Iron bridge stance, great backward lean – Qin Chang Ge fell backward to the ground with a thud.

Her shoulders touched the ground, triggering mechanisms that immediately shot out several flying knives flashing with blue light.

Yin Li flicked his sleeve, red light flashed in his palm, and the flying knives instantly vanished without a trace. But Qin Chang Ge had already kicked off the wall corner and slid backward a zhang in a flash, reaching Qi Fan’s side. With a shake of her hand, silver needles flew and struck Chu Fei Huan’s tiger’s mouth. Chu Fei Huan’s hand went limp as he released Qi Fan and fainted from exhaustion. Rong Xiaotian caught him in one motion. Qin Chang Ge drew the long sword from her waist with a scrape, held it before her eyes as a mirror, then lifted her leg and kicked the two of them away like a whirlwind!

With a thud, Rong Xiaotian and Chu Fei Huan were kicked by Qin Chang Ge toward a wall that held only a single giant mirror. That huge mirror was hidden behind the other mirrors, directly behind the entrance. When the several people had emerged earlier, due to positioning issues, none had noticed it at first.

Qin Chang Ge kicked without hesitation.

Behind her, a foul wind approached as Yin Li’s withered yellow hand flashed, grabbing toward Rong Xiaotian in mid-air!

Qin Chang Ge leaped up and crashed into Yin Li’s embrace like a rocket!

Using her head to ram his chest.

With a scraping sound, a row of flying scissors shot out from the back of her neck, this time emitting green light.

Red light flashed again in Yin Li’s palm, and the flying arrows shattered. But Qin Chang Ge had already shaken her sleeves, releasing another large handful of plum blossom needles.

After the flying needles came wishful pearls, after the wishful pearls came money darts, after the money darts came golden pellets…

Finally came the black silk – she swung her arm and black light surged violently.

It swept toward Yin Li’s face.

Yin Li retreated urgently. Behind him, Xiao Jue came charging without courtesy, leaping down from mid-air with an unadorned yet terrifyingly murderous “Splitting Mount Hua with Force” – ferociously unparalleled as it chopped down, looking as if it intended to split Yin Li in half!

Yin Li appeared unafraid of Qin Chang Ge’s messy and endless hidden weapons, but was quite wary of such truly powerful real martial arts. He flicked his sleeve and retreated several zhang again.

Then he raised his head and let out a sharp whistle.

As soon as the sharp whistle arose, with a whoosh, just as Rong Xiaotian and Chu Fei Huan were about to crash into the giant mirror, the mirror suddenly disappeared, revealing an opening. The two flew through the hole without obstruction.

As soon as the sharp whistle arose, Qin Chang Ge suddenly ran toward Xiao Jue.

She looked just like a lovesick maiden running to her beloved.

Xiao Jue was stunned for a moment, then immediately reached out his hands in surprised delight to catch her.

Qin Chang Ge looked up and smiled apologetically at him.

The black silk struck again!

It wrapped around Xiao Jue’s extended hand, wound around it quickly three times and two times to tie a knot, then with a swing of her arm, she flung Xiao Jue out through the same mirror that Rong Xiaotian had taken Chu Fei Huan through!

“This Haotian Formation! Having too many people actually makes things worse. Finding things is more urgent! It should be right around here!”

With an annoyed low shout, Xiao Jue turned to charge back, but Qin Chang Ge had already quickly kicked a nearby mirror over the entrance they’d just used. With a crash and flash of light, came the muffled sound of something hitting it from outside.

Qin Chang Ge secretly repented for a second to Emperor Xiao’s forehead, then rolled and pulled Qi Fan as they leaped onto an ancient mirror, facing Yin Li directly. She smiled softly at Qi Fan: “Sorry, the life gate only opens for that moment – there really wasn’t time to send you out. You’ll have to accompany me.”

“It’s what I wished for – I wouldn’t dare request it,” Qi Fan was also smiling, asking in a low voice: “Weren’t you under the spell just now? How can you see the life gate again now?”

“I’m naturally intelligent,” Qin Chang Ge answered without blushing: “Breaking mirrors was correct, but this formation has been modified, and I was misled by Yin Li’s position, calculating backward and striking wrong. This formation attacks people’s hearts – the more telepathic connection people have with each other, the easier they are to control, ultimately having their souls stolen and dying. Xiaotian accidentally struck and shattered the Big Dipper, giving us this moment when the life gate opened. If we didn’t send them away, everyone would be mutually entangled and all trapped to death.”

