Wang Li and Ji Shengyao's fingers were intertwined. As she investigated the entrance to the underground tomb, she unexpectedly found an old acquaintance. After a moment's thought, she continued walking, leading Ji Shengyao to an open space adorned with a blood-red sacrificial Formation and hundreds of candles.
Because everyone present was focused on the Formation, they didn't notice the two women. Wang Li and Ji Shengyao emerged directly from the bushes, facing them.
Ji Shengyao, with a puzzled look, was led by Wang Li. As she emerged from the bushes, she saw the evil Formation before her, and several pale, tear-streaked women within it.
She had heard a little about this Formation; it was a Living Sacrifice Formation of the Lianhun Sect, a Sect that everyone sought to destroy. Not only did she discover this living sacrifice, but she also saw a Wanxiang Array Sect Disciple in gray robes holding a whip, standing before everyone.
"Saintess, why are you here?"
Lin Fan was somewhat surprised, but then he suddenly realized that the current situation was extremely wrong. He had originally seen them forcibly abducting innocent women to refine them into ghost Cultivators.
Thinking that saving the beauty might end his nearly thirty years of being a virgin, Lin Fan suddenly appeared as they were about to whip the women, snatching the whip and shouting, "Stop!"
Wang Li covered her pink lips, laughing like an alluring little demoness: "Hehe~, Ji Shengyao, so this is the Prodigy of the Zhen Sect, a subordinate Sect of your Tianchi Holy Land? Secretly, he's a treacherous inner agent of the evil Lianhun Sect, aiding and abetting evil, bullying these defenseless women."
Ji Shengyao gave Wang Li a fierce glare. Although the Lianhun Sect was cruel, how much better was their Hehuan Sect? However, this inner agent of the Zhen Sect seemed to be that notoriously formerly talented Disciple, mentioned by Senior Sister Jiang, who hadn't made any progress in five years. His name seemed to be Lin Fan!
"Lin Fan, right? I originally thought you were just timid and afraid of trouble, kneeling to the Hehuan Demoness to save your life, which I could understand. But why are you a traitor to the Zhen Sect, an executioner for the Lianhun Sect?"
Seeing Ji Shengyao's utterly disgusted gaze and hearing her righteous interrogation, Lin Fan looked at the blood-stained whip in his hand, flustered: "I'm not, I didn't!"
"You dare to do it but not admit it, huh?"
Wang Li didn't give Lin Fan a chance to explain. She directly struck with a palm from a distance; a golden palm print flew out, heavily hitting Lin Fan's chest. With a few "kaka" sounds, Lin Fan's chest caved in, and the faint trace of a palm print was visible.
He flew backward, spitting blood, and landed on a steep slope. Like a wild horse unbridled, he rolled all the way down the slope, looking extremely miserable.
Lin Fan never expected that, after agreeing to meet Meng Yinglong at this largest inn, not only would he encounter a living sacrifice, but he would also be slandered by this demoness as an inner agent on the spot. He was unable to defend himself, becoming the most detested demonic Cultivator in the goddess's heart!
"The Lianhun Sect is handling business, who are you?" The two Disciples of the Lianhun Sect had originally thought the two groups would fight each other, so they didn't interrupt, instead retreating behind Lin Fan. But they never expected Lin Fan to be so easily defeated.
"Your father!"
Wang Li struck again. This time, the palm print continuously grew larger. With a "rumble," she heavily slammed a Lianhun Sect Disciple onto the stone brick ground. A blood mist exploded, and the Disciple was instantly crushed into powder.
Another Disciple rapidly approached Wang Li. Wang Li reached out her hand, and a tiny silver sword appeared in her palm. The silver sword continuously grew larger. Wang Li held the hilt, swung it, and smashed it onto the other Disciple's neck.
With a "crack," the neck was directly broken, and the head dangled. He staggered a few steps before losing his balance and crashing to the ground.
