Five Cauldrons VII

Ding Yu thought for a moment, then quickly went to the table, raised her weak and powerless hand, and struggled to take out paper and Charcoal Pencil to begin writing the secret text belonging to the Golden Wing Tower.

Yes, Pine Crane Temple was originally under the jurisdiction of Golden Wing Tower, and it also had its own set of special cipher symbols and rules.

This set of cipher text can only be deciphered by people from Pine Crane Temple. To others, it is just a bunch of scribbles, like a useless piece of paper left after a child has practiced writing.

A few minutes later, Ding Yu wrote more than ten copies, carefully rolled up the papers, and put them into her sleeve.

Then he got up, pushed open the door, and went out.

He had observed it over the past two days; Stone Chamber was a corridor, and beyond the corridor were interconnected underground Stone Hall.

This Stone Hall connects to the rest of the underground space.

None of that matters. What matters is the wind blowing from the Stone Hall.

Ding Yu carefully sensed the changes and flow of the wind.

Then, carefully observe the Stone Chamber from all angles, left, right, up, and down.

Lan Siyi's bedroom definitely has ventilation openings around it.

Where people live, it is impossible not to leave additional airflow areas.

Otherwise, if one of the entrances to such an underground base is blocked and poison is released, everyone inside will die.

Therefore, it's impossible to leave only one ventilation opening here; for safety reasons, there should be multiple ventilation openings.

Ding Yu tiptoed around, carefully listening to the surrounding sounds to make sure no one was passing by.

Then, following the direction of the breeze, slowly move to the left, little by little.

A short while later, he suddenly paused and looked up.

The gray stone wall above was slightly different from the rest of the stone walls.

The stone wall is slightly concave, forming a pit-like structure with the surrounding area.

"The wind comes from here! "Ding Yu's spirits lifted.

However, he was still poisoned and unable to exert any strength; his Super Grade strength seemed to have vanished.

He thought for a moment and judged the height of the ventilation opening.

I walked back and forth below several times, observing carefully.

He finally discovered that there were thin black cracks on the inside of the stone wall, and the airflow was coming in through these cracks.

After making a mental note of it, Ding Yu returned to her bedroom and continued to wait patiently for her opportunity.

He hid the letter and had to find another way to send it out.

Time passed day by day.

Ding Yu stayed obediently in the room, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, and her service attitude became better and better.

This also made Lan Siyi increasingly trusting of him.

Finally, another week has passed.

After much pleading and cajoling, Ding Yu was granted a short break outside.

The person in charge of taking him out for a walk was Zhou Yuan, one of Lan Siyi's personal disciples.

December 25th, sunny.

Above the headquarters of the Five Cauldrons Sect is a Woodland covered with protruding vines and roots.

A faint rustling sound could be heard coming from the bushes somewhere.

Before long, the bushes were parted.

A dark-skinned, curvaceous woman with black hair walked out, pulling up her pants, a satisfied look on her face.

"Alright, hurry up and come out, don't let Master find out." She looked around, feeling a little guilty.

Ever since she heard that her master had acquired a good item, she had been waiting to see when he would get tired of playing with it and give it to her.

I never expected to wait so many days this time, and I'm still not tired of it.

Having finally found a chance to go out with this good guy, she finally got the opportunity to have sex with him.

The taste was indeed excellent.

Zhou Yuan began to consider whether she should go back to take her medicine.

This time, the girl is said to have excellent talent, and she might even give birth to a child with exceptional talent when she gets back.

In many parts of Dan Province, the only way for many people to climb the social ladder is to see the talent of their children.

This has led many people to protect their male lovers very closely.

"Are you done yet?!" Zhou Yuan waited for a while, but when she realized that no one had come out yet, she called out impatiently.

"If you don't come out now, I'll beat you to death!" She slapped a tree trunk impatiently, causing it to sway slightly, and a dark purple handprint appeared where she had hit it.

"Alright, alright." Ding Yu, panting heavily, slowly walked out of the bushes and shrubs.

"It's almost time. Is there anything you want? I can go out and get it for you." As compensation, Zhou Yuan had already arranged with Ding Yu beforehand that she could go to the city to help bring back some things she wanted.

"I want Osmanthus Mung Bean Cake!" Ding Yu replied quickly. "Sister Yuanyuan, you're still the best to me!"

He looked moved.

"Don't give me that!" Zhou Yuan was about to scold her, but unconsciously, thinking of how she felt just now, her tone softened.

"If you think I'm good, then be nicer to your master, so you'll have more Wind Machine."

"Definitely. Of all the people who have been with me these past few days, the one who has been the best to me is Sister Yuanyuan. I really am." Ding Yu's eyes welled up with tears as she recalled the tragic experiences of the past few days, and a wave of sorrow washed over her.

"Alright, stop crying." Zhou Yuan opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't scold her anymore. She walked over, patted Ding Yu's back, and gently comforted her.

"Let's go back."

"Um."

The two leaned on each other and slowly made their way back to the underground headquarters.

