Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

Dusk fell quickly.

The light in the old residential building grew dimmer and dimmer, and shadows spread from every corner, engulfing every inch of space.

Eleven newlyweds gathered in the hall; some were trembling, some were trying to appear calm, and some were still sobbing quietly.

"Shall we...shall we find a place to hide together?" a young man wearing glasses suggested. "Many hands make light work, it's better than acting alone."

"Yes, yes, let's go together!"

"But those three people said they would search for that thing one by one..."

"That's still better than being alone!"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, most decided to stick together. Only two or three bolder individuals chose to act alone.

Li Xiaoyao chose to follow the crowd.

It wasn't because he needed protection, but because he wanted to see what the "supernatural" things in this world really were—were they real ghosts, or illusions created by the paradise through some means?

A group of people rushed into the largest room on the second floor. This was the original living room, which was quite spacious, and the doors and windows were intact.

Some people found old tables and chairs to block the door, some used glow sticks to light the corner, and others held a flashlight they took out of their system backpack with trembling hands.

Li Xiaoyao sat against the wall, closing his eyes to rest.

His divine sense had spread out, enveloping the entire building.

The dry well was located deep in the basement of the building. The talisman at the wellhead did indeed emit a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, but that spiritual energy... was very strange, as if it had been artificially created, exuding a sense of falseness.

"Interesting," Li Xiaoyao thought to himself. "This so-called Sadako world is probably constructed by the amusement park using some kind of method. The ghosts are real ghosts, but the rules here are set by the amusement park."

Time passed by, second by second.

When darkness fell completely outside the window, the entire building suddenly fell silent.

Even the sound of the wind blowing through the window was gone, and even the sound of my own heartbeat seemed exceptionally clear.

"ah--!"

A scream came from downstairs, shattering the silence.

Everyone froze.

Immediately following were hurried footsteps, followed by the dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then came... the sound of fingernails scraping against a wooden board.

Sizzle—sizzle—

The sound came from downstairs, going up the stairs, floor by floor.

Sizzle—sizzle—

Getting closer.

Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes.

In his consciousness, he "saw" a white figure slowly climbing up the stairs.

The figure had disheveled hair and twisted limbs; with each step it took, its fingernails left a deep mark on the floor.

But that wasn't what surprised him.

It was the aura emanating from this "Sadako".

Qi Refining Period.

It's roughly at the third level of Qi Refining.

Li Xiaoyao suddenly felt like laughing.

That's it?

The legendary Sadako, who killed countless people in Japanese horror films, was turned into a monster in the beginner village of the amusement park, and only reached the third level of Qi Refining.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to close his eyes to rest.

This "Sadako" is only good for scaring ordinary people.

Sizzle—sizzle—

The sound grew closer and closer, eventually stopping at the doorway of their room.

Everyone held their breath, afraid to make a sound.

Outside the door, the white figure lay on the ground, seemingly "listening" to something.

a long time.

The crackling sound started again, but it grew farther and farther away—it went upstairs.

Some people collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Some covered their mouths and wept silently. Others murmured "Amitabha" and "God bless you."

Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Upstairs was where the three lone individuals were hiding.

A moment later, a scream came from upstairs.

Then came deathly silence.

Li Xiaoyao closed his eyes again.

......

As the first rays of morning light shone into the room through the dilapidated window, Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes and stretched his neck.

Inside the room, seven or eight people were crammed into a corner, their faces pale and their eyes vacant.

After that scream last night, they didn't dare close their eyes all night, fearing that the white figure would suddenly appear at the door.

Li Xiaoyao stood up and walked towards the door.

"What...what are you doing?" the bespectacled young man asked in a trembling voice.

"Let's see how things go." Li Xiaoyao said without turning his head.

The corridor was quiet; the sound of fingernails scratching the floor from last night had long since disappeared. He went up the stairs to the third floor.

A corpse lay across the middle of the corridor.

It was a man, the one who chose to act alone last night. His eyes were wide open, his mouth agape, and his face was frozen in extreme fear.

There were no wounds on his body, but Li Xiaoyao could sense that his soul had disappeared—it had been devoured by Sadako.

Li Xiaoyao walked past the corpse expressionlessly and continued upwards.

Fourth floor, fifth floor, rooftop.

The entire building was shrouded in an eerie silence. A sweep of divine sense revealed that the "thing" in the dry well was still asleep, and would not awaken again until nightfall.

He returned to the room on the second floor, where the others were peeking out, trembling.

"How many...how many died?" someone asked.

Li Xiaoyao held up three fingers.

"Three."

The three individuals who acted alone all died.

The remaining people looked even uglier.

During the day, the three "old men" appeared out of nowhere. Zhou Hu glanced at the survivors and clicked his tongue.

"Eight? Not bad, that's higher than the average survival rate."

Li Wei, standing beside him, glanced at Li Xiaoyao, her eyes flickering slightly—last night she noticed that this newcomer with high mental attributes seemed unusually calm.

"It's safe during the day; you can go out and find something to eat."

Zhou Hu left a message and disappeared again with his two teammates.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Xiaoyao stood up and walked downstairs.

"Where...where are you going?"

The young man wearing glasses called out to him.

"Find some water." Li Xiaoyao said without turning his head.

He did go to find water, but not for himself; he just went to make a show of it.

In the abandoned kitchen, he found several bottles of mineral water covered in dust, with a production date of twenty years ago—of course, they were props set up by the amusement park.

He took a few bottles, went back upstairs, and tossed them to the others.

"Th...thank you." Someone took it and shakily unscrewed the cap.

Li Xiaoyao sat down against the wall and continued to close his eyes to rest.

The second night came sooner than expected.

This time, no one dared to act alone; all eight of them squeezed into that room.

The doors and windows were sealed even tighter, the glow sticks were turned down to their lowest brightness, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the thing to arrive.

Sizzle—sizzle—

The sound of fingernails scratching against the wooden planks came from downstairs again.

This time, it came even faster.

First floor, second floor, third floor...

It seemed to be searching for something, lingering on each floor for a long time. The sizzling sound grew closer and closer, finally stopping at the doorway of their room.

Everyone covered their mouths, afraid to breathe.

Outside the door, a white figure slowly crawled across the ground. It lay very low, its disheveled hair trailing on the ground, obscuring its face.

But it didn't stay long; a moment later, it climbed upstairs again.

There were no screams that night.

The creature seemed to have merely surveyed the area without finding suitable prey.

When dawn broke again, everyone felt a sense of relief, as if they had survived a disaster.