Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 308 Who Sneaked In?

Following their senses, they quickly found the so-called entrance to the passage.

The flickering firelight in the darkness ahead cast intermittent shadows.

Outside the firelight, two figures stood guard at the entrance.

Guan Xun paused slightly, and his steps became much lighter.

In an instant, his wrist twisted, and two needle-thin spiritual energy spikes condensed at his fingertips.

As expected, we finally found the place.

She wondered if there were any hidden traps inside. If she accidentally triggered something like with the previous carving, she would be exposed.

It's better to be careful.

Thinking it over, she immediately concealed all her aura and used her divine sense to move closer to that direction.

Let's go and investigate first.

……

The highest point of Shangjuge is at the top of the tower that disappears into the clouds.

A short figure stood upright in front of a huge rosewood door carved with a double phoenix and intertwined branches pattern.

She was clad in soft armor, her hair styled in neat pigtails, and she was scanning the depths of the clouds with meticulous attention to detail, her arms crossed over her chest.

He looked to be no more than ten years old, and his whole being exuded a seriousness that did not match his appearance.

This person is none other than the head of the four personal guards under the Holy Spirit Goddess, the only one of them.

Contrary to her appearance, she is actually over a hundred years old.

"Tat-tat--"

Suddenly, a steady footstep came from the steps, startling the clouds beside the door.

Fuji suddenly turned his head and saw Aozo walking quickly towards him.

She immediately frowned, somewhat displeased: "Why are you here? Today is the opening day of the pavilion. Shouldn't you be in the hall guarding the Crystal Black Liquid?"

Qingzong paused, then hurriedly said, "I have something important to report to the Holy Spirit Goddess in person."

"The goddess has already begun her seclusion." Fuji shook his head.

"What?" Qingzong asked in astonishment.

The goddess always opens her chambers for three days before going into seclusion, without exception. Why would she start seclusion today?

She was filled with doubt, and her gaze fell on Fuji.

Fuji has followed the goddess the longest and has the deepest seniority, so he should know the reason.

"The appointed time hasn't arrived yet, so why has the goddess gone into seclusion ahead of schedule?"

Upon hearing this, Fuji's expression darkened instantly, and his displeasure deepened: "How could you or I possibly fathom the thoughts of a goddess?"

"..." Qingzong was speechless for a moment, and could only lower his eyes in embarrassment and sigh softly, "I dare not, I'm sorry."

She looked around; the tower top, shrouded in mist, was empty and desolate, with no one else besides Bu Er, which aroused her suspicion once again.

"Why are you the only one on duty here? Where did everyone else go?"

"Didn't Bloodlust return to Nightless City a year ago? We haven't heard from him since." Fuji frowned, his fingertips tapping incessantly on his arm, clearly feeling a little uneasy.

"The goddess has sent Lone Wolf to find him. After all, she is about to go into seclusion, and we all need to stay by her side. No one can be missing."

Qingzong nodded in realization: "I see."

As the lord of the City That Never Sleeps, Bloodlust returns to the city every so often to check on the situation. This is the first time he has gone so long without returning.

Fuji glanced at her sideways: "Why are you rushing up to the top of the tower? What's the matter? You even abandoned your job of guarding the Crystal Black Liquid."

"It's nothing important." Qingzong's expression hardened, and he took two steps closer, lowering his voice. "It's about the champion of the Saint Blade Selection Tournament."

"The champion? The one who slaughtered the Temple Master of the Holy Light Temple last time?"

"Yes."

"What's there to report? Since you're the champion, according to the rules you have to win the championship twice more before you're qualified to become an elder of the Juge Pavilion," said Bu Er.

“She is very strong.” Qingzong’s eyes flashed slightly as he said in a deep voice.

“No matter how strong you are, you still have to follow the rules. Besides, judging from the age of the participants, they are at least ten years old and at most twenty. At that age, how strong can they really be?” Fuji raised his chin slightly, and his twin tails swayed with it.

Seeing the other party's somewhat disdainful expression, Qingzong frowned: "Fuji, what if I said that her strength might even be above mine?"

"Heh, so what..." Bu Er suddenly stopped, his face filled with shock, "What? Are you kidding me?!"

“I don’t quite believe it either, but it’s true.” Qingzong sighed and shook his head. “Her strength is far more complex than it appears; it’s unfathomable. Even when Ni Po mentioned her, her face was full of admiration…”

……

During their conversation, in the void surrounding the top of the tower.

A huge wooden pool, carved from hollowed-out sandalwood, floats silently.

The pool was half-filled with a clear black liquid, which was the crystal black liquid extracted from obsidian.

Wisps of white mist rose from the surface of the liquid, exuding a spiritual aura.

A figure in a red dress is immersed in the liquid.

Her hair fell to her hips, and her skirt floated on the crystal-black liquid without being stained with any ink, as if she were naturally incompatible with the liquid.

Her face was absolutely stunning; she was the same Holy Spirit goddess in the portrait.

At this moment, she was not wearing a veil, and her delicate nose was glistening with water droplets, indicating that she had been closing her eyes and adjusting her breathing for quite some time.

Her aura blended with the black liquid, and the rising white mist continuously seeped into her body, making her complexion even more radiant.

Suddenly, the Holy Spirit Goddess frowned sharply, as if she had sensed something extremely unusual.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her dark pupils surging with intense killing intent.

Almost simultaneously, the black crystal liquid around him crackled and popped under the pressure of an invisible force.

Countless droplets suddenly splashed up, but froze three feet away from her before gently falling back into the pool.

"Looks like some daring little mouse has sneaked into my Upper Residence Pavilion." She murmured, a chill creeping into her voice, before suddenly shouting, "Lingqi!"

The moment the shout fell, the surrounding void began to churn and churn like boiling water.

The muffled thunderous sound made the entire sea of ​​clouds tremble slightly.

A huge black shadow tore through the void and slowly emerged into view.

Several snake heads kept flicking their scarlet tongues, and their crimson vertical pupils darted around.

He then respectfully approached him.

"Master, did you call me?"

"Go to the dungeon." The Holy Spirit Goddess's tone was slow, yet it carried a chilling undertone. "Kill the rats that have sneaked in."

Lingqi's red pupils contracted sharply, and a sense of shock rose in her heart.

What? Someone actually sneaked into the dungeon?

The dungeon only held Chi Rong; there was no one else there. Could it be that the person who came was here to rescue Chi Rong?

It sneered inwardly and immediately obeyed the order.

"Yes, Master."

Immediately afterwards, several heads swung simultaneously, and the massive body, carrying a foul stench, twisted before disappearing back into the void.

They sped off towards the dungeon.

No matter who comes, anyone who dares to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​Shangju Pavilion will only face death!

Just in time——

It hadn't been to the dungeon in a long time, and wanted to see if Chi Rong was alive or dead.

It must be very happy to be locked up in that place...