Banshee Family Training Record

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So, witnessed by the four people present, the fat Taoist priest turned around, silently chanted a spell, and following the rules of the magic array on the ground, placed the small package in the same spot as the three-legged, two-eared round cauldron.

After doing all this, the fat Taoist priest turned around and carefully tiptoed out of the small circular room, chanting incantations and stepping on the nodes of the magic array on the ground, one step at a time, with a rather comical rhythm.

Once he was completely out, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "That was close, that was close. The array pattern is really complicated. If I had accidentally triggered it and detonated that pill, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

He kept emphasizing the danger of his actions, as if to prove that he deserved the Yin-Yang Elixir.

The others could see through his scheme, and although they were dissatisfied, they didn't say anything.

The female cultivator leading the way glanced around and suggested, "It seems that this place only has these things?"

"Let's go back and check out other roads. Maybe new passages will appear on other roads in the next few days."

She made this suggestion, and the others shared similar thoughts. The mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators were quite disappointed. Although they had gained a lot from entering this place, it was far from what they had expected when they entered the tomb's secret realm, and it was not satisfactory at all.

But he had no other choice but to try his luck on other roads: "That makes sense, let's go."

The middle-aged man turned to look at Yun Chu'an and asked, "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Li?"

Yun Chu'an said little, but stared at Hua Caiyan: "Wait a moment, my sister seems to have made a new discovery."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the woman. Their attention had been focused on the Yin-Yang Elixir, and few had noticed that she had been studying the wall.

Immediately, the tall cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage looked eager: "Fellow Daoist, have you discovered anything else? Is it an illusion?"

He vividly remembered that when they first descended into this underground space, it was this petite female cultivator who was the first to discover the coffin hidden by illusion magic on the wall, giving them their first harvest in this secret realm.

And now, she's discovered something else?

The four looked on expectantly, then the girl's pretty face turned serious as she raised her hand to form a hand seal and silently chanted a spell.

Spiritual energy began to surge around, causing the surrounding walls to become illusory, twisted, and deformed. The ground in the center also became illusory, and the seemingly profound and complex magic array gradually deformed, eventually transforming into a completely different scene.

The fat Taoist priest's face suddenly turned deathly pale as he watched all this. If the magic array on the ground was fake, meant to conceal the true secret of this place, then wouldn't all his actions just now—whether it was dodging on tiptoe, chanting incantations, making hand gestures, or lighting incense—have been futile?

He didn't actually contribute much to their team, let alone make any significant contributions.

The thought of this possibility made him feel as if the Yin-Yang Elixir in his hand was burning hot. He also felt that others behind him were watching him, making him feel extremely uneasy, as if he had thorns in his back.

Chapter 364 Storm! Attack!

But all of this was nothing more than the fat Taoist's fantasy. The others ignored him completely, simply watching expectantly as the illusion was dispelled, and seeing long, drawn-out incantations appear on the surrounding circular walls.

"Phew..." With all the illusions completely dispelled, Hua Caiyan breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the surprised and excited expressions of the people around her, she proudly raised her head, a smug look on her face.

When it comes to illusion, I'm the real expert!

"My goodness, there's even this layer of disguise!" The female cultivator leading the way exclaimed in admiration. She looked up at the complex incantations on the wall, overwhelmed with excitement. Suddenly snapping back to reality, she quickly stepped forward to demonstrate her worth. "I understand these runes on the walls. These things seal a new door. I'll open it!"

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, made a hand seal, and silently chanted an incantation. The surrounding spiritual energy continued to surge, and soon, amidst a rumbling sound, the wall in front of her gradually cracked open to both sides, and an even more chilling yin energy suddenly gushed out from the entrance.

Immediately, everyone present became excited, eagerly anticipating what kind of magical treasures the Corpse-Driving Sect might be stored behind this wall.

Only the fat Taoist priest was deathly pale, his palms sweating, and the Yin-Yang Spirit Pill in his storage bag felt even hotter in his hands.

Oh no, by this calculation, I'm even more unworthy of this elixir...

He swallowed hard, his body trembling with tension. Yun Chu'an glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, noticing his worry, and suddenly spoke up, laughing, "Then, if we find any more treasures, we should take them first, fellow Daoist."

