On the four walls of the stone chamber, a layer of azure light suddenly appeared. These lights floated on the walls, and looking closely, one could discover that from the stone walls overhead to the four walls around them, writing had emerged.

These characters were very deep, appearing to be carved with sword tips, with flowing radiance that was quite captivating.

Zanxing looked at Gu Baiying’s injured arm: “Master Uncle, your blood…”

The changes in the stone chamber had occurred after Gu Baiying’s blood had dropped to the ground. Had his blood opened the mechanism here?

Gu Baiying was also surprised, carefully staring at the writing on the stone walls.

Zanxing also looked over. These markings weren’t text, but symbols, like what a three-year-old child might randomly carve with a tree branch. At first glance, they looked somewhat sloppy, just horizontal and vertical strokes, really couldn’t see anything special about them.

It was somewhat like a secret room puzzle.

Mimi saw the glowing characters on the wall and was somewhat curious, going around to crouch in front of the wall and scratching at it twice with her claws. With this scratching, when her claws touched the stone chamber wall, they immediately left a glowing claw mark, startling the cat.

Zanxing was completely confused, unable to figure it out for the moment, so she could only ask Gu Baiying beside her: “Master Uncle, do you have any insights?”

Gu Baiying gazed at the writing in the stone chamber, his expression somewhat grave. He raised his hand, his fingertips tracing over those glowing characters. After a moment, he withdrew his hand and spoke somewhat hesitantly: “This seems to be a cultivation technique formula.”

“Cultivation techniques?” Zanxing looked at those marks on the walls: “How does this look like cultivation techniques?”

“Not exactly cultivation techniques,” he said: “More like technique demonstrations, but only half a volume.”

With his explanation, Zanxing understood somewhat. Each cultivation manual would automatically change form according to the owner’s characteristics. Her “Qing E Nian Hua Gun” was recorded in text, while these strokes on the wall, like Tian Fangfang’s “Jiao-Slaying Formula,” directly drew out the techniques. Of course, this owner’s artistic skills didn’t seem very good either. Could these be secret manuals left here by the stone chamber’s owner?

“Don’t tell me we have to learn the techniques on here before we can leave?” Zanxing was somewhat confused: “But it’s only half a volume, how can we learn it?”

Mu Cengxiao was the protagonist, so even if he got incomplete scrolls of the “Five Elements God-Breaking Art,” he could complete it through various fortuitous coincidences. But the current Zanxing and Gu Baiying were just minor characters. Moreover, this stone chamber was just this small, even if they wanted to find opportunities, this wasn’t a place where they could be found.

Gu Baiying summoned his Xiugu spear, pointing the spear tip at a blank area on the stone wall and sweeping it. Instantly, a glowing spear mark was left on the stone wall.

“As expected,” he said, “It seems we can only leave here by completing the techniques.”

Zanxing’s eyes widened slightly, feeling this condition was far too perplexing. She surveyed the several stone walls, somewhat getting a headache: “The stone chamber’s owner overestimated the people who would fall here. We don’t even know what these techniques are, so how can we complete them? Besides, even if we knew, we might not be able to do it well. I only know ‘Qing E Nian Hua Gun,’ and what’s on this stone chamber isn’t…” Her voice came to an abrupt halt.

Gu Baiying turned his head: “What’s wrong?”

“Master Uncle,” Zanxing looked at him, her eyes full of disbelief: “These are techniques from ‘Qing E Nian Hua Gun.'”

The glowing marks on the stone chamber walls depicted techniques from an unfamiliar cultivation method. At first glance, they looked chaotic and disorderly, but looking more closely, they matched the manual in her spiritual consciousness.

Zanxing drew the Panhua Stick from her waist.

She wielded the long staff, dancing while speaking: “Look, high four level, advance three spear thrusts, advance and cover the body, shout, stabilize stick and fix knee, drag spear and change to hidden hand… fix knee, push two sticks…”

With each swing of her Panhua Stick, the light marks on the stone wall became brighter than before. As Zanxing’s stick tip moved faster, the radiance in the entire stone chamber grew stronger and stronger, making the illumination talisman appear dim and dull, turning the entire stone chamber brilliant as daylight.

Gu Baiying’s gaze stirred slightly.

“Change hands to strike toward heaven like incense, advance with a five-flower rolling body to strike spreading brocade. Stir one stick, thrust one spear, retreat with five-flower rolling body to meet and turn riding horse, vajra offering shovel.”

Along with her final words, in the very center of the stone chamber, an incomparably dazzling light suddenly burst forth. This radiance instantly engulfed the two people, as if an entrance had appeared out of nowhere in the void, directly and roughly pulling them in. Zanxing only had time to grab Mimi’s tail before feeling herself wrapped up by a violent wind.

“Rumble—”

The entrance to something was opened.

…

In the depths of Wudong Mountain, a tremendous roar erupted.

It startled the birds in the forest to fly around chaotically, startled countless mountain beasts to pour out of their caves, and even startled the “Fairy Song Vine” that always frightened people with women’s singing to stop its song.

The cultivators who were being chased everywhere by the Golden Flower Tiger’s fierce fire suddenly heard this sound and simultaneously looked back toward the tiger’s den, saying: “What was that noise?”

“Could it be Gu Baiying and the others…” Putao from Xiangling Sect was stunned.

“Junior Sister, don’t worry about it now. If this spirit fire touches our bodies, there’s no way to extinguish it. We must quickly escape from Wudong Mountain!”

The Golden Flower Tiger’s cultivation wasn’t enough to leave the cultivators helpless, but the spirit fire spat from this tiger’s mouth caused the cultivators no small amount of suffering. Those spirit fires had intelligence and kept pursuing them relentlessly. Currently, except for the few people from the Taiyan Sect, people from other sects have all fled toward the outside of Wudong Mountain.

“Bah!” In the pond water, a dripping wet head emerged. Tian Fangfang spat out the water grass in her mouth and breathed a sigh of relief: “The water in this pond does overcome fire. Damn it, finally managed to extinguish those flames!”

Meng Ying and the others also surfaced.

The spirit fire spat out by the Golden Flower Tiger couldn’t be extinguished by ordinary river water. Near the Dragon Tooth Trees, there was a pond with abundant spiritual energy. It was Mendong who used his immortal spiritual aperture to see that this water was extraordinary, teaching everyone to jump down and extinguish the spirit fire that had been chasing them all the way.

Meng Ying looked into the distance, her expression darkening: “People from other sects have all left.”

“Those bastards!” Tian Fangfang cursed: “Scared witless by one fire, afraid of being implicated.”

“We can’t leave,” Mendong had a clump of water grass on his head and couldn’t be bothered to tidy it now, so anxious he was almost crying: “Master Uncle and Yang Zanxing are still in the tiger’s den. We must rescue them!”

“Don’t worry, we won’t abandon them.” Mu Cengxiao looked toward the tiger’s den: “It’s just…”

It’s just that the black abyss in the tiger’s den had closed after Yang Zanxing and Gu Baiying fell in, and could no longer be found, as if it had never existed.

Where exactly had they gone?

…

Zanxing had a dream.

In the dream, clouds steamed and rosy mists swirled. There was a woman in white clothes dancing gracefully, and a man in brocade robes flowing elegantly, standing with their backs to her under flowering trees, talking. She wanted to hear clearly what they were saying. The woman seemed to sense someone approaching and was about to turn around—