit servant. They were impossible to encounter in the real world, and furthermore, the real world had Night Wanderer colleagues and official teammates. Facing a vengeful spirit of this level would be troublesome at most, not fatal.

Encountering them in a dungeon, however, was highly problematic.

Guanya calmly racked the slide, ejecting the spent shell, and spoke as she did so:

"Yuanshi won't be coming. If his enemy were a vengeful spirit, he would have resolved it by now and rushed over to reinforce us. But he hasn't, which means the enemy he encountered is not a vengeful spirit, and he can barely fend for himself. These vengeful spirits are targeting just the two of us."

As she spoke, she fired another shot to force back an infant spirit.

"Why?" The Queen realized she could only watch from the sidelines, acting as a mere commentator.

Guanya pondered for a moment, then said, "Probably because the two of us are beautiful."

"Huh?" The Queen looked utterly bewildered.

"Haven't you noticed? The condition to trigger Widow Xu's storyline was separating the men from the women. We have already entered the storyline, yet what we see isn't Widow Xu, but this pack of infant spirits. This is most likely arranged by Widow Xu to kill us. As for her, she should be dealing with the men in the team."

Despite being trapped in danger, Guanya's mind remained perfectly clear:

"Where would a widow get so many infant spirits? Left behind by her husband before he died? Unless she's a sow that births eight at a time. Connecting this with the fact that Widow Xu only sees men, Yuanshi probably guessed wrong. The one who cursed Mother Wang's son wasn't Widow Xu. How could a wanton woman harbor resentment over losing her virtue? Facing a lecher, she should be so happy that her legs wouldn't shut."

"What kind of time is it for you to be making dirty jokes?" The Queen understood her meaning and said angrily, "You mean the men in the team are likely fooling around with that wanton woman right now? Men really can't be trusted. What should we do now?"

"We can only wait for Yuanshi to come save us. Let's trust him, even though he is a pervert." Guanya fired another shot.

The eight infant spirits were like hunting hyenas, circling their prey and ready to spring.

At that moment, the Queen whispered, "Guanya, there's another infant spirit behind you."

Guanya was startled and whirled around abruptly.

By the riverbank beside them, a plump, cute infant spirit was lying down, its head poked into the water, sticking its little bottom out toward them.

Compared to the green-black, fierce, and frenzied infant spirits, the aura on this little baby was much purer; at least Guanya could not see any malice.

When did it get behind me, and what is it looking for in the water? Guanya instinctively turned her barrel, aiming at the small infant spirit by the river.

A green-black infant spirit seized the opportunity, flailing its four limbs as it crawled over at lightning speed, locking onto Guanya's calf.

A freezing chill instantly flooded her entire body. Guanya felt her spiritual essence draining rapidly. Her heart sank as she lowered her barrel and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullet struck the infant spirit, shattering the stone slab before ricocheting into Guanya's calf, instantly tearing open the flesh to reveal an exaggerated, bone-deep wound.

This gun really has made me unlucky... Guanya led the Queen as she staggered back toward the river.

"How are you?" The Queen's face changed slightly.

"Not great." Guanya ignored the constantly bleeding wound and said, "If that kid Yuanshi doesn't arrive within five minutes, we're as good as dead."

...

To think there could be such enticing beauty in the world, such a gorgeous woman.

This was the sole thought remaining in the minds of the four men present.

A subtle fragrance drifted through the air. The woman by the window was draped in sheer silk, her curvaceous body partially visible. She turned her head and smiled, as radiant as peaches and plums, and spoke softly:

"Dear gentlemen, this servant has been widowed for many years, and the inner chambers are lonely. Could I beg for your pity, to leave behind a child or two?"

The men's breathing grew increasingly heavy, and Huode Xingjun muttered, "Alright, alright..."

Though his mouth agreed, his heels did not move; his legs trembled slightly as he exerted every ounce of effort to control the urge to step forward.

The hesitant, quiet Wood Nymph youth showed a look of struggle, but ultimately, the clarity in his eyes was replaced bit by bit by desire.

Li Chunfeng muttered under his breath, "Bloated corpse, bloated corpse..."

Yet his eyes remained glued to Xu Xiu'er, the desire in his gaze burning hotter and hotter, scorching his rationality.

Zhang Yuanqing's throat felt dry as bone, and his desire surged like a tempest. He wished for nothing more than to embrace the beauty by the window and vent his energy recklessly.

But his last remaining shred of sanity fought back desperately.