He offered to help him out of the predicament, and the fat Taoist priest immediately breathed a sigh of relief, gave an awkward laugh, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you can take it. This pill is enough for me, I shouldn't need to take any more."

Yun Chu'an nodded, and without him saying anything more, the male cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage stepped forward and said, "The same old rule applies, I'll go first."

As he spoke, he stepped into the eerie passage. Just as he took a step, he suddenly said, "Be careful! Everyone, activate your protective magic items to guard against the eerie energy here."

"As soon as I stepped in, I felt this yin energy almost seeping into my bones. I can hardly resist it, so you must find it even harder to bear!"

Hearing this, everyone became wary and did not try to be brave. They all circulated their energy and chanted incantations, activating their magical treasures to cover their bodies with warm, colorful spiritual light, thus isolating them from the yin energy. Only then did they step forward and enter the passage ahead with her.

After walking a few steps, the group entered a spacious hall.

Compared to the narrow and cramped passageways both on the surface and underground, this place was completely spacious and grand. Thick stone pillars supported the entire hall, and crescent-shaped sculptures hung from the towering arched dome. The walls and pillars around the hall were painted with ferocious demons. As soon as Yun Chu'an saw them upon entering, he felt as if the demons were coming to life, baring their teeth and roaring as they attacked them.

However, upon closer inspection, he realized it was all an illusion. The demons were merely inanimate objects, illusions painted on the wall, and would never come down to attack them.

Yun Chu'an felt a little regretful for a moment; he really wanted to try using lightning to dispel evil spirits.

As the group walked forward, the middle-aged male cultivator felt a chill run down his spine. Even though he had activated his defensive magic weapon, he was still the weakest in terms of cultivation and resistance among the group.

He felt his arms and legs getting cold, and his head stiffening. He shivered as he looked at the wall beside him, and suddenly saw a three-eyed, pale-faced demon standing next to him.

Suddenly, he screamed in utter terror, "Ughhhhhh—!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and flames shot out from his palm, but the evil spirit vanished instantly, leaving no trace.

His sudden reaction startled the others, who turned to look at him repeatedly, asking, "What are you doing!"

The female cultivator leading the way frowned, a nameless anger surging from the depths of her heart, making her extremely irritable and wanting to vent it loudly.

But the middle-aged man opened his mouth, his tone helpless: "But I just saw an evil spirit..."

"That's just your illusion!" the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator said in a deep voice, his tone tinged with anger. "Calm down! If you can't even withstand this little bit of Yin energy, how are you going to continue?"

Dark thoughts began to grow in his mind: he suddenly wanted to find a reason to get rid of this middle-aged man so that there would be one less person to share the treasure, and he could get one more share.

"You..." The middle-aged male cultivator also became angry. At this moment, Yun Chu'an said loudly, "Quiet!"

"The yin energy is interfering with our minds, causing our evil thoughts to grow! Come closer, circle around me, suppress your negative emotions, and absolutely do not let them dominate you!"

The Corpse-Driving Sect uses the coldest spiritual energy and the most negative resentment to create zombies. Only in this way can they create the most ferocious and violent zombies, which can play a greater role on future battlefields.

This makes the environment in which they create zombies extremely unsuitable for ordinary people to live in, and even cultivators dare not linger for too long. In particular, those cultivators who lack willpower and are not particularly resolute are easily influenced and gradually turn into a mad and violent lunatic.

They might even fall directly into the demonic path.

His shout finally brought the others back to their senses. A wave of fear washed over them, and without delay, they quickly gathered around him, silently reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra to clear their minds of distracting thoughts.

Yun Chu'an also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly praying that these people could hold on a little longer and allow them to explore a little more.

But at that very moment, a fierce wind suddenly arose deep within the tomb!

The terrifying gale instantly swept up everyone's bodies, and the terrifying wind force scattered them all around the hall, making it impossible for them to stick together anymore.

Everyone present was caught off guard. Those who were agile managed to step onto the wall and barely maintain their balance, while the others either fell to the ground or crashed into the wall, leaving them dizzy and disoriented.

"Ah--!"

