Chapter 1839: Escape to Freedom

"The Ghost King, well..." Zu An stammered, at a loss for how to explain.

"Is the Ghost King still down there, coming after us?" Xie Daoyun exclaimed in alarm, quickly looking towards the coffin, fearing the dark figure would burst out. The horror of the Ghost King had left a deep psychological scar on the young girl.

"No, you don't need to be scared, she won't come out," Zu An reassured her.

"Did he die down there then?" Qiu Honglei asked, puzzled.

"Not exactly..."

As Zu An fumbled for words, Yun Jianyue grew impatient. "What's going on? He's neither alive nor dead. Don't tell me you... slept with him," Yun Jianyue said snarkily.

Zu An's eyes widened. "How did you know?"

The women: "???"

Yun Jianyue was dumbfounded. She had only said it offhand, precisely because she thought it was impossible. But this guy... he really went beyond the pale. Even an existence like the Ghost King... that? People, at least shouldn't...

The women silently backed away from him, all staring at him with strange expressions.

"No, you've misunderstood," Zu An quickly explained, seeing their reactions and deciding to discard his inhibitions. "She's inside Jing Teng right now."

"He possessed Jing Teng?" Yan Xuehen's mind instantly conjured up numerous scenarios. The Ghost King seemed to possess a soul-absorbing ability. If he had possessed Jing Teng's body, and Zu An, thinking it was Jing Teng, had... engaged in relations unknowingly...

Even if he was unaware, the implications were still explosive.

"The Ghost King's previous form was just the appearance of the Master of Black Mist. She's actually Jing Teng's twin sister." Seeing their misunderstandings deepen, Zu An quickly explained the whole story. He had originally felt embarrassed about telling them he'd gotten intimate with Black Jing Teng so soon, but he realized their current misconceptions were far more exaggerated. It was better to just tell the truth.

After hearing his explanation, the group's expressions were a sight to behold. Each person opened their mouth, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say. Finally, Chu Chuyan quietly stated, "You really are something." It seemed she would have to spend more time with him in the future; otherwise, at this rate, he might bring back an entire army of women.

Rage points from Chu Chuyan +111,111,111...

Yan Xuehen's face was frosty. While they were worrying themselves sick about him above ground, he was enjoying himself below, acquiring both sisters.

Rage points from Yan Xuehen +111,111,111...

Yun Jianyue chuckled, patting his shoulder. "Young man, you're quite the player." Although she was smiling, the continuous surge of rage points betrayed her true feelings.

Rage points from Yun Jianyue +111,111,111...

The other women also had various expressions, continuously contributing rage points.

Zu An also felt wronged. "I had no choice." He had actually been very careful to examine his own actions, never casually provoking others. But he couldn't resist the course of destiny.

Pei Mianman smiled sweetly. "We know you had no choice, so we're not blaming you." Zu An glanced at her smiling, peach-blossom eyes, thinking, *If I hadn't received so many rage points from you, I might actually believe that.*

At this moment, Qiu Honglei considerately said, "This really can't be blamed on Ah Zu. Jing Teng and the Ghost King are also considered saviors of the world. If I were Ah Zu, I would also save them." *Humph, you all blame him, but I'll do the opposite and let him know who's the best.*

Zu An was indeed incredibly touched. Honglei truly was the most thoughtful.

Yan Xuehen and the other women cast sideways glances at her, finding her words surprisingly manipulative, wondering who had taught her. Yun Jianyue raised an eyebrow and shot a challenging glare back. *What, jealous? My good disciple, this is what a demonic enchantress is like.*

As the women were engaged in their silent rivalry, a terrifying roar echoed through the entire tomb, and rocks began to fall everywhere.

The women's expressions shifted slightly. "Is there something wrong with the grand tomb again?"

Zu An was a bit puzzled. "Logically, the tomb's seal should be incredibly solid now. There shouldn't be any problems." Suddenly, his heart stirred. Sensing a wisp of spiritual thought from Jing Teng, he quickly said, "Hurry, the grand tomb is closing!" For thousands of years, the grand tomb had been largely sealed, only opening briefly for special events. Now that the Demon Suppressing Divine Talisman was repaired and the Demon Suppressing Array was functioning again, there was naturally no need for it to remain open.

Hearing his words, the others dared not delay and rushed out. According to people from this world, the grand tomb only appeared once every hundred years at minimum, or even thousands of years. They certainly didn't want to be trapped inside for such an immense period.

Soon, the group moved quickly towards the exit. Along the way, Zu An encountered others and hastily warned them to leave quickly. Some people did sense the abnormality and followed them out. However, others thought he was deliberately trying to trick them into leaving so he could monopolize the treasures, and they angrily cursed him. They believed the tomb's current movements might indicate the emergence of some valuable treasure, and they became even more excited, rushing further inside. It's hard to persuade those who are determined to self-destruct.

