Chapter 119: You Do the Work, I Reap the Rewards

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Su Xichen’s expression was cold and fierce, his robes billowing like a storm unleashed. With the power of thunder and might, he suddenly transformed the stones and iron objects into towering mountains and towering pillars, breaking free from the entangling vines and crashing heavily against the eerie stone gate.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The explosive sounds were deafening and overwhelming, yet the strange stone gate only cracked open a thin, worm-like fissure.

From the flickering black light of the gate emerged thirty-two fierce beasts, each grotesque and ferocious, baring sharp teeth and fangs, exhaling clouds of brilliantly colored poisonous mist.

Su Xichen was once again besieged.

He calmly continued to summon miscellaneous items from his storage pouch, smashing each of the thirty-two beasts back one by one.

Each beast radiated an overwhelmingly powerful aura, even surpassing Su Xichen’s own cultivation.

This battle had already lasted nearly two months.

…

Qu Yiqiu sat cross-legged beneath the stone platform, meditating on the commonalities between two incomplete martial arts manuals, slowly assimilating them into her body.

She had sat like this for twelve days.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and said, “Not enough. There might be more recorded techniques above!”

“Then let’s keep going up!” Little Yan was quietly excited. Did her master’s expression mean that these martial arts could indeed help them escape?

Qu Yiqiu nodded thoughtfully and left the dungeon.

At the junction between the first and second floors of the Red Tower, a strange formation had been broken.

Qu Yiqiu immediately thought of Su Xichen going above.

It seemed she was retracing his steps; if Su Xichen had truly left without a word, she might find clues here.

She and Little Yan easily ascended to the second floor.

Unbeknownst to them, before they arrived, Su Xichen had spent nearly three months breaking through the dungeon’s stone gate and formation on the first floor.

Qu Yiqiu had unknowingly gained an advantage.

“Another secret passage!” Qu Yiqiu smiled and, as always, descended the stairs. At the end, she saw a broken stone door and a mountain of white bones.

Qu Yiqiu was stunned: “So many people were trapped and died here!”

Little Yan’s face turned serious—he had no intention of changing masters.

“We will definitely get out!” Qu Yiqiu nodded firmly, her eyes filled with resolve.

This stone gate was visibly three times thicker than the one on the first floor, with withered branches clinging to its surface. Qu Yiqiu didn’t recognize the plant and glanced over it briefly before stepping inside.

The urgent matter was to find a way out!

Years later, when she saw those vibrant branches again, Qu Yiqiu understood that the corpses before the stone gate had not simply been trapped to death—they had been strangled and slowly tortured to death by the entangling vines.

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And this plant was capable of killing even Nascent Soul cultivators at will.

Qu Yiqiu entered the hall, where a stone platform stood at the center.

This platform was different—it was adorned with inlaid flowers at its base, emanated a faint glow, was massive in size, and bore more ancient inscriptions.

Qu Yiqiu’s eyes brightened as she immediately began studying it. The more she read, the greater her chance of escaping seemed.

“Little Yan, help me guard!”

After understanding the inscriptions, she immediately sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to cultivate.

“Rest assured, Master!” Little Yan obediently replied.

Another month passed.

At the top floor of the Red Tower, Su Xichen had finally opened the strange stone gate. Though exhausted, his expression remained cold and indifferent.

He glanced slightly at the small storage pouch in his palm, carefully tucking it away, then fixed a sharp gaze ahead.

Thin, transparent worm-like creatures floated and drifted silently through the air, creeping toward the intruder.

Su Xichen raised his hand, as if grasping thunderclouds in the void, then lightly waved it. The small space instantly roiled with purple lightning, sweeping away countless insects.

The rumbling thunder never ceased.

Below on the second floor, Qu Yiqiu was completely unaware.

Little Yan emerged from her brow, attempting to sense the third floor’s situation, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He tilted his head in puzzlement. When on the first floor, he couldn’t see the second floor either.

This place seemed a forgotten prison space.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Qu Yiqiu pieced together three incomplete martial arts manuals.

She vaguely realized that the power of this technique was far beyond mere longevity.

It was even somewhat inaccurate for the common world to call it the Great Cycle of Rebirth technique.

Seeing Qu Yiqiu open her eyes, Little Yan cheerfully said, “Master, let’s hurry to the third floor!”

“Alright.” Just as Qu Yiqiu nodded, a buzzing sound came from the stairs outside.

Little Yan quickly darted back into her brow, and immediately countless black fiends surged in, blocking the narrow purple-brick stairs completely.

Qu Yiqiu’s face showed shock: “There are so many of these demons!”

And each was at least Foundation Establishment level.

Little Yan sat obediently above her rounded eye, quickly saying, “Master, I can use spatial power to separate them, but you must eliminate them quickly.”

“Okay, no problem!” Qu Yiqiu’s face grew serious.

She hadn’t expected demons inside the tower. Having seen none for some time, she thought the Red Tower might have a protective shield against them.

Now it seemed she had been overthinking.

Though with Little Yan’s help, Qu Yiqiu remained unharmed despite facing so many demons.

But they came in packs, endlessly pouring into the secret passage. There was simply no way out.

She could only stay in the dungeon, day after day slaying demons.

Thus, another month passed.

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Qu Yiqiu collapsed onto the ground, greedily drinking a pot of spirit spring water.

Little Yan, weakened, lay on the rounded eye, no longer wishing to see the black demons.

The indigo purple sparrow phoenix fire, resting in her dantian, sensed Qu Yiqiu’s immense resentment and secretly rejoiced.

Now you’ve tasted the pain of ceaseless toil without rest!

The one-sided extermination on the second floor’s secret passage ended, but the battle of encirclement on the third floor continued.

Su Xichen’s blue robes were torn, revealing skin marked with terrifying blood scars.

Around him, countless tentacles stretched from the dark void, glaring at him with murderous intent. Broken limbs and debris littered the ground, blood staining the red bricks even more vividly and glaringly.

Su Xichen’s aura surged, causing the tentacles deep in the void to tremble slightly.

…

Qu Yiqiu burned the bodies of the demons with a single fire, revealing several black crystals.

She beckoned them over and muttered, “Are these the demon crystals?”

Demon crystals were rare materials used for forging weapons.

The purer the crystal, the more valuable it was.

Little Yan lazily glanced over the black crystals and said, “Yes, only demons of Golden Core level or above can crystallize them.”

Finally, a smile appeared on Qu Yiqiu’s face: “At least a month’s effort wasn’t in vain; there’s some gain.”

“Yeah, I’m almost exhausted.” Using spatial power was not easy. Little Yan lay on the eye, wondering when his master would personally master this power.

———Side Note———

The Dragon Boat Festival holiday is here! Wishing everyone a joyful time!

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