Yun Chu'an summoned his Guan Dao (a type of halberd), activated his cultivation technique, and instantly his body was surrounded by lightning. He glanced around and saw that although Zhu Yunqing and Hua Caiyan were pressed against the wall in the distance, the two reacted quickly and adjusted their positions, so they were not in danger. He breathed a sigh of relief.

The fierce winds were still raging through the hall, and the attackers had not yet fully revealed themselves. Sensing this astonishing storm, Yun Chu'an suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

Am I just ignorant?

The thought had barely crossed my mind when a dark figure appeared in the distance in the blink of an eye!

Her speed completely defied the speed of sound; despite being a shapely humanoid figure, she appeared before Yun Chu'an in the blink of an eye. The latter's hair stood on end; the familiar attack method activated his muscle memory, causing him to abruptly flip over, spinning his guandao in defense—

Golden lightning, stirred by the Guan Dao, formed a vortex of lightning in mid-air. The immense power of thunder churned and churned in the air, destroying the storms and causing them to dissipate their power through self-inflicted damage. Then, Yun Chu'an leaped backward and vanished in the blink of an eye!

"Chu'an—!"

In a moment of desperation, Zhu Yunqing shouted and flicked her long sleeve, sending a pure white spider silk swiftly towards the unfamiliar black figure in the center of the storm.

The shadowy figure riding the storm, who was usually swift in his movements, suddenly froze. In that less than half a second of delay, spider silk instantly climbed up his body and bound him tightly in the blink of an eye!

"Go to hell!"

Zhu Yunqing's eyes burned with fury. He gave a low shout, and behind him, Hua Caiyan suddenly leaped forward. With a flash of fire in her hand, a flying knife carrying deadly poison shot towards the man's neck!

Chapter 365 Eldest Sister's Lap Pillow

Unfortunately, all of this seemed to be in vain. The bound shadow suddenly channeled its power, and a storm burst forth from the gaps in the spider silk, targeting its weakest point. Thus, as if using minimal force to deflect a great weight, the spider silk was completely untied in the blink of an eye.

Even the spider silk itself was completely unharmed!

Faced with Hua Caiyan's flying knife, this person slightly turned his head and the flying knife missed by a hair's breadth and stuck into the wall behind him!

"how come--!"

Zhu Yunqing was incredulous. This person seemed to know her methods very well, and could even break her bonds in such a clever way.

Ordinary enemies can only break free by brute force. Although the spider silk can only bind them for a few seconds, for an enemy in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, being unable to move for a few seconds is often equivalent to a death sentence!

In the blink of an eye, everything happened. The dark figure in mid-air swung its body, leaped onto the wall behind it, pulled out a throwing knife, and hurled it at Hua Caiyan in the distance.

"ah--!"

Hua Caiyan screamed and tried to dodge, but then realized that the flying knife was not aimed at her, but at the wall next to her.

The blade sliced ​​through the wall as easily as tofu, then remained motionless. There was no killing intent in the attack, which startled the little fox. She turned to look at the shadowy figure and saw the others swarming forward, attempting to surround her. He then attacked them relentlessly, striking east and west, south and north, until they were scattered across the stone pillars, walls, and floor, posing no threat to her whatsoever.

After defeating these guys, the man didn't finish them off. Instead, he turned around, summoned the gale again, and rode the power of the storm, flying towards Yun Chu'an at breakneck speed.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Zhu Yunqing: "Fourth Sister, what's wrong with her...?"

She had a bold guess in her mind, which excited her for a while, but she was still not sure.

Zhu Yunqing pursed her lips, her heart pounding, but she also felt a little relieved.

“No rush,” she said. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Hua Caiyan's face was serious as she nodded repeatedly without saying a word.

She immediately realized that her fourth sister had the same suspicion as her.

That woman is the eldest sister!

On the other side, Yun Chu'an, riding the lightning, did not run far. He was already 80% certain that the person who attacked him was Ye Jinglan.

He ran a short distance, then stopped and waited quietly for the latter to catch up.

He didn't have to wait long; soon, the dark figure rode the storm and caught up. Yun Chu'an continued running back to the room where he had obtained the Yin-Yang Elixir and where he had placed the things Xu Yanwei had entrusted to him. He ran back a distance before stopping in the narrow corridor, removing his mask and dismantling his disguise, and calling out softly, "Big sister, it's me, Yun Chu'an!"