I can't go. The hidden quest is to resist temptation... Appetite and lust are human nature; how could I pass up such a moving woman? It doesn't matter if I skip the hidden quest... I've been charmed, I need to transfer this desire to the Little Idiot quickly...

Guanya and the Queen are still outside, trapped in danger. I have to save them... Why save them? They won't sleep with me anyway... Wake up, this trial is absolutely not as simple as lust. The price of sleeping with her might well be a total team wipe... To die under a peony flower is to be a romantic ghost; as long as I can have her, dying is worth it...

Sanity was like a small skiff, tossing and turning in the ocean of desire, occasionally swallowed up, occasionally surfacing stubbornly.

What little rationality he had left was entirely consumed by this internal mental conflict, making it difficult to execute any practical countermeasure.

All four men were using their own methods, doing everything they could to battle their lust.

Xu Xiu'er glanced at the men who stood frozen in their tracks and sighed softly. She rose from the dressing table, her lotus steps elegant, and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

Throughout this process, the gaze of Zhang Yuanqing and the others never wavered from that lively, alluring body.

Xu Xiu'er's eyes rippled with warmth, tender and moving. Pressing her red lips together, she whispered, "What are you gentlemen still waiting for? Could it be that you disdain this servant's willow-like, unworthy form, finding it unfit for your eyes?"

As she spoke, she raised her delicate hand, gently lifting the sheer silk from her snow-white, fragrant shoulder, letting it slide down her fair, smooth, exquisite body.

Springtime radiance was entirely exposed.

"Gulp..."

Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva, unable to tell if it belonged to a teammate or himself.

His last shred of sanity was completely submerged. With bloodshot eyes, he lunged at Xu Xiu'er, pinning her down onto the soft, carved canopy bed.

And behind him were his companions, their eyes equally bloodshot.

The men had transformed into frenzied beasts of desire, stripped of all rationality. Instinctual urges governed their bodies as they stripped off their clothes, pants, and shoes, scattering them piece by piece across the floor.

Zhang Yuanqing tore off his T-shirt, his mind completely overwhelmed. His gaze swept greedily across Xu Xiu'er's beautiful body. Just as he was about to get down to business, his eyes caught sight of those round, plump buttocks, and an uncontrollable, involuntary thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

With such a beautiful ass, why doesn't she have a pig's tail?

The moment this thought surfaced, a strange sense of disdain arose within his heart. He suddenly felt that the woman on the bed did not fit his aesthetic criteria at all. A person cannot, or at least, should not, feel aroused by a woman who doesn't have a pig's tail...

The surging waves of lust instantly subsided, his rationality resurfaced, and Zhang Yuanqing snapped awake.

Xu Xiu'er's breath was rapid, her cheeks flushed. She extended her lotus-like arms and embraced him, saying impatiently, "Husband, hurry..."

Zhang Yuanqing, who had barely regained his reason, gradually began to sink again.

At this moment, Huode Xingjun had already stripped himself naked and was pushing Zhang Yuanqing impatiently, like a beast competing for mating rights.

Zhang Yuanqing let himself fall to one side, trying to transfer his "lust" to Xiao Doubi, but he failed. It was as if a hazy veil separated him and Xiao Doubi.

"Is it because I am inside the story (the house), while he is outside?" Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned to the Demon-subduing Club. This item possessed purification and demon-breaking effects, but he was unsure if it was effective against desire.

The sharp triangular spike of the Demon-subduing Club pierced into his thigh, drawing large amounts of essence and blood, erupting with pure and brilliant golden light.

The combined effects of demon-breaking and purification dispelled the temptation that muddled the mind; reason took the high ground.

Yet the desire did not completely vanish, because in essence it was not an "external thing"; the purification and demon-breaking of the club could not turn a person into a monk with a heart as calm as still water.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

With a swift hand, Zhang Yuanqing knocked out three teammates, preventing them from falling into the abyss.

After dealing with the frenzied teammates, Zhang Yuanqing waited quietly for a moment, but did not receive a notification for completing the hidden quest.

Sensing something amiss, Xu Xiu'er opened her eyes. Now, the flush on her cheeks was even more pronounced; her snow-white skin was tinted red, and her eyes glistened with moisture.

Her red lips parted, and she spoke in a sweet, cloying voice:

"Hus- husband, give me..."

"Eh, the notification for the hidden quest hasn't popped up. Why? I've clearly already broken free from the temptation of beauty..." Zhang Yuanqing frowned inwardly.

The hidden quest hadn't triggered; there must be a reason. He planned to further explore the storyline.