“Grand Priest Yin’s martial arts don’t seem that impressive, but why does he look somewhat angry?” Qi Fan squinted as he observed Yin Li, who had remained motionless across from them.

“He was practicing at a crucial moment when we inconsiderately disturbed his lordship. His peerless divine skill was about to be perfected when it was interrupted, and all his efforts went to waste. Don’t you think he should hate you?” Qin Chang Ge gloatingly patted Qi Fan’s shoulder: “Just wait to be devoured by the Little Reds.”

Qi Fan smiled carelessly: “Since I’m going to die, I want to die understanding. What happened to you all just now?”

Qin Chang Ge’s playful attitude suddenly restrained, and after a moment of silence she said: “…Some illusions… though not necessarily all illusions… Probably this formation uses people’s most vulnerable parts, manifesting their most hidden pain and deepest fears in ambiguous and hazy ways, and it also reflected some deeply buried secrets, especially those with emotional entanglements are more likely to fall into the formation… I’m not entirely clear myself…”

Qi Fan looked at her expression with suspicion. This person always spoke decisively and crisply, never hesitating and stammering like today. What exactly had she seen just now?

“Grand Priest,” Qin Chang Ge had already turned toward Yin Li, “you’re mobilizing the Xuantan ghost soldiers, aren’t you? I know you really want to tear us to pieces right now, but killing me won’t recover your losses. How about this – let’s talk.”

Laughing in extreme anger, Yin Li said coldly: “You think you’re qualified to talk with me?”

“Qualified.” Qin Chang Ge was not intimidated, smiling as she answered: “Because I can kill you before your ghost soldiers arrive from the Youhuo Marsh battlefield.”

He laughed loudly, his laughter full of contempt. Yin Li said: “Do you think I can’t kill you just because my divine skill isn’t complete? Do you think I have no guards beside me? Do you think I’m in seclusion alone? Do you think Xuanchi Palace is your backyard, to enter and leave as you please?”

“My backyard doesn’t have so many Little Reds, nor such enchanting beasts.” Qin Chang Ge raised her hand and made a string-plucking gesture: “That fellow lying on the roof outside is your Youhuo Marsh divine beast Qiongqi, right?”

Yin Li’s gaze changed slightly: “You know of Qiongqi?”

“Beyond the southwestern sea, in the corner of the great wilderness, there is a marsh with an ill-omened name. Two beasts guard it – their form is like cattle with porcupine hair, their sound like howling dogs. They eat people – these are called Qiongqi.”

“You’re quite learned,” Yin Li sneered, “but unfortunately, no matter how learned you are, Qiongqi has no patience to hear you recite. Go recite in its belly.”

“Sigh,” Qin Chang Ge sighed, “why won’t you let me finish… Grand Priest, I’ve offended you, so naturally I’ll think of ways to compensate you. If you insist I must die, you won’t get any compensation – that’s definitely an unprofitable deal, right?”

Yin Li remained silent, his gaze like knives stabbing up and down her entire body, then gave a cold, sinister laugh.

“You have a strange scent on you… Let Qiongqi kill you and I’ll discover what it is.”

Qin Chang Ge lazily tapped the mirror beneath her: “Yes, letting Qiongqi kill me would achieve the same result. But Grand Priest, you sent out your whistle call long ago – why hasn’t Qiongqi come down? Why haven’t the ghost soldiers come either?”

His face remained wooden and unchanged, but his brow moved slightly. Yin Li didn’t answer.

“The ghost soldiers aren’t coming because they can’t spare themselves,” Qin Chang Ge smiled wickedly, “Before I came, I already sent people to divert Envoy Ban Yan’s forces that were blocking Dayu Palace. Dayu Palace’s reinforcements finally reached Youhuo Marsh, and the ghost soldiers are currently entangled in battle, unable to spare themselves.”

“As for Qiongqi…” Qin Chang Ge flicked her fingers, “that thing on me – it seems to quite dislike it.”

She rummaged in her sleeves and pulled out that inner elixir-like object that had been burned out of the demon flower that day, holding it in her palm.

Yin Li’s expression immediately changed.

