The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

"What's wrong with this pendant?"

Shao Qing held up the pendant and gently asked Qian Xintong. Only then did she realize that her gaze had lingered on it for a while:

"Oh, it's nothing, it just looks pretty."

Indeed, there was nothing there. She still couldn't sense anything; there wasn't a trace of the "fly's" presence.

Shao Qing was still smiling:

"Thank you, I've always liked it too."

Qian Xintong smiled and nodded, not thinking about it any further.

As the water calmed down, Xuan Ning noticed a white gauze pad on Qian Xintong's abdomen.

Her skin was so fair and smooth that no one noticed during the battle.

She asked quietly:

"Miss Xintong, that piece of gauze is...?"

Qian Xintong opened her eyes, which had been closed for rest, and replied:

"Ah, this is... a sword wound. I got stabbed in a fight a while ago, and it still hasn't healed."

Shao Qing glanced at it and said:

"It seems this sword is no ordinary weapon; even the Fountain of Life, which symbolizes molting and regeneration, is powerless against it."

Qian Xintong lowered her head and touched the gauze, muttering softly:

"That's true."

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"Distinguished guests, are you aware of what has happened here?"

Manager Li appeared at the edge of the Dixin Spring, watching the two soaking in the water, and quietly asked. He adopted a very humble posture, displaying the shrewdness of a businessman to the fullest.

Zhiyue: "Excuse me, sir, this is my younger brother. He broke through his cultivation realm unexpectedly, which caused quite a commotion. Is there any compensation you require?"

Li Guandai's eyes darted around, and he quickly echoed with a smile:

"Oh, no need, no need, distinguished guests. The 'reverse essence' in our hot spring town is provided free of charge; it's all naturally sourced from the pool water."

"Well, could you two please help my shop..."

The pool water reflected the broken lights as he looked at the frog sculpture at the bottom of the pool.

How many times has he been here? How long has it been since he was a junior employee, and now he's a management representative?

He shook his head:

"Oh well, never mind, I won't bother you two any longer. Please continue enjoying yourselves."

He originally wanted to find the two of them to give up on the hot spring town, so he said, "Soaking in Ward Spring helps those who are rebellious to break through their limits."

But then I thought, I'm about to get a billion dollars and fly away, why should I care about these things?

I'd better finish what I'm doing for Boss Shaoqing as soon as possible, and hurry home to pack my things and prepare to run away.

Zhiyue scratched his head:

"Why did you only say half of what you wanted to say... Luckily, we don't have to pay compensation—what's wrong?"

Zhiyue turned around and saw that Yingzi's expression was very solemn and serious, so he couldn't help but ask.

【Chase.】

His eyes flashed:

[Having broken through to a higher realm, my senses have become much sharper. Your intuition was correct; regardless of whether it was the one around that woman's neck, the red pendant that person was clutching just now definitely carried the aura of Shang.]

Upon hearing this, Zhiyue immediately became nervous and was about to get up and chase after him.

Just then, Yingzi raised her hand and stopped him again:

Wait a minute, he hasn't gone far.

Yingzi thought for a moment, then her expression changed to one of sudden realization:

[Yes, if he wants to target the entire Wardwell, he needs to find the central spring, go down to the basement, and since the passage isn't in the main location, it's highly likely that...]

[The waterway. The location of the waterway, which is here.]

Zhiyue pondered:

In that case...

……

"Hey bro, remember to bring me back a bottle of orange juice!"

Yingzi's childish voice came from Dixin Spring, while Zhiyue put on his bathrobe and went out.

Li Guandai hid in the corner, watching Zhiyue's figure gradually disappear into the distance. He pondered to himself, while his hand tightly gripped the dark red pendant in his pocket.

"The older one is gone, and there's only a four or five-year-old child left. They should be fine, right?"

