Chapter 759: Is This a Grave?

Ren Guhong actually agreed.

Wu Manyue stomped her foot in exasperation: "Senior Brother Ren, you can't let him go! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

If she had known Jiang Fan would also join, she wouldn't have hidden the key. She would have just opened the place directly with Ren Guhong. Now, her plan to monopolize the treasures had failed, and she had brought Jiang Fan, this wolf, into the fold.

Ren Guhong reprimanded Wu Manyue: "Junior Sister Wu! As a senior sister, you should act like one. If you're unwilling to share even a small benefit with your junior brothers, how will you win their hearts?"

He then patted Jiang Fan's shoulder and said, "Don't mind her. I found the key, so I decide who to invite."

Jiang Fan cupped his hands in gratitude: "Senior Brother Ren, your generosity is truly admirable."

Ren Guhong smiled: "Come on, follow your senior brother to the eighth floor!"

Jiang Fan nodded. Before leaving, he lifted a finger and carved words onto the large black stone with spiritual energy. It was a message to Liu Qingxian and the others, informing them of his whereabouts, to prevent them from worrying and searching aimlessly later.

Wu Manyue stomped her foot and secretly gritted her teeth: "Ren Guhong! Just you wait, you'll regret this!" Reluctantly, she followed behind them.

Led by the two, Jiang Fan arrived at the eighth floor. As soon as he entered, Jiang Fan felt a faint trace of yin energy in the air. Although not as potent and harmful as that from yin corpses, the smell was still quite unsettling.

"Junior Brother Jiang, you need to be extra careful on the eighth floor," Ren Guhong said, frowning as he fanned the murky air in front of him. "Occasionally, shadowy creatures roam here. Did the senior on duty above warn you about anything?"

Jiang Fan looked puzzled and replied, "He told us male disciples to abstain from lust."

Ren Guhong nodded: "That's right then. Remember, you must abstain from lust."

"Absolutely."

Uh— Jiang Fan was bewildered. Why abstain from lust?

At this moment, Ren Guhong took out two talismans, one for himself and one for Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan took it, just about to ask what the talisman was for, when Ren Guhong silently stuck it to his own chest. Instantly, his entire body vanished into thin air. Then, his voice came from close by.

"This is a low-grade Dust-Free Talisman. Anyone below the Nascent Soul stage won't be able to detect us. There are many disciples active on the eighth floor. If they discover our tracks, they'll definitely follow us."

Jiang Fan smiled knowingly. Invisibility, he was familiar with that. He immediately stuck it to his chest. Seeing Ren Guhong's caution, Jiang Fan finally felt what it was like to face disciples from the Outer Realm Divine Sect. With such a teammate, exploring that secret chamber would undoubtedly be much safer.

Wu Manyue also made a move. She took out a man's jade hair crown, preparing to wear it for invisibility. Suddenly, she shivered, as if she felt Jiang Fan's burning gaze. She quickly stuffed it back into her embrace and exchanged it for a low-grade Dust-Free Talisman, sticking it on her chest.

"Senior Sister Wu, did you get a new treasure?" Jiang Fan's voice came from the air ahead. "The one you just pulled out, was it perhaps for invisibility? How effective is it?"

Wu Manyue quickly clutched her chest and snapped, "Jiang Fan! I'm warning you! Dare to covet it, and I'll fight you to the death!"

Jiang Fan was speechless: "I can't even ask? Aren't you being a bit too wary of me?"

Wu Manyue chuckled angrily: "Before my entire pouch of spatial treasures vanished into thin air, I also thought there was no need to be overly wary of you. Now, no amount of caution is enough! Less talk, follow our footsteps! If you lose us, don't blame us for playing dirty."

Having said that, she fell silent, leaving a trail of footprints on the ground. Ren Guhong's were also there.

Following like this wasn't reliable. What if the path ahead was too solid to leave footprints? Or if they deliberately took to the air, where would Jiang Fan find their footprints?

"Little Qilin, do you see any magic treasures ahead?"