“Now I tell you – I’m neither from the Shui family nor from Dayu Palace. I came only for the Taxiang Jialan.” Qin Chang Ge shook her palm, and that thing rolled around in her palm: “So-called treasures are only treasures if they’re most useful to oneself. Although Taxiang Jialan is precious, it has been stored in Xuanchi Palace for years without use – probably it’s not much use for the Priest’s martial arts, right? But this thing is different. This is the inner core of a rare creature born in your Nanmin, having absorbed a hundred years of Nanmin’s earth essence – it’s a native rare treasure. And Grand Priest, your lineage’s martial arts often requires cultivation in central earth, doesn’t it?”

Qin Chang Ge smiled as she looked at the slightly moved Yin Li. Probably no one in his entire life had so directly pointed out the secret of his martial arts. Qin Chang Ge hadn’t originally thought of it either, but that day in the forest at the border of Pingzhou and Youzhou, she’d encountered Yin Li by chance and discovered he’d turned his dwelling place into a swamp. This made her think – wasn’t the famous Youhuo Marsh perhaps created by the Yin-gathering school’s practice? Then the elixir of the demon flower born in stone crevices and earth’s core should be more tempting to Yin Li than Taxiang Jialan. Testing it now, it was indeed correct.

“Taxiang Jialan is also a rare treasure of the world. Why should I exchange it with you?” After a long while, Yin Li spoke in a low voice, his gaze slowly passing over the roof: “In any case, Xuanchi Palace isn’t so easy to enter and exit. You break in, ruin my important business, and still want to exchange for my things and leave safely – are there really such good deals in the world? Aren’t you underestimating my Xuantan?”

“Your Xuantan currently has no people,” Qin Chang Ge interrupted quite impolitely, “Dayu and the Shanshan family came together with combined force, determined to destroy Xuantan. Yin Li, they’ve found you displeasing for a long time – this was originally a trap they set specifically for you.”

“Ridiculous!” Yin Li flicked his sleeve, his expression grim: “My Xuantan is Nanmin’s holy altar, with hundreds of thousands of believers under us. One call brings a hundred responses. Destroying Xuantan would be like destroying the faith and gods of millions of people. When millions become furious and raise their banners in revolt, what kind of situation would that be? What is An Tianqing? What is Shui Jingchen? Do they dare take such a risk?”

“What is faith?” Qin Chang Ge immediately retorted, pointing at the Little Reds and Qiongqi on the roof above: “Is it these grotesque monsters of yours? Is it the divine skill you practiced rolling in mud? The gods your Xuantan worships are just a pile of rotten mud. When broken, they’ll build a new one. An Tianqing will point at that god and say that just last night it appeared in his dreams – Grand Priest Yin Li blasphemed against the gods and acted perversely, so it ordered him to carry out heaven’s punishment – tell me, would that work?”

“Ignorant people, ignorant people – naturally they’re people to be fooled,” Qin Chang Ge stared at Yin Li’s gradually changing expression: “You’ve been obsessed with martial practice for years, paying no attention to administration or cultivating followers. Your sacred status in people’s hearts isn’t actually that solid. Yin Li, don’t think gods are noble and indestructible. When you fall from the altar, you’ll discover that anyone who replaces you will look very much like a god.”

She smiled as she looked Yin Li up and down: “Grand Priest, don’t be too narcissistic. Whether it’s An Tianqing or Shui Jingchen sitting in that god’s position, the people won’t have any resistance to them. Do you believe it?”

Yin Li continued his silence, and even the Little Reds’ hissing became somewhat dejected.

“This is an era of ‘breaking,'” Qin Chang Ge patted the head of a Little Red that swam over, killing it with the pat, and said gently: “The Shui family’s accumulated problems are deep. If they continue playing their original role, problems will eventually arise. The Shui family’s new generation is also tired of it – they need to play a more relaxed and promising role on the political stage. After years of cultivating connections and hiding their strength, when Shui Jingchen feels he can begin, then no matter who blocks his path, he’ll kick them aside. So the family head dies, so Qilan is destroyed, so Nanmin’s martial elite are destroyed in one stroke, so his gaze falls on Xuanchi Palace – who could be more suitable than him to be a spiritual idol who can control the political situation? Who could be more suitable than him to replace you? All these years, he’s painstakingly crafted himself into a god, just so he could, with the most glorious reasons that don’t damage the Shui family’s reputation, naturally and logically sit on your wonderful Xuantan, and then move toward an even higher and more glorious throne.”

