Murong Fu raised his hand and dispelled the temporary formation.

Then, he embraced Youji and Biyao with both arms and jumped into the endless abyss.

Sensing something was wrong, Youji finally regained her senses and cried out, "You're insane! This is the Abyss of the Dead! Without a direction, you'll be lost forever!"

Murong Fu lowered his head to meet her gaze and said, "Then my dear Miss Youji will lead the way for me."

Youji felt resistance in her heart and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then she thought that she was already Murong Fu's woman, and a married woman should obey her husband...

"This is a map!"

Youji sighed deeply and took out a jade slip, handing it to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu scanned the jade slip with his divine sense; it was just a very rough map, recording a few key locations.

The Dripping Blood Cave, the Heartless Sea, and the escape route.

Most of the area is unknown.

Murong Fu chuckled softly, lowered his head and took a small bite of You Ji's pink lips, "This is your reward."

Yu Ji's fair face flushed red; she would rather not have such a reward!

Suddenly, Biyao said softly, "I want one too."

Murong Fu was always happy to help others, so he naturally granted her request.

Youji was stunned. Could it be that the young lady had already been subdued by this villain?

Before she could think it through, she was pulled into a hug again, her body leaping forward.

Youji was unable to think clearly at all, and her body was suffering every moment.

Her gaze swept to the side, and she saw that Biyao's pretty face was full of daze and intoxication.

The young lady is absolutely smitten!

However, we can't blame the young lady for this. After all, she's young, in the prime of her life, and easily swayed by temptations.

It's all the fault of those hateful thieves!

Not long after.

The three found themselves in a dark cave, where it was pitch black.

Even the divine consciousness cannot leave the body.

Snap... Snap...

There is a very light dripping sound.

It was the Dripping Blood Cave.

It wasn't water dripping, but blood.

Murong Fu took out the Earth Spirit Pearl, which emitted a dim yellow light.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Startled by the light, countless vampire bats screamed and attacked.

However, Murong Fu was surrounded by an earthen-yellow shield. The vampire bats, like moths to a flame, crashed into the shield and shattered.

With sharp eyes, Youji said, "These are not ordinary vampire bats, they are undead! When vampire bats die, their resentment and death energy condense to form undead."

Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and made a hand seal: "Palm Thunder!"

With a single palm strike, thunder roared forth.

It's like adding cold water to a pot of oil; it boils and explodes instantly.

Youji stared at him in surprise, somewhat astonished that this thief seemed to know all kinds of magic.

But then she thought again, the thief wasn't in the Foundation Establishment stage; he was clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing, pretending to be weak, and might even be an old man several hundred years old.

Furthermore, the thief might not even be from the Qingyun Sect; he could very well be a member of the Demonic Sect who infiltrated the Qingyun Sect.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

Youji thought she had seen through everything, her eyes became clear, and her expression became playful.

In no time.

The numerous vampire bats vanished completely.

Murong Fu embraced the two women and continued deeper into the cave.

"The Blood-Dripping Cave was built by the Black-Hearted Old Man, the head of the Blood Refining Hall a thousand years ago. Back then, he used the Bloodthirsty Bead to stir up a wave across the entire Divine Continent, slaughtering both the righteous and the demonic paths."

Youji slowly began to speak, introducing that little-known history, "And because of this, the Black-Hearted Old Man was besieged and exterminated by both the righteous and the demonic forces."

"He took the lives of more than a dozen Nascent Soul experts with him when he died."

At this point, You Ji's expression showed a mixture of admiration and mockery.

Such extraordinary power, yet it incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people, leading to its own destruction—a truly tragic and lamentable end.

Biyao suddenly asked, "Aunt You, did the Black-Hearted Old Man go mad from practicing demonic arts? How could he do something so unwise?"

You Ji shrugged and shook her head, saying, "Who knows? Maybe she's gone mad, maybe she thinks she's invincible, or maybe she wants to use this to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"The Nascent Soul Realm..."

Biyao was momentarily lost in thought.

Reaching the Nascent Soul stage is the pursuit of all cultivators. Ascending to the Immortal Realm and gaining endless life—who wouldn't want that?

"Legend has it that the Dripping Blood Cave is the treasure trove of the Black-Hearted Old Man, containing his legacy from his lifetime." Youji paused, then continued, "But unfortunately, there's nothing inside."

Clearly, this wasn't Youji's first time here, but each time she had returned empty-handed.

As they were talking.

We have reached the end of the Dripping Blood Cave.

A drop of bright red blood dripped from the stalactite and fell into the blood-red pool below, making a "plop" sound.

This is the origin of the Dripping Blood Cave.

Youji said, "Murong Fu, if you can unravel the secret of the Dripping Blood Cave, you may reap great rewards."

Murong Fu smiled without saying a word, raised his hand, and his palm suddenly transformed into a dragon claw.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Both Youji and Biyao were stunned.

"Dragon God Technique!"

Murong Fu casually explained, his body transforming into a dragon, crashing into the rock wall at the end.

Rumble!

The earth shook violently, and countless rocks tumbled and rolled.

The rock wall was then breached, creating a large hole.

Murong Fu grabbed You Ji and Bi Yao with his dragon claws and disappeared into the cave entrance.

And at this moment.

Mount Wanfu trembled violently, and many caves collapsed with a roar.

The righteous disciples were terrified.

"Oh no! This mountain is about to collapse, we have to get out of here!" Faxiang took the lead, wearing a kasaya, and flew out of the cave.

Some pebbles rolled down, but they were all blocked by his robe.

The others followed closely behind, quickly leaving the Ten Thousand Bats Cave.