"Stop your nonsense! Brother Mu would never stoop so low as to do such a thing!"
Meng Wanyue glared coldly at Fu Jinyu.
Fu Jinyu looked at Xu Mu in the distance. He was crouching on the ground, his hands pressed against the earth, while the surrounding formation flickered continuously.
He was completely engrossed in the formation, oblivious to their conversation.
"That's right, this is my first time meeting the kid," Hao Yang said calmly.
"Then why do you treat him like that?" Fu Jinyu asked.
"Do you think I can't tell who is good and who is bad?"
Hao Yang glanced at Xu Mu, then stared back at Fu Jinyu. "He respected me so much without even knowing my identity. He also reminded me that the bet was over. But of course, the most important thing is that he gave me such excellent liquor."
Fu Jinyu crossed his arms, left speechless.
"Done!"
Xu Mu suddenly called out, walking towards them.
"Brother Mu, can we get out now?"
Meng Wanyue immediately stepped forward and asked.
"This formation is very advanced. I can't unravel it in such a short time, but I did find a way to destroy it."
Xu Mu walked towards the red gate.
About a meter away from the gate, there was an invisible wall of air blocking their path.
This was the defensive formation.
Xu Mu pointed at a specific spot and said, "Senior, attack here in a moment, and make sure you use your full strength."
"Will attacking here let us out?"
Hao Yang scratched his head vigorously. "I remember attacking every inch of this formation earlier, but I still couldn't get out."
"That is the brilliance of this formation. It has two vital points, and it can only be destroyed if they are attacked simultaneously."
Grabbing Fu Jinyu's hand, he executed his Cloud Step technique and flew up high. Pointing upwards, he said, "You attack here."
With that, Xu Mu dropped back down from above, while Fu Jinyu spread his wings and hovered in the air.
Xu Mu walked directly in front of the red gate and pressed his hands against the formation.
He deployed his own formation to disrupt the existing one, increasing the margin of error.
Buzz!
A massive formation materialized out of thin air on the invisible wall before them.
Xu Mu sensed it carefully, and suddenly, he shouted, "Attack!"
Boom!
Fu Jinyu and Hao Yang launched their attacks at the same time. The terrifying force caused a muffled rumble to echo from the formation.
Buzz!
Formation lines appeared on the transparent defensive barrier, and then the lines snapped.
With a loud bang, a sudden gust of cool wind swept through the surroundings, and the original barrier was completely shattered.
Hao Yang looked around in amazement, then walked toward the gate. Sure enough, the invisible wall that had been blocking him was gone.
Now, he could directly touch the gate in front of him with his own hands.
Xu Mu and the others followed suit, heading towards the gate.
From behind, Fu Jinyu gently tugged at the corner of Xu Mu's clothes.
Xu Mu looked back at Fu Jinyu's gaze and merely gave a slight shake of his head.
He naturally knew what Fu Jinyu meant. Originally, they had agreed to split the treasures between the two of them.
But now, with an extra expert here, if there really were any treasures, Hao Yang would definitely snatch them away.
However, there was no other way right now; they could only take things one step at a time.
Hao Yang tore off the character for Seal on the gate and pushed hard, opening it just enough to create a gap.
Completely unafraid of danger, he swaggered right in.
"Let's hurry up and follow him," Xu Mu said to the few people beside him.
Stepping through the gate, they found themselves in a cave. Right in the center of the cave sat a black coffin.
"Another tomb," Xu Mu murmured softly. The last place he went to was the former tomb of the Jiuli tribe.
He surveyed the surroundings. The walls were carved with beautiful patterns, as well as motifs of mythical beasts like dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.
Other than these, there was nowhere else to hide any treasures.
That left only the black coffin in the center.
Hao Yang stepped forward, grabbed the coffin lid with one hand, and effortlessly pushed it open.
Xu Mu and the others immediately went over to take a look and found a skeleton inside.
Judging by the bone structure, it was a woman, and her body was adorned with a lot of jewelry.
On her fingers alone, there were four rings.
On one wrist was a massive bracelet adorned with agate.
On the other wrist was a jade bangle, accompanied by a golden chain bracelet.
In addition to these, she also wore a necklace and a golden anklet.
Possessing the Master Appraiser skill, Xu Mu could tell at a glance that these pieces of jewelry belonged to the Han Dynasty.
After so many years, the jewelry had long lost its luster.
Suddenly, Xu Mu narrowed his eyes slightly. The rings on the woman's left and right index fingers emitted faint fluctuations of a formation.
Hao Yang jumped into the coffin and knocked on the bottom with his knuckles to see if there was a hidden compartment, but there was nothing.
He began scratching his head vigorously again. "The formations here are so strong, so why are the burial goods all garbage?"
Then, he reached out, intending to touch the jewelry.
Xu Mu immediately spoke up, "Senior, let's move the coffin and take a look underneath."
Hearing this, Hao Yang nodded. "Good idea."
So, he hopped out of the coffin.
Xu Mu and Hao Yang pushed the coffin to the right together.
They discovered a circular opening beneath the coffin, revealing a staircase leading downwards.
Seeing this, Hao Yang smiled. "So it was hidden here."
He immediately headed down the stairs, and Fu Jinyu and Hongyu followed suit.
"Brother Mu, let's hurry too. Be careful that they don't keep the treasures all to themselves," Meng Wanyue reminded him from the side.
"No rush."
Xu Mu jumped into the coffin and removed all four rings from the dry bones.
He studied them carefully and found that two of them were mere ornaments, but the other two were indeed spatial rings.
He hadn't expected to find such treasures here.
Holding one of the rings, he gently activated it with his Qi and felt the formation on the ring spring to life.
Then, a space of one point five cubic meters appeared before Xu Mu's eyes.
"Wanyue, can you see any changes on my end?" Xu Mu suddenly asked.
Meng Wanyue observed Xu Mu closely. "No."
Xu Mu nodded slightly. Just as he thought, when the formation of this kind of spatial ring was activated, only the user could see it.
He examined the items inside the ring; there were only some clothes, books, jewelry, and cosmetics like rouge.
They were probably things the deceased had favored in life.
Xu Mu then opened the second spatial ring. Upon seeing its contents, a smile graced his face.
There were actually two cultivation manuals inside. Judging by his Master Appraiser skill, both were Earth-grade manuals.
However, there was also a metal plate resting on top of the manuals.
Xu Mu examined the text on it, which began with, To those who come after.
Seeing this, Xu Mu guessed that it was likely either a curse or a request for future generations to fulfill a task.
Right at that moment, Xu Mu suddenly looked towards the distant gate.
Three figures clad in black robes had appeared there.
If Xu Mu and the others hadn't unraveled the formation outside the door, it would have been absolutely impossible for them to arrive here so effortlessly.
"Boy, it's you!"
A middle-aged man's voice drifted over. "Where is Fu Jinyu?"
Hearing this, Xu Mu guessed that the newcomer was Fu Cheng.
He glanced at the coffin beside him and smiled. These people had arrived at the perfect time.

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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."