Looking at Yin Li with pity, she said: “What use is your desperate martial practice? Even if you practice to become number one in the world, you can only protect yourself alone. Youhuo Marsh will eventually fall into the hands of others who covet it. Yin Li, you Yin family people have never been matches for the An family when it comes to scheming. Yin Cai’s death was strange – I heard that after death his body wasn’t complete, and Xuanchi Palace’s most important divine seal went missing. Do you know whose hands that thing is in… I think you’re not suited for politics at all. You’re only suited to be a sect leader.”

“You’re suited for politics?” Yin Li suddenly spoke, his gaze cold: “Do you know how to kill that hypocritical Shui Jingchen? If you can avenge the many sons of Youhuo Marsh who died in battle, if you can destroy the Shanshan family completely, forget about the offense of disturbing me just now – even Taxiang Jialan, this seat can give it to you immediately.”

“You’re willing to trust me now? But how can I trust you, Lord Priest? Won’t you cross the river and demolish the bridge – after I help you resolve today’s siege, you’ll slaughter us?”

“I swear by the name of ancestor Yin Jue,” Yin Li said coldly: “If you truly help my Xuanchi Palace resolve the siege today, preserve our strength and counter-attack our enemies, Yin Li will definitely present Taxiang Jialan as a gift and ceremoniously escort you all from the palace. If I go back on this, may the Yin family be forever trapped in the Red Fire Purgatory for generations, never to be reborn.”

Red Fire Purgatory was the most terrifying abyssal realm in Red Serpent doctrine, and Yin Jue was the Yin family ancestor. Such an oath was very heavy.

Qin Chang Ge smiled slightly.

“It’s actually very easy to solve… Ever heard the story of two peaches killing three warriors? Oh, I forgot you haven’t transmigrated,” Qin Chang Ge smiled and snapped her fingers: “Little Reds, sing and dance – you’ll have fresh human flesh to eat soon!”

In the first month of the seventh year of Chenghe in Nanmin’s Dayu Palace, after Youhuo Marsh had been besieged for several days with rivers of blood, the siege suddenly lifted. Then, across the swamp, the besieging forces saw the giant Xuantan of long-silent Xuanchi Palace burst into roaring flames. The crackling sounds of burning carried far, and the firelight reddened people’s faces that looked at each other in puzzlement and unease.

Ban Yan, who hadn’t left for several days, changed color dramatically, shrieked, and charged back inside, never to appear again.

The Youhuo Marsh ghost soldiers began retreating in batches, calmly yielding the positions they’d defended for several nights to the enemy.

Such unexpected changes made the attacking crowd afraid to take risks, and they all stopped where they were.

Under the firelight’s illumination, Shui Jingchen gazed at Xuanchi Palace from afar and whispered a few words to those beside him.

Just as everyone was looking around in bewilderment, heavy vibrations came, the ground trembled slightly, and through the vague rustling of leaves came whiffing breath sounds. The various grotesque beasts that had been appearing on all sides suddenly trembled and retreated, all prostrating on the ground and firmly grasping themselves with their front paws, looking very frightened.

There was a restless atmosphere in the air, carrying the slight fishy scent of blood.

“Roaaaar!!!”

A roar that was neither tiger, wolf, lion, nor leopard suddenly resounded throughout all of Youhuo Marsh.

Everyone’s hearts shook simultaneously. Then they saw at the end of the firelight, a giant bull-like monster appeared, several times larger than an ordinary bull. Its entire body was covered with sharp, erect hair like a porcupine’s, flashing with cold ghostly light. It had a leopard head, hooves, and tail, with green eyes and protruding fangs. Each of its snow-white teeth looked like a wrist-cutting sharp blade. Between these blades, it held a red scroll.

Everyone couldn’t help but retreat in awe, but saw the beast raise its head and, with what seemed like disdain, push the scroll further outward. Only then did people notice that red brocade scroll with gold characters – it seemed to be the legendary “Xuantan Divine Scroll” that corresponded to divine revelation.

When the Divine Scroll appeared, it was the gods’ proclamation. From great kings down to common people, all should respectfully obey.

The Dayu Palace envoy’s face showed a trace of cold smile – before leading troops here, the king had specifically called him for a private conversation in his chambers, pointing out that Yin Li would sooner or later use divine summons to intimidate everyone with the gods’ power and make them retreat. Dayu Palace had long been prepared and needn’t pay attention. Since things had reached this point, they should just act freely.

