d fallen into Dusuo Mountain. He asked me to come find you quickly, fearing that you wouldn't recognize the way and end up at the Northeastern Ghost Gate." The little boy pitifully stated, "Who knew t...I thought Lianchu Ling's fiery temper meant she was more progressive in her thinking, but it turns out she's quite traditional.

"You guys really love having babies here" I wasn't in the mood to argue, so I just went along with her and kept asking questions.

"Nonsense, who wouldn't want to have children Without children, we would be extinct. Would you enjoy your family line dying out Look at those necromancers from a few years ago; they almost died out. Their family secrets are gone with them."

When Lian Chuling brought up this topic, I became quite interested.

"Back then, didn't Mu Wanchen save a few children It's said that he was soft-hearted and pleaded with the Emperor. The Emperor also spared those children... Now, what happened to those children" I asked in a low voice.

Lien Chu Ling furrowed her brow: "They were adopted by a few childless families back then. They've grown up quite a bit these past few years... why are you interested in them"

I observed both Lian Chuling's tone and expression. She was so sharp and exclusionary, yet she didn't show any particular disgust towards the children of those who practiced raising corpses.

After all, they are all people within this school. Perhaps in the eyes of most people, those inside the school are considered to be from the same world.

As a "outsider" like me, it's best to keep a low profile. Just whisper sweet nothings in your ear and avoid drawing unwanted attention.

While bickering with Lian Chuling, she ground the herbs and made the medicine powder. Most of the medicinal work was soon completed.

But to refine gu eggs, it's not just any rare medicinal herb that will do.

When Lianrong arrived, we had already divided the powdered medicine into small packages. He picked one up and sniffed it at his nose, then chuckled lightly, “Little princess, you’re truly skilled in medicine.”

He was elegant and aloof, clad in a silk embroidered cloak, exuding an air of detached indifference.

"Oh, you flatter me. I only know the basics." I waved my hand dismissively.

If I, with this half bottle of vinegar, were considered skilled in medicine, my ancestors' beards would surely bristle with indignation.

Even Lian Long the doctor was only offering polite business flattery, he reached out to weigh each bag of powder carefully, even if it was off by a fraction of an ounce, he could point it out.

These drug powders were made by me and Lian Chuling together. We bickered while we worked, so it definitely wasn't precise down to the milligram.

And the powdered medicine we had packed was all mixed together, and I didn't know who did it.

Lianlong's praise is always for me, while the blame is always directed at his own sister.

This is a little awkward.

Lian Chuling's little ghost was so wronged that it wilted, I have thick skin, but I also know Lian Long this old fox's kindness.

"Doctor Lianlong, I don't often grind medicine with a mortar and pestle, so the amount is a bit off. I apologize." I admitted my mistake proactively.

Lian Rong raised an eyebrow lightly and smiled, "Your Highness's family has a deep scholarly heritage. These things should have been toys since childhood, how could you not be accurate"

"To be honest with you, we now use machines to grind the medicine... Next time you come to my house, I'll show you." I felt a little embarrassed.

Some medicinal herbs are particularly hard to cut and grind using traditional tools, just like Tianma. How can you evenly and quickly slice it without a machine

As they were speaking, Mu Wanchen entered, cloaked and hooded, and said to Lian Long, “Check these powders for me, I’m going to fetch some toad secretions now.”

"Yes." Lianlong answered, bowing slightly.

Mu Wanchen casually picked up the cotton cloak beside him and wrapped it around me: "Come on, let's go together."

"Me too"

"Hmm."

He nodded and took my hand, leading me outside.

Lián Chúlíng's vinegar scent was strong, but she didn't say anything and sulked on her own.

It's indeed cold here, with a large river below and icy winds on the mountain.

I clutched the hood of my cloak, covering my entire face.

"Cold" Mu Wanchen reached out and hugged me.

"Let me walk by myself, it'll be warmer outside."

"Don't move...the path ahead is slippery, I'll carry you to make sure it's safe." He wouldn't let me down, instead he wrapped me in another layer with his own cloak.

"Where are we going Is it far" I watched him lead me away from the mountain town, into the forest.

"Go and fetch the most important medicinal herbs." He said with a smile. "Take you around more, little princess consort, you also have to inspect your own territory."

"You walk out like this, holding onto me the whole time. I've lost count of how many times we've walked around." I clung to his neck, looking up at the surrounding terrain.

This road doesn't know where it leads. Halfway there, the stone steps just disappear.

The stone slabs embedded in the ground were covered layer upon layer with tangled vines, and the surrounding air grew increasingly damp and cold.

"This time, bringing back the Wushi Gu completes the Five Poisons." Mu Wanchen said lightly, "Having been secretly taken away by the Dragon King and lost outside for so long, it has finally returned."

I secretly gazed at his profile. When he retracted the Shi Gong Gu, there were celestial phenomena in the sky, and faint wings of an Ying Long could be seen.

The operation of retracting the Gu spirit was completed in an instant, I didn't even see it happening right in front of me.

"Just now I put the Gu back into its original palace... There are five palaces here, where these Gu spirits usually live."

"Is the Snake Cave Bai Ni's underground palace I remember there were several huge stone pillars."

"Well, including She-mother, they are all Bai Ni's grandchildren and great-grandchildren."

I came back to myself and asked, "Then, where are we going now Are we going to another Guiling's territory again"

"Hmm."

"...Can you give me a heads up" I was dumbfounded.

Whether it's a snake cave, scorpion cave, centipede cave... any kind of cave is terrifying!

Full of holes, densely packed, people with trypophobia would probably faint at just one glance.

"Don't be afraid, there are no other creatures here, not even the descendants of heavyweights dare to stay in this underground palace." Mu Wanchen pointed to a stone door ahead.

The Stone Gate was embedded in the hillside, a pile of giant stones forming a dark, gaping maw, yet unguarded.

"......There isn't anyone guarding here" I looked around in bewilderment. With no guards, it seemed too easy to be robbed!

"No."

"Huh"

"... This Guiling is very irritable."

"No one is allowed around here Then let's just go in like this..."

This Guiling is stained with the lives of many people because of some historical reasons, its malevolent energy is very strong. Except for the Witch King, no one can control it. " Mu Wanchen explained simply.

Okay, a life. I swallowed hard.

A cold and chilling wind blew from the pitch-black stone gate, accompanied by an eerie and strange sound.

It sounded like the "glug, glug" noises you hear when swallowing. As we walked through the stone gate, it felt like we were entering the mouth of some gigantic creature.

Mu Wanchen held me in one arm and lit a talisman with the other, igniting the lamps lining the huge passageway.

But the lamp, stretching all the way, still couldn't dispel these shadows. I gripped Mu Wanchen's shoulders nervously.

"...Afraid" He raised his hand and with a gesture summoned the soul lamp.

The ghostly blue soul lamps circled around us, and I could see that the walls, ceiling, and floor of the giant stone corridor were covered in countless runes.

"This Guiling won't leave easily, because it has very high requirements for the environment." Mu Wanchen smiled: "It's a grumpy and pampered little guy, making people both love and hate him."

Really I was just about to ask what kind of spirit it was, but the moment I opened my mouth, a sudden gust of icy wind, like blades, swept in from the tunnel entrance!

> a true monk, he would still be so eccentric.I don't really understand Buddhist knowledge. Namaste to the boundless power, freedom, and brilliant light of the Tathagata in the world. He must be very p...