Zu An and his group, of course, weren't so altruistic as to insist on saving them. Seeing this, they continued to run outside. Zu An also deliberately rushed towards a certain spot where they had entered earlier, wanting to take the unconscious Wei Suo with them. He had specifically asked Black Jing Teng about this before, and she had told him that she hadn't taken Wei Suo's life at the time. It wasn't a deliberate act of mercy; she had simply had a vague feeling that leaving him alive might serve another purpose later. Unexpectedly, he was now missing. Zu An didn't know if he had woken up and left on his own, or if he had been carried off by some monsters within the grand tomb. He searched the vicinity for a while but found nothing.

At this point, more and more areas were collapsing around them. From a distance, they saw the light from the tomb entrance narrowing, realizing the gate was closing. Zu An dared not delay any longer and could only silently pray for him. He dashed towards the main entrance with the women, moving like lightning.

At this moment, the people who had remained nearby finally began to react, crying out in alarm and frantically running towards the exit. However, seeing the gate closing faster and faster, and realizing they couldn't possibly make it out in time, they became desperate. One by one, they attacked those around them, thinking, *If I can't escape, then no one else will either.*

Zu An and his group also encountered many attacks. Left with no choice, they retaliated, no longer holding back. Although their current cultivation level allowed them to easily overwhelm these attackers, being attacked still slowed them down to some extent. Furthermore, too many people were scrambling to get out ahead of them, crowding the path. To their dismay, they realized that even at their current speed, they wouldn't be able to get out before the gate closed.

Zu An's expression changed. Disregarding everything else, he swept his arm out, pulling all the women near him into his embrace, and shouted, "Hold onto each other!" Then he continuously activated his "Great Wind" skill, teleporting outwards repeatedly. After performing it seven or eight times, he finally burst through a second before the main gate completely closed.

The group looked back, their faces paling. After the gate shut, the entire grand tomb began to sink, forming a terrifying whirlpool that sucked in surrounding trees and livestock. Zu An dared not delay and continued to sprint outwards. At this point, he felt his body lighten, and his mental energy recovered much faster. Waves of vital energy continuously flowed into his body. He knew the other women were helping him in their own unique ways.

They continued to sprint for dozens of miles until the terrifying aura finally vanished. Everyone then collapsed onto the ground, exhausted. Even though Zu An's strength was far greater than before, leading so many people and continuously teleporting and dashing along the way had left him pale with exhaustion.

Then, Chu Chuyan took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and offered a bottle of spiritual liquid to his lips. "Ah Zu, this is White Jade Capital's Rose Dew; it's excellent for recovering from mental energy depletion."

"Thanks," Zu An said, drinking the liquid. He felt a sweet, cool sensation flow into his mouth, and his spirit was instantly revitalized. At this moment, Chu Chuyan quietly said, "Can you let go of my master now?"

Zu An's heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked to his side and found his left arm wrapped around Yun Jianyue and his right arm around Yan Xuehen. They, in turn, were holding onto the other women. After all, even with Zu An's long arms, he couldn't have embraced all six women at once.

The women stared at him with strange expressions. Yun Jianyue said with a half-smile, "How does it feel to embrace Sect Master Yan? Countless men in this world wish they could be so close to her but never get the chance, yet you've held her for so long today. If they found out, they'd probably be so jealous they'd want to kill you."

Chu Chuyan looked at her master with some confusion. Her master never allowed men to touch her body; why wasn't she angry after all this time?

A blush flashed across Yan Xuehen's face, and she stood up immediately. "There are also plenty of men in the world who want to embrace Cult Master Yun, and none of them have succeeded either."

Yun Jianyue sighed exaggeratedly. "Oh, well, who can blame those pesky men in the world for falling for your 'celestial maiden' act? Unlike me, who's constantly being targeted and hounded."

Sensing the animosity between the two, Zu An quickly explained, "The situation was urgent just now. I just grabbed the closest people around me. I didn't mean to offend you two esteemed seniors. Please forgive me."

"Seniors?" Yun Jianyue and Yan Xuehen narrowed their eyes slightly. *Sweet talk in private, but only 'seniors' in public?* However, they also knew that given their status in the martial world and as Honglei's and Chuyan's masters, he should indeed address them as 'seniors'. This thought only made them more annoyed.

Zu An's scalp tingled. Feeling the strange atmosphere in the air, he thought, *I absolutely must not be out with several women at the same time in the future. Too many women can lead to trouble.*

At this moment, Qiu Honglei, seemingly eager to stir up trouble, leaned close to Zu An and whispered, "So, between my master and Sect Master Yan, whose waist was more comfortable to hold?" Although she tried her best to lower her voice, Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue's cultivation levels were far higher than before. Both immediately pricked up their ears, waiting for his answer.

Zu An's hair stood on end. Just as he was at a loss for what to do, a terrifying fluctuation came from afar, followed by a figure rapidly falling towards them.

"Jijiu?" Recognizing the person's appearance, everyone present's expression subtly changed.