After a few seconds of deliberation, Zhang Yuanqing averted his eyes from Xu Xiu'er's alluring figure and, suppressing the faint desire within him, said:

"Widow Xu, let's have a chat."

Upon hearing the word "widow", the desire in Xu Xiu'er's eyes receded slightly, but was quickly replaced by surging lust. She replied softly:

"Husband, wh- what do you want to ask... Please, be kind and give it to me~"

"Answer my questions, and I'll satisfy you." Zhang Yuanqing made an empty promise and asked:

"Do you know Widow Wang's son?"

Xu Xiu'er giggled coyly, "I know him, he is my lover~"

"Huh? What?" This answer made Zhang Yuanqing freeze; he hadn't expected them to be in such a relationship, which didn't match Widow Wang's animosity towards her.

"Why was he cursed? And why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing asked further.

Xu Xiu'er fell silent and did not answer.

After a tense standoff, a tempting moan escaped her lips; she yielded helplessly and said:

"It was that woman... Husband, don't toy with me. Be good and cherish me."

Zhang Yuanqing remained unmoved and said, "Who is she?"

Suddenly, a vicious and hateful glare erupted from Xu Xiu'er's moist eyes. She ground her teeth and said:

"The descendant of the Yin-Yang Recluse, the actual controller of Yin-Yang Town."

"Why did she curse Widow Wang's son?"

Xu Xiu'er fell silent again. Grabbing Zhang Yuanqing's pants, she begged, "Husband, I'm in so much pain. Please be kind and give it to me quickly..."

The Demon-subduing Club had purified the temptation from this woman, but aside from that terrifying allure, a woman with a charming face and graceful figure begging to be bedded—as a normal man, it was impossible to have no thoughts.

"Trying to outlast me? The club's effect only lasts a few minutes. At worst, I'll stab myself a few times..." Zhang Yuanqing forced himself not to look at her body, his face expressionless.

Seeing that she could no longer seduce him, Xu Xiu'er yielded and said in a mournful voice:

"I was born beautiful, yet was married off to a sickly man. A few years into marriage, that sick wretch died. Those years I was alone, at the mercy of others, enduring scorn and bullying.

"Widow Wang's son was a rogue in town, loafing around all day. One night, he sneaked into my house and, and violated me.

"A weak woman like me could not resist. And having lived alone for many years, after a while, I, I began an affair with him.

"But gradually, as time passed, that heartless man grew tired of me and talked about her all day long..."

Xu Xiu'er ground her teeth, tears streaming down, and said, "That rogue doesn't even look at what he is. She is a descendant of the Yin-Yang Recluse, knows some magic, and the townspeople love, respect, and revere her as a deity. How could that rogue ever have her?"

Although she spoke words of praise, jealousy surged like a tide in her eyes.

"One day, that rogue came to me again and gave me a bottle of medicine, telling me to put it secretly in her tea. She was of similar age to me, and we had been childhood playmates, so it wasn't difficult for me to get close to her."

"I was afraid at first, but the rogue said he had already secretly consulted Squire Zhao and that everything would be resolved properly, so she wouldn't dare to retaliate."

"So you drugged her?" Zhang Yuanqing squinted.

"Yes!" Xu Xiu'er did not deny it. The hatred and jealousy surged again as she ground her teeth, saying:

"After I lost my husband, she came to see me every day to comfort me. But the more she pitied me, the more I hated her. My looks are no worse than hers; why is my fate so miserable? Widowed at twenty, bullied by a rogue, while she was born noble and beloved by the townspeople.

"Why? Why should she remain untouched by the muddle, so pure and clean? I want her to be like me, toyed with by a rogue and scorned by everyone."

"And then?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Later..." Xu Xiu'er chuckled. "Later I never saw her again. That stinking man said she was dead. Good riddance, good riddance."

So that's it. The curse on the two of them made sense, and it was understandable why Widow Wang hated Xu Xiu'er so much. What fault is there in a son's lust? It's all the widow's fault; she seduced her son, causing him to become a half-human, half-cat monster. This fits a mother's perspective.

But if Xu Xiu'er wasn't a witch doctor, then who set up the arrangements in Widow Wang's house?

Widow Wang's son was in league with Squire Zhao, and Squire Zhao had hired a sorcerer... What roles did Squire Zhao, Wang the blacksmith, and the sorcerer play in this matter?

Truly vicious, losing one's conscience out of jealousy... Zhang Yuanqing looked down at the seductive woman, feeling not a shred of desire in his heart.