He called out in a low voice, but the dark figure showed no sign of stopping and threw a punch straight at him!

Instantly, Yun Chu'an's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly pulled back to dodge, wielding his Guan Dao to unleash a lightning-fast counterattack, a sense of foreboding rising within him: No, he had misjudged!

"Ye Jinglan!" he growled, "Give me a sound!"

The approaching shadowy figure dodged between the walls, deflecting the lightning bolts he unleashed, and growled, "I'm in a terrible mood right now, fight me first!"

The familiar voice rang out, and Yun Chu'an's heart finally settled down. But hearing his eldest sister's voice, he couldn't help but feel speechless: Well, you were wronged by You Wensi, so you're turning around and want to beat me up to vent your anger.

He thought this way, but he didn't intend to refuse. He might as well get a beating. Anyway, when he was at home, Ye Jinglan would call him to her mountain every few days and then give him a good beating.

Oh, it means "to exchange skills" or "to instruct him on his martial arts."

Anyway, Yun Chuan was already used to this.

He didn't complain. He activated the lightning, forming golden bones on his body. Unfortunately, the space here was too cramped, preventing him from fully utilizing his abilities.

Ye Jinglan rushed forward, her gloved fists clenched, and punched at him. Yun Chu'an swung his Guan Dao, parrying left and right, fighting and retreating at the same time, activating the lightning on his body and his purple-gold soft armor as a counterattack.

Sparks flew as the two fought, even returning to the cave with its countless blood-red hands, destroying the crimson threads on both sides. Unfortunately, this level of intensity wasn't enough to satisfy Ye Jinglan: "Not enough, Yun Chu'an!"

"There are no outsiders here. Show me your true skills and let me see your real strength and destructive power!"

Yun Chu'an gritted his teeth, maximizing the lightning around his body, silently chanting an incantation, activating "Three Thousand Spring Suns," and rushing forward—

He finally took the initiative to attack Ye Jinglan!

"correct."

Ye Jinglan let out a hearty laugh, sensing the power within the lightning that was enough to annihilate her. She immediately felt every muscle in her body trembling with excitement: "That's more like it!"

Before she finished speaking, she leaped forward and collided head-on with Yun Chu'an's thunder.

The two fought for a long time in the passage, until the walls cracked and all the evil spirits were driven away. Only then did Ye Jinglan finally feel satisfied, and all the pent-up frustration in her heart dissipated.

She let out a long breath, stopped, landed on the ground, waved to him, and said, "Okay, come here, let's stop fighting. I'll heal your wounds."

Over there, Yun Chu'an, whose muscles ached all over and whose body was swaying precariously, finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He dispelled the surrounding thunder and stepped to her side: "Big sister, was it really necessary to fight before we even meet..."

He grumbled, complaining about his dissatisfaction. Ye Jinglan had her own reasons for this: "Of course it's necessary. Don't you even care about your sister? Don't you know what kind of hardship your sister has been going through these past few days here?"

As she spoke, she sat cross-legged on the ground, gesturing for him to come over. Yun Chu'an didn't stand on ceremony, knowing that this woman was always easygoing and wouldn't hold a grudge. After going over, he sat down next to her, leaning his body to the side and resting his head on her firm, shapely thighs.

At this moment, Ye Jinglan, dressed in black, didn't care at all about his overstepping behavior. She gently patted his shoulder, took out a pill from her storage bag, fed it to him, and then began to circulate her internal energy to heal him: "Why are you here? Yun Qing and Cai Yan should have been inside just now?"

Yun Chu'an rested her head on her lap, relaxed, letting the medicinal and spiritual power run rampant through her body, repairing her injuries: "Yes, it's those two. Oh, we had nothing to do, so we came over."

Ye Jinglan said, "Wasn't it arranged that you all would stay home and look after things? How dare you say you're idle? There are so many things to do at home, and the three of you came all here. Who's going to take care of things at home?"

As she spoke, she paused, then asked, "Wait a minute, you didn't leave all these things to your third sister, did you?"