Qiu Wuji and Zhu Mengmeng had reached the depths beneath the brothel.
Clearly, the brothel was only a facade. Inside was a heavily guarded demonic lair, with many male and female Demonic Path cultivators living underground, each cultivating in their own cave abode. The overall atmosphere was far more sinister than that of the brothel above, and its appearance far more horrifying.
In the lofty building above, ethereal sleeves fluttered amid fragrant breezes, laughter, and merriment.
Underground below were corpse refining, soul restraint, the manipulation of skeletal remains, and the draining of human cultivation vessels.
Although these activities were all concealed deep within individual cave abodes, occasional clues could still be glimpsed outside.
Zhu Mengmeng found herself face-to-face with a skeleton tottering toward her, only for a corpse-refining cultivator to drag it back. Inexplicably, it added a touch of cuteness to the gloom.
But no one spoke, much less laughed.
The dark-faced, burly Room Fire Pig seemed to command considerable authority here. Wherever he passed, everyone bowed, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Qiu Wuji asked with apparent casualness, "Judging by your name and the nature of this place, this should logically be a sect that cultivates flame arts. Why are there so many techniques for controlling corpses and manipulating souls?"
Room Fire Pig offered no elaboration, merely answering cautiously, "Longevity of the southern pole, undying soulfire."
Qiu Wuji said, "This place is in the north. Why speak of the southern pole?"
Room Fire Pig said, "Fire does not lie in the north or south, but between heaven and earth. Just as Room Fire Pig should be a northern constellation, so why is it fire? East, south, west, and north are the four extremes, but are earth, water, fire, and wind not also so? The four extremes are merely imagery.