Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Underground
A demon cultivator angrily asked, "Could it be that this brat is deliberately provoking us, knowing that Madam Poison wouldn't dare let her die at this moment?"
The other demon cultivators and even Poison Lady herself thought so at first. She looked at the daring little devil, wondering whether she should teach him a lesson.
However, as Yun Miao devoted himself to eating, the bones in front of him piled up more and more, and the empty wine jars at his feet piled higher and higher. The expressions of Poison Lady and the other demon cultivators began to change.
After an incense stick of time, the demon cultivators looked down at her greasy little mouth in amazement, then looked up at the piles of wine jars and bones, and finally looked down at her still flat abdomen.
"How much has she eaten?"
"Oh my god, how does she eat so much? I feel like she's almost eaten an elephant."
“Not that little!”
"She drank so much flaming wine, it's beyond description... The legendary Kuafu drinking up the Wei River was probably about the same, wasn't it?"
“Not that little!”
"Isn't she trying to take advantage of this opportunity to starve herself to death so she can report her death to the Xuantian Sect?"
"If you had said that before today, I might have laughed at you and said you were crazy, but now... I think it's very likely."
"I don't think it's possible. Look at her belly, it hasn't bloated at all, how could she possibly die from overeating? I suspect this brat is using some strange magic to deliberately eat up all our delicious food and wine so she can take revenge on us."
"Whatever her reason is, tell her to stop eating. I'm getting scared!"
The demon cultivators had already restocked their supplies several times, but the speed at which they could pull the wine and meat from their storage bags couldn't keep up with the speed at which the young woman in green ate. In the end, the demon cultivator carrying the wine and meat, with a grim expression, dumped a small storage bag in front of everyone. "No more."
After all, it was the demon cultivators who had boasted about letting the young woman in green eat as much as she wanted. They were also people with dignity, so no one was willing to say anything to stop her. They could only use their cold, ferocious eyes to scan the young woman's body with their spiritual sense, trying to find any clues that she was deliberately teasing them.
If she really had used some magic to ruin their good food and wine, then they would definitely pull out her tongue, break her hands and feet, and let her understand what it meant to be a demon cultivator!
Unfortunately, no matter how hard those demon cultivators concentrated, they could not detect anything wrong with this green-clothed girl in the Qi Refining Stage.
Knowing something was amiss but unable to find any evidence, the demon cultivators felt deeply frustrated. They could only swallow their anger, sitting aside with sullen faces as they watched the young woman devour the food with relish, while they themselves couldn't even eat a single bite.
Eat, eat, eat! Doesn't Xuantian Sect give its disciples any food? Why are they like starving ghosts?
Fortunately, the girl in green seemed to have heard their discussion and finally stopped eating like a glutton and looked around.
However, just when everyone thought she was finally full and ready to stop, she was seen enthusiastically greeting the girl in black and the boy in yellow beside her.
"Huo Xin, Xiao Bai, why are you just sitting there? It's okay. Look how much I've eaten. If it were poisonous, I would have taken effect long ago. Come on, eat. These barbecued meats and spirit wine can increase your spiritual power. Don't be polite, don't be polite, eat more."
"Come on, Huo Xin, take this big chicken drumstick. Xiaobai, this big chicken wing is for you. Don't be polite to me today. I'll get angry with anyone who is polite!"
The demon cultivators nearby had distorted expressions when they heard this. "Look at what this brat is talking about? This is hers, and she's just pretending to be the host?"
And she's the one who should be polite!
Huo Xin took it silently, hesitant to speak: "Yun Miao, are you okay?"
Tan Xiaobai took a bite of the chicken wing, and then his eyes lit up: "It's really delicious!"
"I'm fine, what could happen?"
Yun Miao felt a little dizzy. She glanced at the system panel and found that it was just a drunken buff. She didn't take it seriously and waved heroically at the demon cultivator next to her.
"We are out of wine and meat. Please bring some more."
Tear!
A demon cultivator with red eyes tore his empty storage bag into pieces.
