Zhu Ping'an was startled by the corpse's gruesome state.
There hadn't been a sound just moments ago. How had Ye Qingxian ended up looking like a pincushion? And wasn't this guy the male lead? How could he die so easily?
"Wait!"
Zhu Ping'an crouched down and examined the corpse carefully.
He rummaged through its clothes and quickly pulled out a pack of Furongwang. He'd never seen Ye Qingxian smoke.
The corpse's clothes were the same as Ye Qingxian's, but its build didn't quite match. It was too tall, too short, too fat, or too thin.
In other words, the corpse, its face pierced beyond recognition, might not have been Ye Qingxian at all.
"Ye Qingxian, Ye Qingxian. Looks like you still haven't learned your lesson."
Zhu Ping'an's expression turned cold.
"Zhu Ping'an, something's happened!" Leng Tianjiao hurried over. "The Leng Family's warriors got separated from us!"
Zhu Ping'an looked up at the passage ahead. It was perfectly straight, with nowhere for anyone to hide.
And yet, just moments ago, Ye Qingxian up ahead had turned into a corpse with an unrecognizable face, while the eight Leng Family warriors and Yan Shubing had all vanished.
Such a bizarre turn of events could only mean one thing: Ye Qingxian had planned it all in advance.
"You bastard. Good thing I didn't cure your athlete's foot when I detoxified you."
Zhu Ping'an took out the Athlete's Foot Revealing Spray and sprayed it into the air.
A light green line soon appeared in front of them.
Yan Shubing's athlete's foot had already been cured in the Yijin Lingquan. The only source left for this athlete's foot was Ye Qingxian's crotch.
The green line zigzagged before burrowing into the wall beside them.
A glint flashed in Zhu Ping'an's eyes. He pushed his palm against the stone wall, and it silently rotated halfway around, revealing a brand-new passage. It was so narrow that it looked like only one person could fit through at a time.
"Come on. If Ye Qingxian went to all this trouble to leave us behind and go alone, there must be something good in there!"
Zhu Ping'an darted forward, dragging Leng Tianjiao along as they raced into the passage. As First Order Mid Stage Warriors, the two moved incredibly fast, and soon reached the end.
Zhu Ping'an suddenly stopped. Leng Tianjiao, close behind him, was caught off guard and couldn't halt in time. She crashed right into his back.
It felt as though two hot-water balloons had slammed into his back, but Zhu Ping'an didn't turn around. He just stood there, dumbfounded.
"Zhu Ping'an, what's wrong?"
Leng Tianjiao suddenly grew worried. Ye Qingxian had stopped moving like this just moments ago, only to turn into a corpse with an unrecognizable face. Could Zhu Ping'an have—
She squeezed past him, and when she saw what lay before them, she froze just like he had.
In the narrow passage, their bodies were pressed tightly together, but neither of them could spare a thought for anything else.
Because what lay before them was an entire wall covered in Qi and Blood Pills!
The wall had been carved with countless little niches, each holding transparent jade bottles. Every single bottle was filled with Qi and Blood Pills!
For a First-Rank Warrior, Qi and Blood Pills were priceless treasures. Just one could easily fetch hundreds of thousands.
And now, there were at least ten thousand of them right in front of them!
Ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills—converted into cash, that would be billions!
Back when Zhu Ping'an had racked his brains to exploit a plot loophole, he'd managed to get only ten Qi and Blood Pills.
Even Leng Tianjiao, born into the Leng Family, had never seen so many Qi and Blood Pills with her own eyes.
The two of them looked just like the brothers Wang Duoyu and his companion when they saw a billion in cash inside the vault, their faces frozen in shock and disbelief.
"Get ready to move! Get ready!"
Zhu Ping'an licked his lips, his gaze burning with excitement. Nobody could resist a windfall like this.
With over ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills, even if Mr. Cheng came after him again, he could buy Mr. Cheng's life with them. Even a Seventh Rank Martial Artist would struggle to come up with ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills.
Ye Qingxian really was his lucky star!
"Zhu Ping'an, wait!"
Just as Zhu Ping'an was about to sweep up all the Qi and Blood Pills in front of them, Leng Tianjiao hurriedly grabbed him.
"There are so many Qi and Blood Pills here, and Ye Qingxian got here before us. He couldn't possibly have passed them up."
Leng Tianjiao's reminder brought Zhu Ping'an's brain back to its senses after the windfall had hit him like a brick.
He carefully examined the revealed trail of athlete's foot and saw that the pale green line zigzagged behind the wall.
Zhu Ping'an stepped forward and felt around carefully. Then he noticed a brick near the edge of the wall sticking out. He pressed down hard on it.
Rumble!
Amid a rumble, the wall covered in Qi and Blood Pills slid sideways. Before long, it had disappeared into the stone wall, revealing a new passage.
There was only one reason Ye Qingxian hadn't touched the Qi and Blood Pills: taking them might trigger some danger, or perhaps the mechanism wouldn't open if anyone took any.
With that in mind, Zhu Ping'an let go, and the wall full of Qi and Blood Pills slid back into place.
He took down a few bottles of Qi and Blood Pills, then pressed the raised brick again. Sure enough, no matter how hard he pressed, the wall didn't budge.
He could grab a few bottles while the wall slid into the stone, but what good would a few bottles do? Zhu Ping'an wanted every last one!
Next, he tried breaking through the wall by force. But when he slashed it with his Chuyi Sword, all he got was a string of sparks and a faint white mark.
The powerful recoil left the web between Zhu Ping'an's thumb and forefinger numb.
"Let it go, Zhu Ping'an. Looks like this mechanism was designed so you can't take the Qi and Blood Pills," Leng Tianjiao advised.
Take the pills, and the mechanism wouldn't open. Leave them alone, and the moment the mechanism opened, the wall slid into the stone. A direct assault wouldn't work, either. It was an unsolvable dead end.
If he took the pills and turned back, Zhu Ping'an couldn't bear to. Ye Qingxian hadn't touched them, which meant something even more tempting than ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills lay farther down the passage.
But leaving all those Qi and Blood Pills behind was even harder to stomach. They were worth billions! He didn't even dare release this much when he jerked off!
"Tianjiao, you open the mechanism this time!"
Zhu Ping'an's eyes blazed red, his chest heaving. He looked like he'd made a decision that would disgrace his ancestors.
"This..."
Leng Tianjiao knew Zhu Ping'an couldn't let it go, but she couldn't think of any way to take the Qi and Blood Pills and keep going, unless she and Zhu Ping'an split up.
Fine. She'd help him this once and let him give up for good.
Leng Tianjiao stepped forward and pressed the mechanism. The wall filled with Qi and Blood Pills immediately began sliding into the stone.
But at that moment, Leng Tianjiao was scared out of her wits and screamed.
"Zhu Ping'an, are you fucking insane?"
She saw that Zhu Ping'an had actually stuck his head into one of the niches holding the Qi and Blood Pills!
Once the wall slid into the stone, Zhu Ping'an's head would surely be crushed like an overripe watermelon!
"I'm fine!"
Zhu Ping'an's gaze was as resolute as if he were off to fight the Japanese.
"I bet this mechanism's about to break!"
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