Little Qilin, peeking through a gap in his embrace, immediately sensed the treasures on Wu Manyue. It exclaimed softly: "Wow! She has so many treasures! In the darkness, they're as dazzling as the sun."

Good heavens! This woman, not seen for merely two months, where did she gather so many treasures? Didn't he clear out her entire inventory last time?

"It's a pity she's too wary of me. It won't be easy to 'borrow' things from her."

He shook his head and decisively followed. With Little Qilin keeping an eye on Wu Manyue, no matter how fast they sped ahead or how they detoured, Jiang Fan followed leisurely behind.

On a stone, Ren Guhong looked at Jiang Fan's footprints not far away. He frowned slightly and transmitted a message to the vicinity in a rather mysterious way. "This kid has some tricks up his sleeve, huh? He didn't even get lost like this?" He had indeed deliberately walked a solid path just now, wanting to see Jiang Fan's reaction. Firstly, to test his abilities. Secondly, if he got lost, it would be a good opportunity to leave him behind. Unexpectedly, he followed closely, not falling behind at all.

Wu Manyue's voice transmission quietly returned, and she snorted: "I warned you not to bring him. Now you can't shake him off even if you wanted to."

Ren Guhong shrugged it off: "Never mind, if he follows, let him follow. With his strength, he won't be able to snatch anything anyway."

Soon after, the group arrived at the very edge of the eighth floor. The terrain here was undulating with hills, all of them barren. Under the dim light, they appeared dark and desolate. From a distance, they looked like a series of adjacent burial mounds.

Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue, familiar with the route, arrived at an inconspicuous small hill. On the surface, the hill was nothing but jumbled rocks. There was no discernible entrance. But when Ren Guhong leaped forward and knocked off a small stone from the rock wall, a faint red light was revealed. What emitted the red light was indeed a keyhole.

Ren Guhong's excited voice came through: "Who would have thought that the eighth floor, which countless people have thoroughly explored, actually hides a small cave dwelling?"

Wu Manyue said proudly: "This is all thanks to me. I learned about this place from the notes of an old disciple from two hundred years ago, who discovered it back then. He just didn't explore it too deeply due to his limited strength. Even with only a little exploration, he gained many benefits and eventually successfully broke through to the ninth level of Core Formation."

Jiang Fan stroked his chin: "If that's the case, where did you get the key? From your previous conversation, it sounds like you went through a very dangerous operation to get it."

Ren Guhong didn't hide it. His voice was slightly solemn: "We snatched it from Ye Banxia. We set a trap and tied her up. Only then, with great difficulty, did we manage to snatch the key."

Wu Manyue said with no small amount of pride: "That woman Ye Banxia is usually so arrogant, relying on her supreme strength and looking down on everyone. Now she's finally paid a heavy price, hasn't she? Hmph."

Jiang Fan frowned. A question formed in his mind. Did Ye Banxia not know the key was for opening this secret chamber? If she knew, why didn't she come herself? If she didn't know, why was she holding this key?

His gaze shifted slightly. Jiang Fan subtly took out a fragrant corpse pellet. While the two were distracted, taking out the key, he discreetly used his toe to dig a small pit near the entrance. Then he buried the fragrant corpse pellet inside. Finally, he carefully covered it with dirt.

At the same time, with a click, as the blood-colored key was inserted into the keyhole, the stone door opened. A beam of blood-red light shone out, appearing particularly dazzling in the dim space.

"It's too conspicuous, quickly, come in!" Ren Guhong's expression changed, and he quickly urged the two to enter. As he spoke, he decisively closed the stone door, not caring whether the other two had entered or not.

Jiang Fan leaped, dashing in with extremely fast movement techniques. Wu Manyue, on the other hand, used a spatial treasure and teleported inside.

Bang— Just as they entered, the stone door slammed shut.

Wu Manyue fumed: "Do you want to monopolize it? You almost locked us out!"

"Quiet!" Jiang Fan's voice came through. He looked ahead with a somewhat solemn expression and asked, "Are you sure this is a secret chamber? And not a tomb?"

In the blood-red light, as far as the eye could see, there were only spirit tablets!