He was a wine lover, and this storage bag was specifically for him to store wine. However, there were only twelve jars of spirit wine, each costing several thousand spirit stones. He, the host, had only drunk less than two jars, but this wicked guest had drunk them all. He was really furious!
Another burly demon cultivator slammed the ground in anger and stood up: "You little brat... do you think this is a restaurant? Or do you think we are waiters? Do you want another jar of daughter's red wine and two pounds of beef?"
Yun Miao also jumped up from the ground. Although she was already drunk with a flushed face and blurry eyes, and her body was smaller than that of the demon cultivator, her aura was not weaker at all.
"One jar? Who are you looking down on? Bring me another thirty jars of daughter's red wine and three hundred kilograms of beef."
"Three hundred pounds? I might as well just pull a cow over here and let you chew it!"
The burly demon cultivator laughed in anger, turned his head and looked at the Poison Lady, asking for her permission to tear this annoying brat into pieces right now!
Tan Xiaobai and Huo Xin immediately stood up and pulled Yun Miao over.
"The boss didn't mean to provoke you on purpose. She was just drunk. Why are you arguing with a drunk?"
"You just told us to eat and drink as much as we want. Yun Miao just ate a little too much, and you're so petty about it. When did the Demon Cult become so poor?"
Poison Lady looked at the drunkard they were protecting behind them. After getting drunk, the man talked a lot more and his personality became much more lively than before. But she didn't know... if Che Ruojin knew that his apprentice could be so interesting after getting drunk.
But...how did she do it?
Poison Lady's gaze swept across Yun Miao's flat abdomen again.
This kid is not simple.
Poison Lady didn't approve Yun Miao's request for a duel with the sturdy demon cultivator, nor did she approve Yun Miao's request for more food. After all, she had completely eaten up the demon cultivator's storage bag, leaving him with nothing left.
She just asked everyone to behave themselves, as the Embroidery Ghost would be back soon.
Yun Miao didn't think he ate too much. After all, when the player's health bar and mana bar were empty in the game, it was normal for him to stand in one place and "crunch, crunch" and eat a dozen cakes and barbecues to replenish his status.
Seeing that Huo Xin and Tan Xiaobai were in no mood to eat, she angrily ate up the remaining wine and barbecue, barely replenishing two-thirds of the blue bar.
I clearly told her to eat as much as she wanted, but now you complain that she eats too much. What a stingy person.
Boom!
Yun Miao casually threw the last empty wine jar, and it landed steadily on the wine jar tower that was taller than a person.
At the same time, Hua Xiugui and two other demon cultivators jumped out from a rift in the ground in the distance. All three of them were disheveled and their clothes were messy. One of the demon cultivators had injured his right hand, and blood could be vaguely seen dripping on the ground.
Poison Lady walked over and asked them what they had encountered down there, why they had been gone for so long, and why they were in such a mess.
Yun Miao rubbed his dizzy head and looked at the shirtless male demon cultivator with some suspicion.
"Who is this person with tadpoles all over his body? Is he a tadpole spirit?"
Another NPC at the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage.
Huo Xin was helpless: "Yun Miao, you are drunk."
Tan Xiaobai: "Boss, that one is called Hua Xiugui. Those things on his body are probably some kind of text tattooed with special pigments, not tadpoles."
Yun Miao said that she was just a little drunk and it would not affect her talented brain.
Huo Xin: "Then repeat what Xiaobai just said."
Yun Miao pondered for a second, then said with certainty, "Xiao Bai said that man is an old pervert. Those tattoos on his body are erotic pictures tattooed with special pigments, not tadpoles."
Tan Xiaobai was shocked: "That's not what I said!"
Yun Miao frowned: "You said it."
Tan Xiaobai: "I didn't say that!"
Yun Miao: "You said it."
Tan Xiaobai: "I didn't say that!"
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Hua Xiugui, who was reporting the situation underground, grew increasingly distraught, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. "Madam Du, can't I really kill those three chattering fellows?"
