It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 112 The Treasure Trove of the Demonic Path

She not only lost her composure, but her heart was thrown into turmoil... I mean, she was completely flustered.

He just leaned against something casually, and yet he still got poked by someone of the same sex.

"Oh, my gun poked you." Liu Kongchao pulled the Desert Eagle from his belt and put it back in his wallet.

"..." Li Xianyu was speechless: "Why did you put both guns in one place?"

"This way it's easier to pull out in case of danger, and you can point a gun at his head in a heartbeat," Liu Kongchao said.

Yes, guns are the most intimidating thing.

Men are most afraid of having a gun pointed at their heads, while women are most afraid of having a gun pointed at their throats.

Once the commotion subsided, strange laughter echoed throughout the valley. The rogue cultivators and their bloodline descendants charged angrily toward the cave, much like sharks that had caught the scent of blood—mad, excited, and reckless.

Fu Shan snorted coldly, flipped the narrow-bladed knife in her left hand, and slashed it backward, sending out a bright, gleaming blade.

The Ape God immediately stretched out his hand, pressed down on the void, and the clear light Tai Chi appeared, obliterating the blade light.

Fu Shan stared sharply at the Ape God, who smiled and said, "Why engage in pointless killing?"

The tall woman, only a head shorter than the Ape God, snorted coldly through her nostrils: "After leaving the cave, I want to challenge the Ape God to a duel and hone my swordsmanship."

The Ape God laughed loudly: "I'm always ready."

He was the first to enter the cave.

After the five of them entered one after another, the rogue cultivators followed. Li Xianyu saw several rogue cultivators nearby disappear into the ground and sighed that the earth element awakeners had the advantage of the terrain.

"My dear grandson, come here and stay by my side," Grandma beckoned and said sweetly.

"Let's go! First come, first served!" Liu Kongchao exclaimed excitedly.

"With your mediocre skills, being fast will only make you die faster." Xia Xiaoxue chattered behind him, "With the Ape God leading the charge, we're not in a hurry. Let's play it safe and not get ambushed."

The vanguard team entered the cave.

The entrance to the cave was overgrown with weeds, but as you walked in for more than ten meters, the weeds became less and less underfoot.

The cave was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. In the distance, you could faintly see the light from a cell phone. The Thunder Warrior, who was in charge of bringing up the rear, unscrewed a bundle of light sticks and passed one to each person.

Bloodline members possess far superior senses compared to ordinary people, while Qi cultivation masters are even stronger. The light from the flares dispelled the darkness, making the cave appear as bright as day to everyone present.

Li Xianyu's "scent recognition of women" skill, honed over many days, was beginning to show results. He could smell the fresh scent of his great-grandmother's shower gel, the faint perfume on You Mengyu's body, and the delicate fragrance of Thunder War Maiden, as well as the stench of sweat on Liu Kongchao... but he couldn't smell any scent from Xia Xiaoxue.

Xia Xiaoxue seems to have a special way of concealing her presence. If she were to hide her figure, she could probably carry out an assassination silently in the dark and cramped cave.

Thunder Maiden is right. Combat power doesn't mean everything. With the advantage of timing and location, it's not impossible to defeat a stronger opponent with a weaker one.

There are at least two hundred independent cultivators and family members here, and other forces are likely on their way...

Li Xianyu braced himself, not daring to relax in the slightest. These little devils were troublesome, and he couldn't underestimate the rogue cultivators. He hoped their attention was focused on the demonic treasure and that they wouldn't be so foolish as to cause trouble for him and Baoze.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he suddenly saw his great-grandmother swing her right arm and slam her fist into the stone wall. The muffled sound echoed in the cramped cave, and lime dust fell everywhere. His great-grandmother's punch had cracked the stone wall, and streams of blood flowed from the cracks.

Grandma snorted coldly, "You're courting death."

Her voice was loud and full of disdain, and the rogue cultivators in front and behind her could hear it clearly.

There really is someone secretly plotting against us...

Li Xianyu's lips twitched. Was it because I was smart enough to become an analytical genius, or was I just a troublemaker?

After wandering around for half a day, with many twists and turns, the cave was like a spider web or a maze. The vanguard team moved forward in silence, their footsteps barely audible, afraid of being ambushed, so they dared not move too fast.

A quiet environment helps them to explore and listen to the sounds around them.

A cell phone light appeared ahead, and several figures stopped in their tracks. They seemed to have discovered something and were whispering among themselves.

"I thought I had found some treasure, but it turns out to be just some useless grenades."

"These are all from the last century, including Type 38 rifles."

"Look at this helmet, doesn't it look like a Japanese soldier's?"

"I looked up information about this village before I came. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the village spontaneously organized an anti-Japanese force, but the site of the old anti-Japanese force has never been found. Could this be the place?"

"But isn't this the sorcerer's treasure trove? Could it be that the sorcerer also joined the resistance against Japan back then?"