He reached into his robes and touched that hard object in his chest… Yin Li, you’re finally playing this move. The king said that if you don’t use the Divine Scroll, we won’t use the Divine Seal. After all, that would mean publicly admitting to killing Yin Cai before the world, which wouldn’t be glorious. But once you refuse to admit defeat and struggle desperately, we have nothing to worry about. Those who achieve great things don’t stick to small details – what does mere reputation matter?

“Roar!” The beast grew impatient and let out another roar that shook the mountain forests and made all beasts prostrate.

The Dayu Palace envoy and Shui Jingchen exchanged glances. The two stepped forward, and the beast threw back its head with a shake. The long scroll unfurled with a rustle – several rows of red background with gold characters blazed brightly before everyone.

After everyone finished reading, they all stood stunned.

“I knew you wouldn’t leave this place,” Qin Chang Ge looked helplessly at those several people who hadn’t moved an inch from guarding outside the door, saying softly: “While I held back Yin Li, wouldn’t it have been better for you to take advantage of Xuanchi Palace having few people to quickly find Taxiang Jialan? It would have saved me from having to trade the demon flower’s inner core for it.”

“You’re talking nonsense,” Xiao Jue had just breathed a sigh of relief seeing her emerge completely unharmed, then immediately darkened his face, not even looking at her: “You force us to do completely impossible things, and if you act on your own authority like this again next time, I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll what?” Qin Chang Ge smiled as she looked at him.

Emperor Xiao thought for a long time but couldn’t think of what he could do. Beat her? …He couldn’t bear to. Scold her? Could he out-scold her? Ignore her? Forget it – she’d immediately be delighted to send me away to the ends of the earth…

After a long while, he said resentfully: “I’ll ask you to be emperor!”

Qin Chang Ge burst out laughing, her eyes sparkling with charm: “That sounds just like something a foolish ruler would say…”

“I’ve been foolish ever since you returned,” Xiao Jue looked openly into her eyes: “I’ve been emperor for six years without feeling particularly happy, especially those last three years… If I could trade the imperial throne for you, why wouldn’t I?”

Her smile faded, and Qin Chang Ge’s expression became serious. She looked up at him carefully, then said gently after a long moment: “Don’t talk nonsense…”

Xiao Jue smiled and didn’t continue that topic, only saying: “Why did you drive us out?”

“Fei Huan couldn’t stay there,” Qin Chang Ge watched Fei Huan, who still hadn’t regained consciousness, and also watched Xiao Jue’s hand that had been continuously transferring qi to him: “How could his weakened constitution withstand that formation that confuses the mind?”

“Then why wouldn’t you let me accompany you?” Xiao Jue frowned as he sensed the condition inside Chu Fei Huan’s body, his expression somewhat uneasy.

But Qin Chang Ge fell silent for a moment.

Only when Xiao Jue couldn’t wait for her answer and looked up at her in surprise did she suddenly seem to wake up and say: “We’re too closely connected, with… emotional entanglements. Once trapped in the formation, it would be like falling into a quagmire, tangled and unclear, and we might even attack each other. So I kicked out everyone who had telepathic connections with me.”

She sighed softly: “And once the formation couldn’t control me, Yin Li needed time to regulate his breathing, so he wouldn’t immediately attack me. Actually, given his terrible condition – he’d sweated so much cold sweat it had pooled on the ground – if we fought desperately, it wasn’t impossible to kill him. But I thought that keeping him alive to check the ambitious Shui family and Dayu Palace would make Nanmin’s political situation more chaotic and easier to handle…”

With a somewhat self-deprecating smile, she said: “Don’t glare at me. It’s habitual thinking – I like to act considering what’s most politically advantageous rather than personal gains and losses. Can’t help it – I was brainwashed by my sect from childhood.”

Xiao Jue shook his head helplessly, reached out to stroke her long hair, and said slowly: “Chang Ge, you must understand that nothing is more important than your safety.”

Before his words finished, they suddenly heard distant commotion. Yin Li appeared before everyone, holding a black crystal box in his hands, saying flatly: “Taxiang Jialan.”

Rong Xiaotian and Qi Fan ran over with joyful expressions.

Another figure flashed – this time it was Ban Yan appearing. She said eerily like a ghost: “As soon as the Divine Scroll was opened, that guy from Dayu Palace immediately froze. I saw his hand reach into his chest, preparing to pull out that thing but not pulling it out, then he was about to go receive the Divine Scroll.”

“Shui Jingchen didn’t move?”

