Sixth Senior Brother Is Truly a Good Person

Seeing his Second Senior Brother Fu Ming appear gave Yang An a bit more confidence, so he recounted everything that had happened the previous night without missing a single detail.

After listening to Yang An's story, Fu Ming couldn't help but cough a few times, though his brows gradually relaxed.

"Junior Brother, there's no need to worry. That was indeed your Sixth Senior Brother, Jin Tong."

"Due to his Fate Dao Technique, he can only fall into a deep sleep for ten hours a day. That's why he likes to play around in other people's dreams. You shouldn't take it to heart."

"If he dared to have ill intentions towards you, Master would certainly not let him off."

"..."

Hearing his Second Senior Brother's explanation, Yang An fell silent, suddenly feeling a headache coming on.

What kind of weirdos are these guys!

"So, Sixth Senior Brother didn't actually mean to harm me?"

"That's right, it's just his nature. He once dared to enter Master's dream, and when Master discovered him, he almost died. Fortunately, Master showed mercy and spared his life, but his nature is hard to change."

What a ruthless guy, daring to enter the old man's dreams too. He's truly not afraid of death.

Hearing his Second Senior Brother say this, Yang An immediately felt that this Sixth Senior Brother was probably no less formidable than the Eldest Senior Brother and Senior Sister who dared to attack the old man. They were all ruthless individuals who weren't afraid of death.

"Is there any way to prevent him from entering my dreams?"

Yang An asked. He had secrets on him, and it would be bad if they were leaked in his dreams.

"Yes!"

Fu Ming nodded.

Yang An looked at him with full of hope.

"Junior Brother, please wait a moment. I'll go report this to Master and be right back."

"..."

Fine, it seems like one thing subduing another is more reliable.

Watching his Second Senior Brother quickly leave, Yang An didn't stop him. He had been quite scared last night, and it was necessary for Sixth Senior Brother to give an explanation for this matter.

A considerable amount of time passed.

Until several sudden, high-pitched, and tragic howls echoed from afar, reverberating throughout Corpse Saliva Valley.

Yang An knew then that this matter was likely settled.

Those were indeed the sounds he had heard in his dream last night. Sixth Senior Brother must be paying the price for it now.

As a matter of fact, it was exactly as he thought. At this very moment, in Old Man Fate Crane's dojo.

This was the tallest building in all of Corpse Saliva Valley, named Jing Tian Pavilion. From the pavilion, one could see everything in the entire Corpse Saliva Valley.

Fu Ming, covering his mouth and coughing intermittently, waited obediently outside Jing Tian Pavilion without a word.

Even though the screams within Master's dojo continued incessantly, he remained completely unfazed, his expression very calm.

After a good while, a person covered in blood and wounds was heavily thrown out. Fu Ming still didn't look at him, and then he received a summons from Master and entered the pavilion.

"This is the decree for Ascension Cave. Take your junior brother to pick out an item."

A crimson token slowly flew in front of Fu Ming, and he caught it.

"Yes, Master!"

Fu Ming nodded and respectfully withdrew.

He knew very well that Ascension Cave was Master's secret treasure trove and the foundation of the entire Fate Crane Sect. However, Master rarely allowed disciples to enter it casually.

Now that Master had given him the decree to take Junior Brother Yang An there, it was self-evident that Sixth Senior Brother Jin Tong must have paid a heavy price for Master to be so generous.

As he left, Fu Ming glanced at Jin Tong, who was still lying on the ground.

Jin Tong was now barely breathing, appearing to be on the verge of death, as if he could die at any moment.

But it was just a very calm glance. Fu Ming quickly withdrew his gaze, his expression neither happy nor sad, and left.

Upon returning to Yang An's residence, Fu Ming conveyed Master's message and informed him that Sixth Senior Brother Jin Tong would not dare to relapse for at least a short period.

Yang An appeared quite surprised by this.

When he learned that he could enter Ascension Cave and freely choose an item, Yang An couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. He was overjoyed, and his previous displeasure towards Sixth Senior Brother vanished.

He hadn't expected such a bonus.

Looking at it this way, Sixth Senior Brother was truly a good person!

He even felt like Sixth Senior Brother should come around more often; his junior brother would definitely welcome him with open arms!

Just being scared in his dreams could lead to such immense benefits. It was practically a massive profit. He could endure it even if it happened a few more times.

As for being able to enter Ascension Cave, Yang An looked towards his Second Senior Brother and asked:

"Senior Brother must be very familiar with this. Do you have any suggestions?"

Fu Ming visibly pondered for a moment.

"Naturally, the Fate Dao Technique is the most important. There are many techniques in the Ascension Cave, junior brother must be careful. Some techniques are not for us to touch."

Yang An immediately understood, thinking his second senior brother was warning him about the dangerous price some techniques demanded.

"Thank you, senior brother, junior brother will keep that in mind!"

Seeing this, Yang An felt his impression of his second senior brother improved even further.

He instructed Fu Gui, the Corpse Slave, to guard their residence with the other Corpse Slaves, and then followed Fu Ming to the Ascension Cave.

Speaking of which, the name Ascension Cave was rather strange.

The words "Ascension Cave" clearly implied ascending to immortality, yet it also had the word "Cave," indicating it was located within some sort of underground cavern.

Could it be that it was named Ascension, but in reality, it was a descent into the earth?

This made Yang An think of everything related to cultivation in this world. While it could make cultivators stronger, it also required a heavy price to be paid.

Perhaps there was some connection. Yang An couldn't think of much else, so he stopped pondering it.

Soon, the two arrived at the Ascension Cave. As Yang An had expected, it was indeed an underground cavern.

Hmm, an underground cavern with no visible entrance or exit. If Fu Ming hadn't pointed it out, he might have mistaken it for just ordinary ground.

When Fu Ming held up the decree given by their master, which essentially granted permission for only one entry into the Ascension Cave, he tossed it into the air. The decree dispersed into countless scattered light spots that fell onto the ground.

Where there was nothing before, as the countless light spots landed, several twisted and interwoven hidden lines gradually appeared.

As these lines became tightly entangled, they quickly wove a illusory gate on the ground.

"Junior brother, you cannot stay in the Ascension Cave for more than an hour. Hurry back."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Yang An thanked him and stepped into the illusory gate alone.

As light and shadow interchanged in an instant, as if day and night were reversed, Yang An rubbed his eyes to gradually adjust to his surroundings. It was pitch black, as if daylight never reached here.

Fortunately, as a cultivator in the False Eater Realm, he could gain the ability to see in the dark by channeling his spiritual power into his eyes, so it wasn't a problem.

However, when he saw the layout of the underground cavern clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Looking around, the entire cavern was about half the size of a football field.

But within this cavern, besides some casually placed items, there were quite a few lifelike stone sculptures of people of various shapes and sizes.

These stone sculptures were all life-sized and depicted human forms and appearances, with different facial expressions.

Some showed pain, despair, anger, or panic...

They were so lifelike, as if they were living people, numbering over a dozen.

For a moment, Yang An even had the illusion that he had arrived at some kind of human purgatory.

Fortunately, these stone sculptures were not real living beings. They had been placed here, seemingly for many years, enduring the ravages of time, but that was all.

Yang An was puzzled. He scanned the cavern several times but couldn't find any books or scrolls recording techniques. The casually placed items were clearly magic artifacts and spiritual items.

Could it be that the techniques treasured by the old man were hidden within these stone sculptures?

His gaze finally settled on the human-shaped stone sculptures before him.