At the same time, he heard a spirit realm notification sound in his mind:

"[Ding! You have triggered the hidden quest — Unquenchable Flame of Lust (2/3)]"

"[Unquenchable Flame of Lust: Jealousy and desire have made her fall into a dark demon, committing unforgivable sins. Never let her seduce you, or you will fall into the abyss.]"

"[Note: I want her to sink into lust and become a whore for anyone.]"

"[Quest Item: A fragment of jade]"

So that's it; only by completely resisting her beauty could I gain recognition. In this, the Demon-subduing Club couldn't help me... Zhang Yuanqing checked his inventory; the two jade fragments had combined into a complete jade pendant.

The items for the hidden quest had been collected, but the quest progress still lacked one.

Xu Xiu'er laughed hysterically for a moment, then lust surged again. Rubbing her legs, she clutched Zhang Yuanqing's pants and begged:

"Husband, I can't take it anymore. Please be kind, please be kind..."

This is her curse on you! Zhang Yuanqing said, "One last question: before we came, did a fat man come up here?"

Xu Xiu'er hesitated, then looked down at the bottom of the bed.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately bent down and indeed saw Chi Ou under the bed.

Under the bed was an emaciated body with gaunt cheeks, like a famine victim who hadn't had enough to eat for years.

Zhang Yuanqing dragged him out, examined him carefully, and sighed with relief. The little fatty had turned into a skinny rod; his breath was very weak, but there was still breath; he wasn't dead.

Xu Xiu'er sneered, "Useless man, just a few thrusts on me and he was done."

... Zhang Yuanqing silently apologized to the guy in his heart.

Earlier, he had sent Chi Ou to scout ahead because, on one hand, earth monsters had high endurance and strong defense; on the other hand, the Demon Lord had passed the stage by succumbing to beauty, indicating that this stage's danger level should be lower than the Widow Wang stage.

Indeed, it was true; Eating Lotus Root had not died.

But now it seemed that his judgment had been wrong; he had underestimated the Demon Lord and overestimated Eating Lotus Root.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the chubby one might have died from exhaustion.

Zhang Yuanqing bent down, grabbed his teammates by their ankles, and threw them out the window one by one.

“Husband, don’t go, don’t go...”

Xu Xiu'er rolled off the bed and scrambled after him.

It was evident that she was in agony, a pain only a man could soothe.

“Stay here and continue to suffer the curse.”

He did not spare another glance at Xu Xiu'er's body, planted his hands on the window sill, and leaped down.

Xu Xiu'er's scream echoed behind him.

“What happened to me?” Fire Virtue Star Army woke up dazedly, rubbing his nape, saying, “My whole body aches, I feel like I’ve been beaten up.”

Lili Yuanshangcao and Li Chunfeng then woke up, groaning softly.

After a few seconds of stupor, the three gradually regained memories from before they fainted, looked around in astonishment, and failed to understand what had happened.

Zhang Yuanqing said, “Widow Xu’s storyline is over.”

Meeting their bewildered looks, he briefly explained what had happened, with deep regret:

“You three useless fools, haven’t you seen a woman before? A mere widow left you completely enchanted.”

The three, Fire Virtue Star Army, showed guilty expressions.

“How did you manage that?” Li Chunfeng asked, grateful yet somewhat surprised.

As long as one's fetish is too perverse, women cannot tempt them... Zhang Yuanqing did not know whether to be delighted or distressed, saying flatly, “I have my own ways.”

At this moment, Fire Virtue Star Army stared at the emaciated Eating Lotus Root, saying, “Who is this?”

“Eating Lotus Root,” Zhang Yuanqing said.

Li Chunfeng and Lili Yuanshangcao were greatly shocked, simultaneously lowering their heads to examine Eating Lotus Root, asking in astonishment, “How did he end up like this?”

“This is what happens when you are seduced by beauty,” Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and sighed.

This... looking at the unconscious Eating Lotus Root, the three fell into silence.

They finally realized that they had just truly walked through the gates of hell.

If it weren’t for Yuan Shi Tian Zun resisting the temptation and taking us away, we would have ended up like Eating Lotus Root. Truly worthy of being a genius who has consecutively cleared S-rank levels; having such a teammate is indeed reassuring... Li Chunfeng sincerely expressed.

Fire Virtue Star Army and Lili Yuanshangcao looked at Zhang Yuanqing with gratitude.

“It’s time to find Guan Ya and the Queen.”

Zhang Yuanqing closed his eyes, calmed his emotions, and sensed the location of Little Dipshit.

...