Chapter 126 Trapped

The interior of the space was opulent, with walls adorned with numerous jewels and the floor covered in chests. A young boy sat atop a large chest, and upon seeing Han Wei fall in, he smiled and greeted her.

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

A handsome young man in white robes with golden eyes sat on a box, one leg propped up. In one hand, he held a jade-green ruler, which he was playing with. The ruler was covered with many profound runes, surrounded by a faint green light.

"Yan Ci!" Han Wei exclaimed in surprise.

Han Wei looked at him, then at the surroundings. Besides him, there was no one else in the space. Did he pull her down? It didn't seem like it!

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what are you doing here?" Han Wei asked.

Yan Ci jumped down from the box and said, "I don't know either. I just ended up here without knowing anything and now I'm stuck here and can't get out."

He looked sullen as he spoke.

Many boxes were piled on the ground, each with a powerful protective barrier. Judging from the strength of these barriers, the contents inside must be very valuable. Han Wei glanced at them, then looked away and asked Yan Ci:

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Yan was also pulled down by a gravitational force and then inexplicably fell here?" Han Wei asked.

Yan Ci nodded: "You too?"

"How long have you been here?" Han Wei asked him.

"It's been about a month now. I've tried so many ways to get out, but I still can't. I don't know what these walls are made of; they're so sturdy."

Yan Ci put away his ruler magic weapon, walked to the wall, stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and suddenly punched out. The fierce fist wind swept through the space. He punched the wall and made a deafening sound, but the wall did not leave a mark.

Han Wei was secretly surprised by this scene. She scanned the wall with her divine sense a few more times but couldn't identify its material. Looking at the wall, she suddenly struck out with her palm. The palm wind was fierce, and she used all her strength, but it left no mark on the wall.

Han Wei withdrew her hand and looked at Yan Ci: "It seems that it is indeed not easy to get out, but if the two of us work together, we will surely come up with a solution."

As she spoke, she looked at the boxes, and after examining each one, she smiled and looked at Yan Ci: "This place should also be a treasure trove. These boxes should all contain things, perhaps even rare treasures."

Yan Ci said angrily, "That's what I thought too, but after trying a few times, I found that they were all empty."

As he spoke, he kicked an empty box, which flew out, smashed against the wall, and shattered.

Han Wei looked down at the ground and saw that three boxes were open and empty.

Han Wei: "..."

Are they all empty?

No way!?

Han Wei scanned the boxes with her divine sense. There were restrictions on them, so she couldn't see what was inside. She walked to a box, tapped it lightly with her finger, and several beams of light flew out from her fingertips and landed on the box. The box emitted a golden light, and Han Wei had removed the restrictions on it.

Seeing how easily Han Wei removed the restrictions on the box, Yan Ci was quite shocked. However, the young man's shock only lasted a moment before he composed himself.

Han Wei opened the box and found that it was indeed empty.

"I told you so." Yan Ci crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly.

Like Lu Qingheng, he had black hair and golden eyes, liked to wear white, and was a handsome young man, but his appearance and temperament were very different from Lu Qingheng's. Unlike Lu Qingheng's slender figure, Yan Ci's face had a bit of baby fat, and his expression always revealed a childlike innocence.

Han Wei glanced at the empty box, then turned to another one beside it. She quickly removed the restrictions on that box as well, but it was still empty. Undeterred, Han Wei went to work on a third one. Yan Ci, seeing this, lazily stretched his arms and legs.

He thought Han Wei would continue to open empty boxes, but to his surprise, the third box contained something. Inside was a spiritual herb radiating a purple glow and emitting a rich medicinal fragrance. Han Wei happily exclaimed, "It's Purple Moon Grass!"

This Purple Moon Grass is the main ingredient for making Purple Mansion Pills. Purple Mansion Pills can help late-stage Mahayana cultivators break through bottlenecks, and they are spiritual pills that many Mahayana cultivators dream of.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ci immediately went to open the other boxes nearby.

His sealing technique was mediocre; unlike Han Wei, he didn't break the seal by force. He pounded the box with his fists, each punch emitting a blinding golden light. Under his powerful punches, the seal on the box was broken, but it was empty inside.

Yan Ci: "..."

He opened an empty box, but Han Wei next to him opened a treasure.

It was a dharma robe, a red robe embroidered with the Vermilion Bird totem, shimmering with a red glow. This was a spirit treasure-level magic weapon, comparable to Han Wei's Five-Colored Celestial Robe. Han Wei held the Vermilion Bird Robe, extremely pleased.

Yan Ci gritted her teeth and violently opened a large box, only to find it empty again.

The child instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, huddled listlessly in the corner, hugging his legs and curling up into a ball, pretending to be a mushroom. His childish appearance amused Han Wei. She found Yan Ci's behavior both funny and endearing, and considering that getting out would require two people working together, she said:

"Fellow Daoist Yan, I'll open all the boxes, and we'll divide the contents equally, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ci immediately jumped up, her eyes lighting up: "Really?"

Han Wei nodded.

She broke the seals one by one and opened each box.

Some of the boxes contained treasures, while others were empty. There were twenty-five boxes containing treasures, for a total of forty-five treasures. These treasures included spiritual items, elixirs, talismans, and rare and precious materials.

After Han Wei and Yan Ci divided the treasures, they began to think about how to get out. Han Wei reached out and touched the wall, asking, "What material is this wall made of?"

"I don't know," Yan Ci said from the side.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, let's try attacking together." Han Wei looked at Yan Ci.

Yan Ci walked to Han Wei's side, and the two of them looked at the wall, throwing punches almost simultaneously. Blue dragon scales appeared on Han Wei's arm, and her fist burst out with a dazzling blue light; Yan Ci's palm turned completely golden, and the phantom of a giant bird's claw appeared beside him.

The two men slammed their full power into the wall, causing the enclosed space to shake violently. Many characters appeared on the ground and walls, but the wall remained completely undamaged, without even a trace.

Han Wei looked at the runic restrictions. The restrictions on the walls and the ground weren't the key; the walls were so sturdy because of their material. But even with her and Yan Ci working together, they hadn't left a single mark. What kind of incredibly hard metal was this?

"Try using the magic weapon again!" Han Wei suggested.