This was the first time Qing Xia had heard the name Liang Sihai or the name “Mountain River Eternal Silent Lock.” Upon hearing it, she immediately understood what had happened in the Hongtian Water Prison that day. Thinking that this old man had been trapped here for a lifetime, her heart was instantly pierced with pain. Just then, she suddenly heard the faint sound of fabric rustling from the distant cave corridor. Though the sound was slight, both Qing Xia and the old man were extraordinary individuals, and this sound thundered in their ears like a shocking roar shaking heaven and earth.

Qing Xia secretly wondered if Lin Mubai, Chu Li, and the others had come looking for her, but upon reflection, thought it unlikely. At this moment, she suddenly heard the old man’s voice beside her ear: “Who would have thought that this cave that has been quiet for ten thousand years would be so lively today. Girl, don’t make a sound. Let’s quietly watch the excitement.”

With these words, Qing Xia’s figure suddenly rose and hid in a crevice between the rocks.

Suddenly, a faint clear radiance fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the traces of the previous battle immediately faded, and countless spider webs grew large in the corner caves, with thick dust and debris covering the ground everywhere, making it look as if no one had set foot there for tens of thousands of years.

The admiration in Qing Xia’s heart grew stronger, and she was dumbfounded. She heard the old man’s voice gently say beside her ear: “It’s just some illusion techniques. When it comes to fighting and sparring with others, your methods are more practical.”

“This is the place!” A series of light footsteps came from the corridor, and a low male voice slowly sounded. Frightened, Qing Xia quickly concentrated and held her breath, looking intently. She saw a delicate white foot suddenly extend from the stone cave, gently stepping on the dust covering the ground, like a white lotus falling in fresh blood, full of eerie enchantment and temptation.

A low laugh suddenly came from beside Qing Xia. Although she couldn’t see the other person’s figure or face, Qing Xia still knew it must be that mysterious old man. She immediately restrained her mind and looked toward the owner of those tender feet.

Looking carefully at the woman, she saw a voluptuous and enchanting woman slowly walking out from the corridor. Her snow-white, long jade legs were filled with stunning allure in the misty air. Her delicate, crystal-white skin was elastic, and most of her exposed skin emanated an elegant fragrance. Her waist was like water, her chest was high and proud, and her white tender neck – every part displayed the seductive charm of an absolute beauty.

Qing Xia herself could be considered a beauty who had won the hearts of princes from two countries, yet she still couldn’t match the lazy charm that this woman exuded from her very bones. This woman seemed seductive in every part of her body. Her oval face was slightly long, but combined with her slender neck, it made her radiate powerful confidence. Her peach blossom eyes had slightly upturned corners, outlined with gold powder to form a cloud totem. Her eyes were like water and mist, hazy and dim, like an oasis in the desert that one couldn’t see through clearly. Her high nose matched with lips that were slightly thick but more sensual, and every gesture was full of charm.

The woman wore thin purple gauze, her posture lazy. With a flirtatious glance and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, she turned back to speak sweetly to those behind her: “Young Master Chu, do you remember clearly? Is this really the place?”

“I’ll never forget it even in death!” A man in blue clothes slowly stepped forward from behind. He was handsome with elegant eyebrows and eyes, but his face was deathly pale. His narrow, long eyes shot out brilliant light, revealing endless resentment and poison. His curved hawk nose made him appear even more eerily sinister and malicious, and his whole person revealed a deep evil aura. It was actually Chu Zheng, the Prince of Huainan who had been imprisoned in the Hongtian Water Prison!

“Chu Zheng?” Qing Xia’s heart was greatly shocked. She never expected to see this person here. At this moment, a puzzled voice also came from beside her. Qing Xia knew that the old man must be standing right next to her. Although it was pitch black in the crevice and she couldn’t see him even at such close distance, judging from his voice, he seemed to recognize Chu Zheng as well.

“Morning dew and ephemeral flowers, beauty turns to white hair, enchanted mountains become layers of snow in the blink of an eye. Time flows so quickly it makes one sigh with regret. Young Master Chu was framed by others and suffered undeserved injustice. Time flies like a shuttle, years pass by. Fortunately, good and evil will eventually receive their due. Ousi Lanya here congratulates you in advance for escaping to freedom and wishes you success in your great revenge and clearing your name!”

The woman in purple smiled with curved lips and gently bowed. Looking at her peach blossom eyes, Qing Xia immediately remembered that this woman was the Red-Clothed Saint from the Ministry of Works gathering, though she hadn’t expected that her appearance that day had been fake.

Chu Zheng’s lips curved into a slanted sneer. He laughed coldly and said in a deep voice: “Chu keeps his word. As long as I get my great revenge and become master of the Seven Tribes, I will definitely do everything in my power to assist Your Highness in becoming the leader of the Four Nations. I will never break my word.”

Ousi Lanya laughed lightly and said sweetly: “What are you saying, Young Master Chu? Since we have already drunk the blood oath wine, we are naturally people in the same boat. Why distinguish between you and me? Lanya has never doubted the words you’ve spoken.”