"Haha, you're overthinking it. Isn't that sorcerer a collaborator with the Japanese?"

Seemingly sensing that Baoze's people were approaching, the voices suddenly became quiet, and the people in front quickly left.

Grandma quickly stepped forward, checked the pile of things to make sure there were no traps, then turned around and said, "It's alright, come here."

People flocked forward to watch.

A rotten wooden crate was opened, revealing several wooden-handled grenades, round grenades, a few pistols, and two helmets. Beside the crate were three rifles; even a military novice like Li Xianyu could recognize them—the very famous Type 38 rifle, Japan's standard-issue rifle during World War II.

Abbreviation: Type 38 rifle.

One of the team members blew the dust off the guns and examined them for a moment: "These guns are all broken, and the grenades are probably useless too."

The fire-controlling team member said, "Is this the former site of the civilian resistance team?"

Liu Kongchao: "How can it be like this? Shouldn't the treasure trove of a dignified demon cultivator be full of traps and arrays? I feel like I'm exploring the site of a war hero. This is not the scene I envisioned."

Li Xianyu: "You've been reading too many fantasy novels."

Xia Xiaoxue added, "Or maybe you've been reading too many tomb raiding novels?"

As they continued walking, Li Xianyu suddenly felt a muffled thud under his feet. He was thrown into the air by a tremendous force, and he was caught by You Mengyu behind him, while Liu Kongchao and the others in front turned around in confusion.

The entire vanguard team was on high alert.

"What happened?"

"There's an attack... everyone be careful."

Liu Kongchao swept the ground with a flashlight and said, "It looks like... a landmine?"

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder. A deep crater was blasted into the ground beneath Li Xianyu's feet, with several pieces of shrapnel embedded in the soil.

When everyone came over to take a look, they exclaimed, "It really is a landmine! Hiss~ How come there's a landmine here?"

Thunder War Maiden analyzed, "It must have been prepared for the islanders. The terrain here is very accessible, so the anti-Japanese team should have been prepared for their base to be discovered and for them to fight guerrilla warfare against the Japanese. That's why they buried landmines in the ground, and they must have marked the places where they buried the landmines themselves."

Xia Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment: "After all these years, landmines are still useful? How come we were fine when we walked past them just now?"

Everyone remained silent, staring at Li Xianyu with strange looks.

Li Xianyu: "..."

Why is it okay when others step on it, but it explodes when I step on it?

Even landmines are aimed at me?

You Mengyu said enviously, "What a unique experience."

She helped Li Xianyu remove the shrapnel from his leg and whispered, "Li Xianyu, let's switch. I'll go first."

"Please feel free." Li Xianyu indicated that he was fine and everyone could continue on their way. He walked with a limp, leaving two bloody footprints on the ground. Everyone knew that he was famous for his thick skin and that his condition would heal itself in no time.

You Mengyu turned around gracefully, took small steps to his side, put Li Xianyu's arm on her shoulder, and gave him a bright smile that sent chills down one's spine: "I want to walk with you."

Along the way, they saw many things left behind by the resistance fighters, most of which were unusable. They didn't step on any more landmines, but You Mengyu and Li Xianyu fell into a pit filled with rusty iron spikes, which posed no threat.

After walking for a while, the space ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a tall cave. The cave was very large, accommodating dozens of independent cultivators without feeling crowded. Those who had arrived earlier were rummaging through their belongings.

As expected, the cave was probably where the anti-Japanese resistance team lived back then. It was fully equipped with pots, pans, water tanks, and stoves. These things were covered in dust, and when the group searched through them, they stirred up clouds of dust.

Five top experts, including Ape God Fu Shan, were also in the cave, coldly observing the crowd.

"Where is the treasure? Where is the treasure?"

"What a load of bull, it's all just useless junk."

"This is simply the site of an anti-Japanese war team; there's no treasure here."

"That's impossible. If there were no treasure, why would the evil Taoist priest set up a seal?"

Some people wondered why the sorcerer's treasure trove would become a gathering place for the anti-Japanese resistance team back then.

Listening to their incessant complaints and curses, Li Xianyu roughly understood the situation. The rogue cultivators had found nothing. They searched along the passageway and discovered many relics from the last century, but none of them had anything to do with the demonic path.

"What are you holding in your hand?" someone suddenly asked.

Following the gaze of the rogue cultivator, everyone saw Fu Shan sitting in a corner, flipping through a yellowed book. Decades of decay had turned the book yellow and made it brittle. Fu Shan turned the pages carefully, as if the pages would break in her hands at any moment.

Just moments before, they were shrouded in disappointment, but now, the dozens of people in the cave became excited, their eyes fixed on the notebook in Fu Shan's hand.

"Interesting, very interesting..." Fu Shan ignored everyone's questions and clicked her tongue repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)