“No,” Ban Yan glanced at Qin Chang Ge, “but the Shui family people and some sect members from Nanmin who came to assist were dissatisfied. The Divine Scroll says the new Xuantan master should be born today from those responding to fate in Youhuo Marsh, and the six upper and lower emissaries of Xuantan will be reselected by the Red Fire God. Naturally, everyone present has hope. Who receives it? Who doesn’t? This naturally matters greatly.”

“But…” she looked at Yin Li with confusion: “Lord Priest, are you really not going to be priest anymore? Once they finish fighting and truly elect a new priest, what do we do?”

Yin Li pointed at the Xuantan burning with red demonic fire and said woodenly: “Look, there’s still another scroll.”

Ban Yan stepped forward to unfurl the golden scroll and quickly read it. First her eyes widened in amazement, then she couldn’t help but slowly break into a smile, murmuring: “Wonderful… wonderful…”

“Once people have greedy desires, they become easy to control.” Yin Li said: “They originally came to Youhuo Marsh with the intention of killing me and ignoring any divine oracles. But now the Divine Scroll’s contents are beyond their expectations. To have the great Xuantan position handed to them – how could they bear not to accept it? Once they accept, it means accepting the divine oracle and revering Xuantan. Then what reason do they have not to accept this second Divine Scroll?”

“No matter who wins, only a few leaders can ultimately enter Xuantan. And once these leaders enter Xuanchi Palace, enter our sphere of influence…” Ban Yan smiled very slowly.

She and Yin Li both glanced at Qin Chang Ge simultaneously. Qin Chang Ge smiled slightly, not hiding anything, and said directly: “Great Envoy, now you should go outside and watch the show. Grand Priest Yin has gone mad with cultivation and is dying. As his most loyal subordinate, if you don’t go out and express grief and indignation, it really wouldn’t make sense.”

Ban Yan smiled mysteriously, raised her hand, and a group of colorfully dressed men and women appeared behind her. The women followed her out while the men stayed to guard.

Yin Li gazed at the Taxiang Jialan in his hands and said flatly: “Do you know how to use this thing?”

Qin Chang Ge frowned. When her master ancestor had mentioned this in the past, he’d focused on the legend rather than usage methods – he really hadn’t mentioned those.

But her face showed no emotion as she said calmly: “Naturally I know.”

Yin Li looked up at her, and his withered yellow face showed a trace of inexplicable smile: “Then, then. While they haven’t finished fighting over there and this seat still has some time, let’s get things done early.”

Qin Chang Ge was somewhat confused… Get things done? What things? This sounded quite ambiguous…

Yin Li had already pointed at Xiao Jue and the others, saying: “He’s almost gone. Why are you wasting true qi? Come with me inside.”

Xiao Jue and the others were all stunned. Qin Chang Ge’s mind raced, thinking perhaps this thing needed immediate use? Perhaps only Yin Li understood how to use Taxiang Jialan, so he naturally told them to stay for treatment?

She tentatively asked: “Need so many people?”

“Besides you, yin people shouldn’t get close to Taxiang Jialan. The more men the better,” Yin Li said indifferently: “I’m injured and my power isn’t sufficient.”

Qin Chang Ge tucked the demon flower inner core further into her sleeve and smiled awkwardly: “Grand Priest, the inner core will definitely be given to you when we leave…”

Waving his hand, Yin Li said proudly: “No need to say more.”

He flicked his sleeve, and suddenly an octagonal doorway appeared behind him at the corridor corner. The door was painted all over with red demon serpents, their eyes emerald green and lifelike. Without looking at anyone, Yin Li entered first.

Rong Xiaotian picked up Chu Fei Huan, who still hadn’t regained consciousness, and followed without another word – Chu Fei Huan was truly at death’s door. No matter what, they couldn’t abandon any opportunity, even if ahead lay unfathomable danger and killing intent.

Qin Chang Ge watched the several people file in. The doorway was deep and dark inside without any light visible – she couldn’t see anything. Yet precisely because of the complete darkness, it seemed even more mysterious and profound, with an unpredictable path ahead.

Xiao Jue entered last. Just as he was about to cross the threshold, he suddenly turned back with a smile – a warm smile – and called out cheerfully: “Don’t worry, we’ll bring you back a healthy Chu Fei Huan.”

Qin Chang Ge returned his bright smile with an equally confident one.

But her heart pounded like a drum, and her palms suddenly broke out in a thin layer of sweat.