Just as he was about to go inside and carry out his plan, a tour guide happened to come over to check on the situation:

"Manager Li, this is Guide Number Seventeen from the Inner Zone. Do you know what just happened at Dixin Spring—"

Manager Li quickly covered Number Seventeen's mouth, his eyes filled with panic:

"Shh-"

Seeing no movement inside, he quickly and gently pushed Number Seventeen into the courtyard:

"It's nothing. I've already confirmed it. It was a mid-level cultivator who illegally absorbed reverse energy. I've already advised him against it. You can go about your business now."

Number Seventeen still wore that pre-made smile on his face:

"But……"

Li Guandai's expression changed; he seemed a little anxious.

"Alright, what 'but'? I'm in charge and I'll listen to you! You, a mere servant, dare to talk back to me? You're just wasting my time."

Number 17 stopped asking questions:

"Okay, Manager Li, I have already shared the information with the other guides and managers."

Li Guandai waved his hand and headed back towards Dixin Spring:

"Okay, okay, sync however you want, I need to get back to work."

Number Seventeen watched his departing figure, his face still bearing that increasingly eerie smile:

"OK."

Li Guandai quietly entered the room of Dixinquan and saw a four or five-year-old child sitting by the pool, quietly enjoying himself with his eyes closed.

"Hmph, breaking through realms? A four or five-year-old brat can make such a commotion?"

"Just admit you're greedy, don't pretend to be all high and mighty."

But then he thought again:

"Fine, I'm running away tonight anyway. Whatever happens in this hot spring town, it's none of my business anymore!"

He couldn't help but laugh, his face filled with greed.

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

Yingzi "discovered" him and asked.

Li Guandai realized what was happening and prepared to coax Yingzi away as a child:

"Little friend, I'm a staff member here to take care of something. You can just soak in the water."

Yingzi blinked her innocent, big eyes:

"Okay."

Li Guandai forced a "kind and benevolent" smile from the corner of his mouth and tiptoed deeper into the room.

There was a floor in front of him.

The ground was carved with intricate patterns, but the light was too dim to see them clearly.

He stared wide-eyed while groping around with his hands.

The water rippled all around, circle after circle, swaying on the stone slab;

He touched another bird, a lyrebird, which he had seen more than once. Its wings were half-open, and its beak was resting on the top of a frog's head.

The frog's two large eyeballs were very prominent, and the groove in the middle of its forehead was also very obvious.

He glanced back instinctively; the child was still soaking in the same spot, and the older one hadn't returned yet.

He finally lowered his guard, squatted down, took out a light blue jewel from his pocket, and quietly tapped it onto the groove on the frog's forehead.

Blue, reverse-elemental light spread along the carved patterns, and a square rectangle appeared—it was a door.

Li Guandai remained vigilant, occasionally turning his head back.

This wasn't the first time he'd done something so clandestine.

Normally, this light blue door key shouldn't belong to him.

The wall sank slightly and then shifted to the right, creating a dark space.

There was no light inside, and apart from a few faint steps, nothing could be seen.

Just as he was about to go inside, a childish voice came from behind him:

"Where did you get this key?"

Manager Li broke out in a cold sweat and quickly turned around to look, but he couldn't see anyone.

He scratched his head:

"That's strange—"

"Hey, take a look down."

He looked down and finally saw Yingzi, who was a little over a meter tall, staring at him speechlessly.

He exhaled:

"Young man, it's wrong to pry into other people's privacy."

Yingzi snorted coldly:

"Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle, I'll be right out—is that how you think I should answer you?"

His voice was childish but his tone was cold, and his eyes were full of scrutiny, making him seem nothing like a four or five-year-old child.

Even if Li Guandai was slow-witted, he should have noticed something was wrong. He pondered to himself:

"What's going on with this kid?"

Yingzi held up one finger:

"Hey, let me think, is this what you think:"

Hmph, how could a four or five-year-old brat make such a commotion?

"That man must be greedy and is trying to shirk responsibility."

Li Guandai swallowed hard.

"No matter who you are, please don't interfere with the staff's work, sir/madam...guest."

Yingzi sneered:

"Hey, where did you get this key? Neil Dorron?"