Poison Lady smiled: "No."
Flower Embroidered Ghost: "Then kill the one in green clothes."
Poison Lady: “No.”
Hua Xiugui gritted her teeth: "But she called me a tadpole spirit."
Poison Lady: "No, you heard wrong, she just called you an old pervert."
Hua Xiugui: ...This life is unbearable!
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Yun Miao stood at the edge of the rift. When she looked at it before, it was pitch black below the rift, but now, looking inside the collapsed hole at the bottom of the rift, she could see a pale cold light, and there seemed to be many people lying in the shadows inside.
Because the hole was deep underground, too far from the surface, she couldn't see the details inside, so she tried to use her spiritual sense to scan for more details, but she found that after releasing her spiritual sense, she couldn't see anything. The drunken and confused Yun Miao spoke out directly in confusion.
Poison Lady was very interested in her and was about to explain to her, but she heard the black-clothed girl next to her whispering to her about the obscure stone walls that were used in most ancient ruins and the function of this kind of wall.
Generally speaking, places with such obscure stone walls are also equipped with many ancient and complex formations, turning the entire space into a spiritual place that cannot be detected by divine consciousness and has no spiritual energy flowing.
Throughout history, many formation practitioners have tried to study and learn these ancient formations, but because they are all hidden inside the dark stone walls, they cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness, and once destroyed they are difficult to restore, so no one has figured out the reason so far.
This is also one of the terrifying aspects of the ancient ruins. For cultivators, spiritual consciousness is the third eye that senses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Without spiritual consciousness, it is equivalent to losing the most useful eye. They can only see with their naked eyes like ordinary people, and their field of vision is extremely limited.
No one knows what kind of hidden weapons, magic arrays and spells will attack them around the next corner.
However, because the interior of most ancient ruins is a place without any spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy from the outside is blocked from entering, the cultivators inside have no way of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish themselves as they normally would.
Huo Xin was afraid that Yun Miao and Tan Xiaobai would not take it seriously enough, so he explained the dangers to them in detail and warned them in a low voice to be careful in the ancient ruins, otherwise they would die if they were not careful.
Tan Xiaobai immediately nodded seriously to indicate that he had taken note.
Yun Miao took the initiative to hold their hands and said word by word, "I won't let you die."
Huo Xin was stunned for a moment, then slowly returned the handshake, the corners of his lips curled up: "I can't make the same promise as you, I can only promise that as long as I'm alive, I won't let you die before me."
Tan Xiaobai yelled, "No, no, you've already said all the cool words, so what should I say?"
He immediately opened his folding fan and said solemnly, "If we really have to face a desperate situation, I will naturally cover your retreat until the very end. This is how I, as a younger brother, survive!"
"Shut up, you two are not allowed to say such unlucky words."
Yun Miao was so angry that he pulled back his hand and kicked the two men down one by one, then jumped into the rift himself.
At the moment of falling, Huo Xin and Tan Xiaobai both saw the mist in the eyes of the girl in green.
Is it because you are drunk?
Yun Miao/The Boss seems to be a little different from usual.
Poison Lady, who was standing behind the three of them, sneered silently. What a naive promise, it was indeed something only a child would say.
Yun Miao and the other two landed on the ground almost at the same moment. Yun Miao first smelled the turbid air that had not been circulated for many years, and her nose felt itchy. She couldn't help but sneeze, and then she felt an inexplicable chill and dampness, like the sticky water vapor on a rainy day covering her skin and making it impossible for her pores to breathe.
She rubbed her nose and looked up curiously at the space deep underground.
There was a round-faced, rosy-faced statue of a boy and girl standing in each of the four directions. They looked like the cute fat dolls in the New Year pictures. They held a lotus-shaped copper lamp high in their hands, and a bright flame was burning in the lotus lamp.
But the firelight was not the normal orange-red color, but a lifeless pale color. When you get close to it, you can feel a chill coming from it.