Thinking of Lin Fan, Ji Shengyao said with a voice full of disgust: "I never thought that this Disciple of the Zhen Sect named Lin Fan would commit so many evil deeds! It seems that Lin Fan was originally a good-for-nothing, and his sudden rapid progress is due to Cultivating the Lianhun Sect's evil art, the 'Soul Refining Great Law'!"
Wang Li held Ji Shengyao's small hand with one hand and tapped the iron bars of the underground tomb's prison cell with the silver sword in the other. Inside the cell were imprisoned common prostitutes, who were the food for these female ghost Cultivators.
"That's right, my Cauldron is truly clever. That Lin Fan was originally a Disciple of the Lianhun Sect; he must have been an inner agent hidden in the Wanxiang Array Sect."
Wang Li recalled that there were five playable protagonists in the game, and the male lead could be changed after each level. This meant that soon, after the first level ended, Lin Fan could be sent to his death, and the next male lead would appear, a new sheep to fleece.
Whoever kills him will surely inherit his Luck. She would return to modern times in three to five years, so it was best for the female lead, Ji Shengyao, to inherit the Luck.
"Damn it, luckily you killed him!"
"He won't die that easily."
Wang Li tapped the iron bars with her sword sheath. In the silent, eerie, and terrifying underground corridor, waves of miserable ghost wails echoed.
Fear comes from insufficient firepower. If even Lin Fan could solo this dungeon, it would naturally be easy for her, no problem at all.
She picked up the silver sword and smashed it onto the ground. Dazzling golden light burst forth, transforming the entire dark and terrifying corridor into daylight.
As soon as those transparent female ghosts encountered the golden light, black Qi emanated from their bodies. With a "sizzle," they completely dissipated into a black mist, then vanished.
"I know you've suffered a lot. I'll send you to Reincarnation now!"
Wang Li raised her silver sword, and a golden light shot out from its tip. Under the sweeping light beam, dozens of ghost Cultivators were directly dispersed, turning into ashes once more. A gust of wind blew, and they vanished.
Wang Li deliberately squeezed Ji Shengyao's small hand: "I've done another good deed, eliminating the Lianhun Sect Disciples and that inner agent Lin Fan. Shouldn't you reward me? What we didn't do last night, let's continue later."
Wang Li originally meant they hadn't touched each other last night, but Ji Shengyao's mind went to the foot-licking topic again. She was both angry and ashamed, seething with indignation: "You pervert, you're truly disgusting! Not only do you constantly think about that, but you also specifically choose those disgusting positions!"
Her bottom line was getting lower and lower. Would she one day truly become a female slave with no dignity, willingly prostrating herself at her feet to lick them in her favorite position? Isn't that too disgusting!
"Why are you so excited... It's not like I haven't touched you before."
Ji Shengyao's face grew even redder, and her words were a bit stuttered: "You said touching me, I thought you meant... that thing about licking feet..."
"You're really unhealthy, you deserve a punishment!"
Wang Li reached behind Ji Shengyao, raising her hand high, intending to deliver a heavy blow to her perky backside. But Ji Shengyao deftly dodged with a sidestep.
"Not listening again? Think about those poor women still bound in the Formation, and then think about the contract in your body. Now, obediently listening is your best choice."
Ji Shengyao thought about it. Even the most embarrassing intimate acts had already occurred. Moreover, what this demoness said was indeed true, so she...
Though hesitant, she still angrily pointed at Wang Li: "You, you, you!"
"Me what, me!" Wang Li didn't give her a chance and immediately raised her hand again, applying a little force to that perky spot behind her and striking it. There was a crisp "slap," and the force made Ji Shengyao take a small step forward to regain her balance.
Ji Shengyao's face turned as red as a traffic light. After being hit, she couldn't help but let out a soft: "Mmm~!"
Seeing the demoness trying to discipline her even during a fight, Ji Shengyao secretly made a decision: tonight was the time to use the Soul-Confusing Powder her Master had given her. She would drug the demoness, then capture her, and make her experience the same humiliation she felt today. Demoness, your good days are coming to an end!