Lin Ranyue looked at Su Ji's eager expression, clearly ready to follow them, and for a moment, she did not know what to say.
She opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed her words of dissuasion.
Forget it.
Good advice cannot persuade a ghost seeking death.
As for following him to watch the fun?
Did she think her life was too long?
She solemnly clasped her fist toward Su Ji.
"Sect Master Su, words cannot express my gratitude for your great favor."
"This is not a place to stay for long. I must also find the exit as soon as possible and return to the Holy Land."
"I, Lin Ranyue, will remember what happened today. If you ever need my assistance in the future, I will not refuse."
After she finished speaking, she hesitated no longer. She turned around and swept toward another passage, her figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.
Su Ji watched her retreating back and shrugged.
He concealed his entire aura, suppressing even the scorching dragon might emanating from his new spear, Fallen Dragon, making it as unremarkable as his Chanting Wind Sword.
Then, his figure flickered as he silently trailed behind the group from the Kuitian Holy Land.
...
On the other side.
Third Elder Tang and his group stopped after getting far away from the lake.
"Second Elder, are we really going to let that brat off just like that?"
Someone finally could not help but speak up, their face full of reluctance.
"Let him off?"
The charming look on the Second Elder's face had long vanished, replaced by a chilling grimness as she let out a cold sneer.
"Do you really think he can safely keep those things in his pockets?"
Third Elder Tang had also regained his calm. Cold light flickered in his gloomy eyes. "That is right. That brat is bizarre in every aspect. To be able to force back the Great Elder with only a Foundation Establishment cultivation base, he is definitely no ordinary person."
"He either relied on some special destiny that allows him to erupt with terrifying combat power for a short period, or he harbors a massive secret."
"Let us handle our main business first. Once we find that true dragon, we can come back and slowly deal with him."
"When the time comes, however much he ate, I will make him spit it out a hundred or a thousand times over!"
The Second Elder nodded. She closed her eyes and her hands quickly formed incantation seals, seemingly sensing something.
A moment later, she abruptly opened her eyes and pointed in a direction.
"Over there!"
The group did not hesitate anymore. They transformed into streaks of flowing light, speeding toward the direction the Second Elder pointed.
Su Ji trailed them from a distance. Seeing the group expertly navigate the complex underground passages, he became even more certain of his guess.
These guys indeed had ulterior motives.
They seemed to be searching for something, and with a clear target, unlike headless flies running around blindly.
Su Ji was in no rush, patiently following along.
About an hour passed.
The group from the Kuitian Holy Land stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary rock wall.
"I have calculated all the coordinates."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the entrance is right here."
The Second Elder's voice carried a hint of irrepressible excitement.
She took out a palm-sized, quaint array compass from her robes. After the needle on the compass spun wildly for a few circles, it finally pointed dead ahead at the rock wall.
"The space here is extremely unstable. That minor world is hidden behind this distorted spatial node."
As she spoke, she waved her hand. Dozens of array flags of various colors shot out, accurately planting themselves into the surrounding ground, faintly forming a profound and mysterious formation.
Immediately after, she took out pieces of top-grade spirit stones and embedded them into the various nodes of the formation as if they cost nothing.
Third Elder Tang and the others consciously spread out, protecting her in the center. With guarded expressions, they vigilantly scanned their surroundings.
The Second Elder took a deep breath. Her hands formed a complicated hand seal, and she muttered words, spitting out obscure and difficult-to-understand syllables.
As her chanting sounded, the dozens of array flags fluttered without wind, emitting a brilliant light.
The top-grade spirit stones on the ground visibly dimmed at a rapid pace as their majestic spiritual energy was entirely absorbed by the formation.
Buzz.
A soft sound echoed.
The rock wall ahead actually rippled like water.
Then, under everyone's tense gazes.
A pitch-black spatial rift, just wide enough for one person to pass through, appeared out of thin air.
A vast, ancient, yet extremely weak aura slowly seeped out from the rift.
Found it!
Uncontrollable ecstasy simultaneously surfaced on the faces of Third Elder Tang and the Second Elder.
This aura completely matched the aura of the heart as dead as ashes true dragon described in Third Elder Tang's divination!
They exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, dashed into the rift one after another.
The other disciples followed closely behind, afraid of falling a single step behind.
When the figure of the last disciple disappeared, the spatial rift began to flicker violently, looking as if it was going to slowly heal and close.
Right at the final split second before the rift completely shut.
Su Ji's figure, silent and traceless, plunged headfirst into it.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?