There are many murals painted on the walls, showing rolling clouds and swirling mist. A group of immortals stand in the clouds as if waiting for something. Various magnificent pavilions and towers serve as the background of the paintings, looming in the clouds.
At the feet of the crowd were many lifelike "people" with broken hands and feet lying in a mess. They were old and young, male and female, all dressed in elegant clothes, with curved eyebrows and rosy faces looking straight ahead. They looked about 70% similar to the people in the murals.
These "people" were lying on the ground with twisted limbs and covered in wounds, but no blood was flowing out of the wounds. The cross-section of the wounds was as dry as the cross-section of a red rock layer, which looked extremely strange.
Yun Miao habitually used her spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, and the result was just as Huo Xin said, although her spiritual sense could be controlled freely, she could not see anything clearly.
Hua Xiugui, who had come down before, led everyone out this time with ease and familiarity: "Try not to touch these human figurines as you go. They will move if stimulated by the breath of living people."
"These guys have iron bones and strong muscles, and their killing power is comparable to that of a Jindan-stage cultivator. When we first came down, we were blindsided and fell into this group of terracotta warriors, and were almost beaten to death by their random punches."
"Fortunately, I later discovered that the flames from the mermaid oil could suppress them. Once the human-shaped lamps were on, they wouldn't move. So I played with them for a while, but unfortunately, they were just unconscious figurines. They didn't bleed or scream for mercy. It was really boring."
Yun Miao was puzzled: "What are human figurines?"
Huo Xin explained in a low voice that at the end of the ancient times, for some reason, the custom of human sacrifice was prevalent. After the disaster, only one in ten humans survived. Everyone felt that this practice of using humans as sacrifices or burial objects was too barbaric.
Gradually, human figures made of pottery, stone, bronze, and other materials were used to replace human sacrifices. These figures were called figurines. The term "figurines" generally refers to these figures.
However, in ancient times, some monks not only killed people for burial, but also processed human corpses into a special kind of living corpse and placed them in the tomb.
When no one breaks in, they are just obedient burial objects, but once a living person breaks in, they will immediately attack. Therefore, the monks also call this special kind of living corpse "human figurines".
The flower-embroidered ghost walking in front turned back with malice: "You're right, these terracotta warriors, including the human-shaped lantern over there, are all made from living people. They were all innocent mortals in life, but they were transformed into this by the tomb owner here. It's really tragic, don't you think?"
Yun Miao had read countless games and had long guessed the truth about those terracotta warriors, so she was naturally not scared. In her drunken state, she boldly walked to the corner of the wall and took a closer look at the strange human-shaped lamp.
Looking in from the back, you can see that the interior of the pedestrian light has been hollowed out, leaving only the skeleton support, which is filled with greasy mermaid oil. Due to the infiltration of oil, the skeleton has completely turned into jade.
Yun Miao frowned: "It's a bit disgusting."
Tan Xiaobai also leaned over to take a look, and immediately took two steps back feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Why would the owner of this place create these things? Aren't ordinary people the only ones who care about these things after death?"
For monks, death is death. The body and soul disappear, and the soul re-enters the cycle of reincarnation. It is the best ending for relatives and friends to collect the body and build a tomb. Most of them have cenotaphs, and some do not even have a cenotaph.
Huo Xin: "Many ancient ruins are like this. It's probably the prevailing trend back then."
At this moment, Yun Miao suddenly reached out towards the strange human-shaped lamp.
Poison Lady, who was walking behind, looked over suspiciously. She originally wanted to see if Yun Miao was going to do anything, but she saw her take out a large iron cooking spoon from the storage bag and actually dug out the mermaid oil from the human-shaped lamp bit by bit.
The Poison Lady's eyes twitched, and she finally couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?"
She thought Yun Miao would stop after she spoke up, but she saw the young woman in green busying herself with drunken eyes, while she said confidently, "Stealing oil."
Tan Xiaobai felt horrified when he saw the white grease being dug out from Tongnandeng's back.
"Boss, what are you digging this for?"
