Chapter 88 The Cat Goes Deep Into the Dungeon

After some detailed deductions, they made a plan to take action tonight and catch Qingmumen off guard.

Bai Qingchen first set a coordinate far away from the camp, and then threw the jade talisman to the three people.

Before leaving, Bai Qingchen looked at Mo Li, who was still pursing his lips and his eyes were full of worry. He gave him a comforting smile and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, Mo Li, I will be back soon."

As night fell, the moon hanging in the sky was exceptionally large and bright, hence the name Moon City.

The cold moonlight filled the empty streets, adding a sense of desolation.

Bai Qingchen found a secluded corner outside Yuelun City, and with a flash of his body, he transformed into a snow-white kitten.

He looked down at the inconspicuous dog hole at the base of the city wall and struggled for a moment.

In the end, the urgency of saving lives overwhelmed his unnecessary reserve, and he nimbly slipped into the blockaded city.

The cat form was an excellent cover in the night. He scurried along the shadows, his paw pads making no sound as they touched the ground.

According to Yu Anyang's description and the map instructions given by Fu Jue, he headed towards the City Lord's Mansion with a clear goal.

The guards outside the City Lord's Mansion were not particularly strict. Perhaps the people from Qingmu Gate were too confident in their strength and thought that no one would dare to sneak in at night.

Bai Qingchen found a low wall and jumped in easily.

The mansion was also quiet, but not empty.

When passing by a corridor, he keenly heard the muffled voices and immediately hid in the shadows of the flowers and trees under the corridor, holding his breath and concentrating.

Three disciples wearing Qingmu Sect uniforms were slacking off together.

The taller one among them took out a small object from his bosom in a mysterious manner, which glowed an ominous blood-red in the moonlight.

"See it!" the man said with a boastful tone.

Bai Qingchen's pupils shrank slightly and he stared at the thing closely.

The color and the faint energy fluctuations made him feel a sense of familiarity. It was very similar to the blood-colored crystal that fell out of Gu Xuan's arms.

"It's a reward from the higher-ups." The tall man said proudly.

The slightly fat disciple of Qingmu Sect nearby showed envy in his eyes. He reached out to take a closer look, but the tall man dodged him.

He could only retract his hand and rub it, saying, "You are so lucky, I will be rewarded with a blood crystal someday."

The tall man snorted, "I've caught far more people than you, so I deserve the reward. You guys are so slow, it's good enough if you can just get some scraps."

Another person sighed and said, "Alas, what's the point of catching more? The blood crystals you refine still have to be handed over."

"We'd be lucky if we could get one or two to improve our cultivation. I heard this batch of goods is of good quality. I wonder how much we can get in the end."

The tall man carefully put the blood crystal back into his arms: "No matter how much it is, it has nothing to do with us minions anyway. I wonder how many blood crystals the two people from the Medicine King Valley who were captured a few days ago can refine."

"Although our Qingmu Sect is officially a subsidiary sect of Yaowang Valley, their disciples were still captured and imprisoned by us. If you ask me, Yaowang Valley is no better than this."

The fat man echoed, "That's right. When our Qingmu Sect becomes powerful, we will be the first to crush Yaowang Valley under our feet!"

The three of them laughed maliciously, chatted a little about the gossip of Medicine King Valley, and then staggered away.

The white cat appeared quietly from the shadows, its ice-blue eyes filled with solemnity.

Blood crystal, arresting people, refining, these words put together point to a heart-pounding conspiracy. Those captured civilians were probably refined into this red crystal.

Aoki clan, what is they plotting behind the scenes?

He did not delay any longer and continued to follow the markings on Fu Jue's map, sneaking towards a remote abandoned courtyard in the mansion.

Fu Jue said that few people find this place, so it is suitable for setting teleportation coordinates.

Bai Qingchen avoided several patrolling guards along the way and arrived at his destination safely.

The courtyard is deserted and indeed secluded.

He transformed back into human form and quickly took out the materials from the storage bag. With spiritual power flowing through his fingertips, he drew the coordinates of the short-distance teleportation array on the ground.

This place is only two courtyards away from the backyard dungeon, making it an ideal rendezvous point.

The drawing was completed, a white light flashed slightly, and the coordinates were stable. He immediately activated the teleportation talisman that had already been given to Yu Anyang and the others.

A moment later, the space in the courtyard fluctuated slightly, and three figures suddenly appeared.

When the three of them first appeared in a strange place, their faces were still tense and alert. Only after they saw the surrounding environment and Bai Qingchen was safe and sound did they obviously breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Bai, I'm glad you're okay." Yu Anyang whispered.

"Well, everything went well. We are now in the northwest corner of the City Lord's Mansion, in this abandoned courtyard." Bai Qingchen said concisely.

"The dungeon is in the backyard. It's not far away, but you need to be extremely careful on the way."

Time was running out, and the four of them looked at each other and said no more.

According to the previous plan, they needed to take action during the guard change.

Zhu Yan and Hua Bu Ran were the first to quietly move to the periphery, responsible for guarding the surroundings and creating chaos to attract attention when necessary.

Bai Qingchen and Yu Anyang, under the cover of night and the concealment talisman, moved towards the dungeon entrance.

The entrance to the dungeon was hidden behind a rockery and was guarded by ten disciples.

After waiting for a while, another team of patrolling disciples took over the shift. Taking advantage of the moment when the two teams' attention was diverted, Bai Qingchen and Yu Anyang quickly slipped into the stairs leading down to the dungeon entrance.

The inside of the dungeon was cold and damp, filled with a musty smell and a faint odor of blood. The passages were intricate and the light from the oil lamps hanging on the walls was dim and flickering.

"The dungeon is large, so it will be more efficient if we search separately." Bai Qingchen whispered and handed Yu Anyang some self-defense talismans.

"Be careful. If anything goes wrong, protect your own safety first."

Yu Anyang took the talisman and nodded heavily: "Mr. Bai, you should be careful too." After that, he cautiously explored a passage on the left.

Bai Qingchen chose the right passage. He had not walked far when he heard the sound of rolling wheels and faint scolding coming from the front.

He immediately dodged and hid in the shadow of a fork in the road.

I saw several disciples of Qingmu Sect pushing carts piled with things and covered with black cloth, cursing and walking deeper into the dungeon.

The raised shape under the black cloth vaguely resembles a human figure.

Bai Qingchen's heart trembled, and without hesitation he turned into a white cat again and followed quietly.

The cart twisted and turned in the complex underground passage. The deeper it went, the heavier the air became and the stronger the smell of blood became.

Changes began to appear on the surrounding walls. They were no longer rough bluestone, but had taken on a dark red color. Painted on them were some twisted vein-like lines, which were slightly undulating and exuded an evil aura.

Finally they entered an unusually open underground space.

Bai Qingchen hid in the shadow of the corner, and the scene in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly.