The darkness was pitch black.
She Xuan seemed to have the ability of night vision, and with her long tail and cunning feet, she soon left Lu Bei behind and ran off to an unknown place.
It's not that she had no contribution at all. She triggered some mechanism that lit the eternal lamp, causing the stone passage in the cave to light up instantly.
Lu Beigang threw out a luminous bead and rubbed the blade against the stone wall to explore the way. When he saw the light suddenly turned on, he hurriedly raised the knife to protect himself.
It's calm.
He picked up the luminous bead, and without caring about the principle of the eternal lamp, he took out the compass and explored forward carefully.
If Zhu Bo were here, he would definitely find something wrong. They were not the first visitors to come here in a thousand years. The cave had been explored a long time ago, and people might have stayed here for a while. The special oil consumed by the eternal lamp was the most powerful evidence.
This would explain the golden spider and the key embedded in its head.
Lu Bei groped his way carefully, and with the help of the compass, he stayed unharmed. While marveling at the magic of Zhu Bo's magic weapon for breaking the formation, he was determined to lose it.
He promised Zhu Bo that the fan would not be lost, but he did not promise to return the compass safely.
She Xuan was full of tricks, and he was caught off guard for a moment, and was ambushed by her and lost his compass. This was reasonable and did not violate the agreement.
Lu Bei, who was secretly happy, didn't realize that it would be the same with or without a compass. Someone had been here a few years ago, and the mechanism had been destroyed and the formation had been broken. Even if he lay down and rolled over, nothing would happen to him.
After Lu Bei followed him and left, She Xuan slid down from a pillar. She watched the sequence of Lu Bei's steps and followed his example, safely passing through the trap that she considered to be the most dangerous.
Back to Lu Bei, holding the compass to break the formation, he passed through several passages without any danger and finally arrived at a huge square stone chamber.
It was square, 10 meters long and wide, with an arc-shaped roof like an inverted bowl, and a huge luminous bead dotted in the middle. In the center of the paved floor, directly below the luminous bead, was a platform similar to an altar.
"Tsk, such a big radioactive isotope, I have to hurry up, I must not let it cause cancer." Lu Bei shuddered and quickly came to the altar.
While looking for the keyhole, he examined the patterns on the altar and was soon attracted by the words on it.
"It's actually a demonic text?"
Lu Bei didn’t understand the demon language, but since there were a few engraved on the token of Yuhua Sect, he could barely make out what it was.
"Yes, it is Yao Wen. The owner of this cave is not a demon cultivator, but a demon cultivator senior from the same lineage as me." She Xuan slowly slid into the stone chamber and looked at the altar behind Lu Bei. A flash of desire flashed across her golden eyes.
"Don't look around, they're all mine."
Lu Bei held his sword in front of him, blocking She Yan's sight.
"Without my help, you can't open the blood mechanism." She Xuan said firmly.
What is the bloodline mechanism? Doesn’t it need a key to open it
Lu Bei frowned but didn't ask the question in his mind. She Xuan saw his expression and softened a little: "I don't know what evil method you used to suppress the backlash of the magic power, but I am not completely helpless. Rather than both sides suffering, why not take a step back and choose to cooperate and share the relics of the demon cultivator senior together."
"Commander Zhu believed your words and was half dead."
Lu Bei smiled and shook his head, shaking the black gold straight knife in his hand: "The Liu brothers believed you and split up. Why should I believe you?"
She Xuan was very afraid of Lu Bei, but she couldn't let go of such a great opportunity to advance her bloodline, so she took the initiative to surrender and said, "I swear that I will only take one thing from the relics of the demon cultivator senior. If I break my oath, I will be killed by the backlash of my bloodline."
As her momentum weakened, Lu Bei became curious: "What is that... Wait, if the demon cultivator only has one relic, what do I get?"
"I am a demon cultivator. Senior and I share the same bloodline. What I want is naturally the pure bloodline he left behind. You are not a demon cultivator, so it is useless for you to take it."
She Xuan was very annoyed, but she patiently explained: "If the senior only left behind the bloodline items and no other relics, I will owe you one. I have a business on hand. How about you come with me?"
She Xuan's business refers to another relic that requires the blood of the Zhu family to open. Lu Bei had heard She Xuan mention it before, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. But when he heard it again now, he was immediately excited.
Going to the tomb does not necessarily mean tasks and experience, but if you don’t go to the tomb, there will definitely be no tasks and experience.
Lu Bei pondered for three seconds and nodded decisively: "Okay, I will cooperate with you, you take a blood oath!"
"What about you?"
"I?!"
Lu Bei pointed at himself, turned around and looked, and confirmed that She Yan was talking about him, and said confidently: "I have the advantage, why should I swear? I am still waiting to break the contract, what if I get backlashed?"
"This is too much!"
She Xuan hissed as she spit out poisonous smoke. She originally wanted to have some more conversation with Lu Bei and talk to him about the principles of win-win cooperation. Unexpectedly, before she even opened her mouth, Lu Bei took action.
The skill 'Blood Rage' is activated and the capture is judged to be successful.
Having experienced the feeling of oppression once, She Xuan not only did not develop antibodies, but was also left with a serious psychological trauma because of Lu Bei's massacre. When she felt the oppression again, her basic attributes dropped sharply. Although they were not cut in half, they were reduced by as much as 30% to 40%.
She was angry and afraid, but she suppressed her fear, spit out fine needles from her mouth, and moved swiftly, not daring to give Lu Bei any chance to take advantage of her.
The skill 'Dark Tide' is activated.
Lu Bei gathered his strength and swung his magic fan violently, creating a strong wind that blew back the poisonous smoke and needles, rendering She Xuan's attack ineffective.
Zhu Bo and She Xuan have worked together several times and know that she is good at using poison. The magic fan is her trump card, which can effectively restrain her when they fall out.
She Xuan thought to herself that the situation was tricky. Suddenly, a flying knife was blown by the strong wind and landed within two steps of her. A flash of fire exploded and her nimble body accidentally lost its balance.
Boom! !
A strong wind suddenly arose, and Lu Bei seized the opportunity and suddenly created a hurricane. She Xuan was unable to resist and her body flew backwards and hit the wall of the stone chamber hard.
The old injury on her chest worsened, and She Xuan couldn't help but let out a low cry.
clang!
The cold blade touched her face, and the biting chill woke her up from the pain. She caught a glimpse of the black gold straight knife pressed against her cheek, and suddenly she felt sad and angry.
Lost again!
Lu Bei held the knife against She Xuan's cheek with one hand and held her slender snake neck with the other. He felt the long tail around her waist tightening coldly and shook the sharp blade in his hand violently.
"Aunt Snake, the advantage is mine, what do you think?"
Lu Bei looked down at her and said that it had been proven that there was still experience to be gained by defeating She Xuan again, but it was much less than before.
[You defeated She Xuan and gained 10,000 experience points]
Don't you give me experience by repeatedly brushing it
Or was it because he was too quick this time, She Xuan's resistance was not fierce enough, and the process was not as dangerous as last time, which led to a lower evaluation
As his experience decreased, Lu Bei looked unhappy and gloomy, and then he snorted coldly.
"… "
Red blood dripped from the wound on her cheek and slid down the blade of the black gold straight knife. She Xuan gritted her teeth and loosened the snake tail that was wrapped around Lu Bei.
"Very good, I received your sincerity."
Lu Bei was in a strong position and refused to give in. "Regarding your oath to serve me as your master, I have considered it over and over again and I have no objection. Please take the oath!"
"Then you might as well kill me."
She Xuan clenched her teeth, her pupils shrank into a line, and her snake tail wrapped around Lu Bei again, as if she was determined to splatter Lu Bei with blood at all costs.
"I'm just saying, why are you clinging to me so tightly, Aunt Snake? I respect your age, don't think of swallowing young grass." Lu Bei activated the 'Blood Rage' skill, pressing She Huan until her hands were sore and her tail was numb. She let out a whine and let go of the long tail.
"Aunt Snake, swear an oath. Open the blood mechanism. You can only take one of the demon cultivator's relics. If you take more, you will be attacked by your bloodline."
Lu Bei looked like a villain: "As for me, it depends on my mood when the time comes. Is that okay with you?"
She Xuan remained silent, leaving the snake meat on the sticky board to be slaughtered. She did not place her hopes on Lu Bei, but only wished to see what the opportunity to advance her bloodline would look like before she died.
She swore a blood oath in the devil script, and after reading it, with Lu Bei's friendly reminder, she repeated it in a language that everyone could understand.
The blood curse was formed, and appeared on the back of She Xuan's hand like a brand. She was sweating profusely and looked at Lu Bei angrily. Seeing that he had no sense of being a winner, she raised her hand and pushed away the straight knife at her neck.
She Xuan staggered to the altar, and Lu Bei did not stop her. He placed the blade on her slender waist and urged her, "Hurry up, stop dawdling, I can't hold my blade down any longer."
"Shut up and stop talking nonsense!"
With no way out, She Xuan became more open-minded. Like a dead snake, she was not afraid of boiling water. She remained unmoved by all kinds of threats from Lu Bei.
She raised her hand and grasped the straight knife against her waist. She endured the pain and slashed it fiercely, pouring the blood dripping from her palm into the altar pattern. She said weakly: "It is not easy for demon cultivators to advance. Bloodline is the most precious. If the seniors leave any relics, they will only choose to leave them to the younger generations of the same bloodline. Without my help, your life..."
"I know, I know, you are the best, okay?" Lu Bei interrupted, too lazy to listen to She Yan's nonsense.
After a while, She Xuan lost too much blood, and her already fair face now looked even more sickly pale. She looked at the altar pattern submerged in blood with a look of disbelief in her eyes.
"It hasn't been turned on yet, weird, could it be that the mechanism is damaged?"
"Maybe you're short of blood. Don't be frugal. Put more in." Lu Bei kindly reminded.
"… "
The words were not human, but they did make some sense. She Xuan knew that the purity of her blood was too low, so she poured a bottle of blood-replenishing pills into her mouth, gritted her teeth and started bleeding again.
The camera turned and saw She Xuan, who had lost too much blood, fainting on the ground, with Lu Bei rummaging through the Qiankun bag next to her.
I don't mean any bad things. He's just a good person doing good things. He's helping to find hemostatic pills!