Yun Miao said in a deep voice: "Because... I am an oil thief."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to think her joke was very funny, so she suddenly chuckled twice and continued to steal oil.
"Mermaid oil is a good thing. One pound is worth a lot of contribution points."
Huo Xin also felt that Yun Miao's behavior was too outrageous. Seeing that the demon cultivators had stopped and were looking at them strangely, her ears turned red. She tried to make Yun Miao understand that these human-shaped lamps were all dead people. No one would want the mermaid oil taken out of the dead's skin. Yun Miao's behavior was also disrespectful to the dead.
Yun Miao, however, had her own reasoning: "It's okay. I'll take their oil and cremate them later. They might even thank me."
Maybe helping these poor corpses find freedom is a hidden quest.
Hua Xiugui leaned against the exit and sneered, "You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to help these ridiculous dead people?"
Yun Miao said seriously, "This is an underground tomb. There are more dead people than living people here. You'd better be careful with your words. Otherwise, you might anger something and it will be bad."
Hua Xiugui laughed heartily. "What? You're not saying there's a ghost here, are you? You're a cultivator after all, not some ignorant mortal. How could you not know that once a person dies, their soul will be immediately sucked into the six realms of reincarnation in the underworld, and reincarnate into a new life?"
"There's no chance of staying in the human world. The so-called revenge of evil spirits is nothing but a fantasy of mortals."
Yun Miao said quietly, "Nothing is absolute. We can't see ghosts in our time, but my master told me that in ancient times, there were ghost cultivators and people who mastered the art of controlling ghosts."
"These human figurines and human-shaped lamps are so strange. If the ancient power that built this place really has some research in this area, perhaps this place has long been densely populated by many things that we can't see."
The young girl in green spoke in a low, unhurried tone, which added a chilling chill to this already strange tomb.
"What do you mean it's full? Don't talk nonsense, you little ghost. I'm not a mortal. If there really were ghosts, I would have discovered them long ago. The fact that we haven't discovered any means there are no ghosts here. You want to scare me? No use. I thought I was scared into being a ghost."
Hua Xiugui sneered and refuted on the surface, but in fact he felt creepy all over and couldn't help but glance around out of the corner of his eye.
The young girl in green acted as if she hadn't heard his sneer and continued to speak quietly, "Those pale, dark, cold eyes may be silently watching you and me, listening to our conversation.
"Or perhaps there's actually been a shadow behind us, unnoticed. That pale, cold, invisible thing is crouching on our backs, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to follow us living people out of this gloomy and terrifying underground prison. Did you really not feel it? You really didn't feel anything at all..."
"ah!"
At this moment, Tan Xiaobai suddenly stared at Hua Xiugui with his eyes wide open and screamed.
The other demon cultivators felt a chill run down their spines at Yun Miao's question, and couldn't help but look behind them. The sudden scream startled them. Hua Xiugui was even more frightened.
“You…what’s your name?!”
Tan Xiaobai pointed at him tremblingly: "You...behind you..." Hua Xiugui looked down and saw that there seemed to be something lying on the shadow of his upper body. He immediately let out a short scream from his throat, then his face turned pale and he slapped his back anxiously, fearing that there was a ghost lying behind him.
"Brother Ghost, please don't blame me. I didn't just say you were ridiculous. I was scolding that little ghost in green clothes. I have no grudges against you. Don't come looking for me. If you want to find someone, go find that stinky little ghost."
"She just drank a lot of spirit wine, and it's marinated in flavor. Her meat is the most tender and delicious here. You can lie down behind her and let her carry you out, and then eat her for a good meal. I'm different. I'm just bones, and I don't have two ounces of good meat. Eating me would be too hard on your teeth."
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The author has something to say: The Demonic Sect has released a message: Xuantian Sect is facing financial difficulties and has withheld food from its disciples. Disciples are starving to death due to lack of food. We advise those who wish to apply to the Xuantian Sect to choose carefully. It would be best if they could visit our Demonic Sect instead.
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Master Chang: ???
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