What Zhou Yuan didn't notice was that letters covered in dense writing were crumpled into a ball and quietly left on the grass in the distance.

If someone finds the Letter Paper and opens them, they will see a line of small print at the beginning.

'If you can deliver this letter to one of the following addresses, you will receive a reward of ten taels of silver!'

*** Black Dragon City, Treasure Harmony Building.

Zhang Rongfang stood on the balcony, overlooking most of the city.

The crowd below was bustling with noise, and people from passing carriages and horses would occasionally lift their curtains and start singing.

A large stage had been erected in the distance, and people were constantly going up to compete in singing.

Some sang well, while others received only boos.

Those who received boos were forced to leave the stage in a sorry state.

Those who sing well will continue to defend their title.

Those who stay until the end receive tips and flowers from many handsome men in the audience.

Yes, the singing contest here is mostly among women, while the flower givers are mostly men. Zhang Rongfang looked away and unconsciously shook his head slightly.

He had not yet found any news about Ding Yu and the Five Cauldrons Sect, but to his surprise, he discovered a clue about the formation process of the Blood Lotus.

In the past few days, he has gained three more attribute points, which he has added little by little to his health.

Then carefully observe and experience the process of Blood Lotus condensation.

He discovered that the condensation of the Blood Lotus mainly occurred through concentrated changes in the entire blood vessel network on the back.

Blood Lotus is not part of his original bloodline.

Rather, it's an additional, newly created vascular network! 'Why does this vascular network appear naturally?'

He was thinking about this problem.

Close your eyes.

He seemed to be able to recreate the formation process of the Blood Lotus.

The vascular network on the back resembles a tree branching out, growing, extending, and continuing to fork.

Why do blood vessels, so red and vibrant, grow into fixed shapes as if predetermined? What guides them?

Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes and carefully recalled the events, going over them again and again.

The flow of life points converges into Blood Lotus; the entire process is replayed repeatedly.

His memory is much better now than before.

Things became much clearer when I thought about it.

The process of Blood Lotus formation is like a video recording, constantly being replayed.

He has done this many times in the past few days.

But this time, listening to the singing outside, Zhang Rongfang suddenly realized something was different.

Rhythm!

After adding points to health, Life Force will split into two streams: one to strengthen your body, and the other to merge into Blood Lotus.

These two Life Force have been affected by essentially the same things during their flow.

The only subtle difference lies in the rhythm of the Civilian Skill!

Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes.

He saw the Life Force that formed the Blood Lotus, which, in its flowing state, was naturally influenced by the rhythm of the internal circulation of the Civilian Skill.

"Civilian Skill."

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang recalled all the contents of the Civilian Skill Daodian.

In order to learn Civilian Skill, he once consulted Master Yue and other Civilian Skill masters.

Now that he had reached an unprecedented level of Refining Spirit Perfection, looking back on the past, many things suddenly became clear to him.

' Civilian Skill enhance life force, which is used to prolong life, but what if that life force were transformed into personal strength?'

'When I cultivate my Civilian Skill, I intentionally guide the process. But the formation of the Blood Lotus was entirely unguided; it was life itself, naturally influenced by my Civilian Skill, that led to a completely new direction.'

'And this direction...' Zhang Rongfang carefully recalled each detail.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, as if he had discovered something extremely shocking.

He stumbled back several steps, knocking over a bottle of poison on the ground, without even realizing it.

"This is.!?"

His breathing quickened, and his hands clenched involuntarily.

"What on earth is this!?"

***In the mountains and forests.

Two herb gatherers, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs and holding hoes, were carefully searching for something in the grass.

This Woodland is teeming with poisonous insects. Even if they carry sachets to repel them, they could easily run into trouble if they're not careful.

Fortunately, although there are many poisonous insects, there are fewer people who come to collect herbs, resulting in a large number of old wild medicinal herbs.

Although it involves some risk, it is undoubtedly a shortcut for people who urgently need money.

Suddenly, a person bent down and parted the grass, only to see a grayish-white wad of paper inside.

"This is?"

He carefully used a hoe to move the wad of paper over.

Then, using your gloved hands, pinch it up, pick it up, and gently unfold it.

"Brother, come and see what's written on this?"

The herb gatherer was illiterate, so he turned around and called another person.

Upon hearing this, the man got up, walked over, took the crumpled paper, and looked at it.

"This..." His expression changed, and he immediately thought of many things.

Compared to his younger brother, he had also been involved in gangs before and knew the trouble and danger of such things.

"Don't get involved! Once you're entangled in this kind of trouble, you might never be able to get rid of it! It could even lead to the destruction of your family and the loss of your life!"

He was about to throw the crumpled paper away immediately.

But my mother is seriously ill and bedridden, and we don't even have money for medical treatment. I recall the scene of my mother coughing up blood violently.

The older brother stopped what he was doing.

"Elder brother?"

"It's alright. I'll handle this, don't worry about it. Let's go back first." The older brother gritted his teeth, what if it was true?

Such things are not impossible if done carefully.