Chu Zheng laughed coldly, his eyes slanting to glance at her flower-like face, and said in a deep voice: “That would be best. Please remember what the Saint said today. Three years ago, Chu suffered greatly because of trusting others too easily. As they say, once bitten by a snake, one fears well ropes for ten years. Caution ensures ten thousand years of safety. Don’t you think so, Saint?”

Ousi Lanya smiled like a flower, her eyes slightly narrowing, and said in a low voice: “Young Master Chu speaks truly. Please set out immediately. Lanya awaits your triumphant return here.”

Chu Zheng said in a deep voice: “Success or failure depends on this one move. Now that the Seven Tribes are meeting, if there’s the slightest error, all will be lost. Everything still depends on Your Highness’s support.”

Ousi Lanya laughed lightly: “Young Master can rest assured. Our news has already been spread. Prince Qin Xuan is now leading a large army on the road, and he’ll soon come knocking to avenge Zhuang Qing Xia. Within two days, Penglai Valley will definitely be very lively. The Penglai people are now busy excavating the Hongtian Water Prison and are too busy to pay attention to us. His Highness has already arranged everything outside and is waiting for news of your great victory. When the Seven Tribes gather and you emerge triumphantly, with the Seven Tribes in hand, who in the world can resist our nation’s edge? Then when you want to return to Southern Chu for revenge, it will be nothing more than a piece of cake. When you get your great revenge and ascend to the throne to rule the world, you must never forget Lanya!”

Like a thunderbolt suddenly exploding above Qing Xia’s head, her ears repeatedly echoed with the news that Qin Zhiyan was coming.

But how would he descend into this Penglai underground chasm? Could there be some other exit? Who was this “Your Highness” they spoke of? They were making such a big commotion – could there be some conspiracy beyond simply wanting to install Chu Zheng as master of the Seven Tribes?

And they had spread news of her death just to lure Qin Zhiyan here to muddy the waters, or was there some other conspiracy?

Just then, she heard Chu Zheng laugh loudly, suddenly step forward, and walk to a wall covered with strange jagged rocks. He reached out to what appeared to be an unremarkable boulder and pressed down.

With a thunderous roar, the entire earth trembled and shook madly. In the darkness, as if it were the aurora at the beginning of time, a tremendous light suddenly burst forth, exploding with earth-shattering thunder and lightning. Countless rays of fire shot up to the heavens, and the entire stone chamber, solid as black iron, shook violently. Layers of dust and debris continuously fell from the walls. Endless red light swirled and danced in mid-air like a brilliant fire phoenix, with light and shadow intertwining and heat splattering everywhere. Dust filled the sky, floating in the air, reluctant to disperse for a long time!

Chu Zheng’s face was deathly pale like a ghost, his eyes blood-red and terrifyingly fierce. Like a madman, he stared tightly at the entrance, his hands trembling uncontrollably. Huge cracks slowly crawled along the stone wall like a group of hideous insect monsters. Suddenly, with a thunderous crash, the entire stone wall collapsed, revealing a brightly lit, deep stone passage.

“The little girl is truly devoted to you, Young Master, even willing to give you Penglai’s treasure, the Heaven-Overturning Thunder Fire Bomb. Your methods are truly brilliant.”

Ousi Lanya spoke sweetly, with a charming smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes like water, seductive as silk, her entire being like a beautiful snake.

“Hmph!” Chu Zheng snorted coldly, turned and walked into the stone passage. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said in a deep voice: “If the Saint comes uninvited, don’t blame Chu for being ruthless and destroying flowers with cruel hands.”

Ousi Lanya laughed sweetly, her eyes sparkling as she bowed gracefully, saying charmingly: “Lanya wishes you complete success and that all your wishes come true!”

Qing Xia hid in the stone crevice, frowning at the changes before her eyes. She was thinking of waiting and watching to see what conspiracy they had when she suddenly heard the mysterious old man say in a deep voice beside her ear: “You wait here. I’ll go and return shortly.”

The moment the stone door closed, Qing Xia seemed to see a white-robed old man also follow like a ghost into the passage. But seeing that Ousi Lanya, who remained standing in place smiling at Chu Zheng, had no reaction at all, she felt relieved.

The massive stone door slowly fell, and the huge cave was deathly quiet. Ousi Lanya still stood in place smiling, not knowing what she was thinking. The enemy doesn’t move, so I don’t move. Qing Xia didn’t know what she intended to do, but couldn’t just come out like this. After all, she didn’t know Ousi Lanya’s true capabilities and whether she could face her in her current physical condition.

However, just at this moment, Ousi Lanya raised an eyebrow, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and glanced toward Qing Xia’s hiding place with seductive eyes like silk. She immediately flew upward, the black long rope at her waist shooting out like a spiritual snake.

Qing Xia silently cursed that this was bad. Just as she was about to spring up, she suddenly heard the wind roaring beside her ear. A figure swift as lightning suddenly charged forward horizontally, a silver spear flashing like a mighty dragon, spiraling fiercely toward the long rope.

Ousi Lanya wasn’t alarmed either. She sweetly withdrew her palm and laughed softly: “Finally willing to come out?”