You've already caught the embroidered ball, and you still say it's not my husband?

Lu Xuan deliberately left one alive.

That was a slightly overweight monk, one of the monks who had been guarding the gate earlier.

Lu Xuan remembered that it was this fat monk who accepted his silver coins!

"They charge two hundred coins just to enter a run-down temple, that's outrageous!"

Lu Xuan still felt disgusted by the thought, so he decisively used the Cloud-Piercing Hand. A huge suction force suddenly burst out from his palm, grabbing the fat monk who was trying to escape and lifting him up by the back of his neck.

The fat monk was captured, and Lu Xuan gripped his hand like a large iron clamp, holding him firmly in place and making him unable to move.

Looking at the corpses lying scattered on the ground, he was terrified: "M-My lord, spare my life! I'll give you back your silver..."

He hurriedly begged for mercy, trembling as he pulled a money pouch from his clothes and handed it to Lu Xuan behind him: "Sir, besides your two hundred coins, there are also several tens of taels of silver inside. Consider it my humble offering to you..."

He had his back to Lu Xuan, so he couldn't see Lu Xuan's expression, but Lu Xuan actually took the money bag from his hand!

Lu Xuan accepted the silver!

The fat monk was immediately delighted: "Could this man be fond of money? If I offer him some more gold and silver, perhaps I can save his life..."

Just as he was thinking this, "thump!"

Lu Xuan struck his bald head hard, like striking a wooden fish, causing him a sharp pain and a buzzing in his head, bringing him back to reality.

How could Lu Xuan be a greedy person?

He didn't care about the money at all, or rather, it wasn't just about the money.

He snatched the money bag simply because he felt he had been cheated when he entered, and now he wanted to get it back with interest to make himself feel better...

"Tell me, where did you hide all the women you kidnapped?" Lu Xuan asked coldly, holding the fat monk in one hand.

"What woman? I don't know..." The fat monk looked panicked, but pretended to be stupid and refused to admit it.

Lu Xuan tightened his grip on the fat monk's neck slightly, and the fat monk immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhh, I'll talk, I'll talk..." He confessed immediately to save his life, "I... I was hiding under the Buddha statue in the main hall..."

Lu Xuan looked up at the main hall of the temple ahead, where a Buddha statue over ten feet tall indeed stood.

"What are you doing with those women? Are you practicing evil arts?" Lu Xuan asked again.

The fat monk's face flushed crimson, and large beads of sweat poured down his face. He hurriedly admitted, "Yes, the cultivation technique we practice requires the blood of a virgin woman..."

The remnants of the Black Fiend Cult kidnap young women to extract their blood for cultivating the Black Fiend Demonic Art!

How many innocent lives will be lost?

A cold glint appeared in Lu Xuan's eyes, and he unconsciously increased the force in his wrist.

"What kind of Black Fiend Cult is this? Besides you monks, who else is there, and where are they all hiding right now?"

The monks at Wanfu Temple are most likely just small fry. Only the old monk at the peak of the fifth rank is worth mentioning. He is probably the one in charge on the surface, while the real big fish, such as the mysterious old woman, are still hiding in the shadows!

"Ahhh..."

The fat monk looked pained and stuck out his tongue, breathing heavily.

Then a "crack" was heard, like the sound of bones breaking, and his head tilted to the side, his eyes widened, and his limbs drooped...

He's dead!

Lu Xuan: "..."

"No, he's dead already? I was trying so hard to control myself..."

Lu Xuan was quite helpless.

He thought he had tried his best to control his anger and strength, but he didn't expect that the fat monk couldn't even withstand this little bit of force and died from a broken neck.

"What kind of bullshit demonic art did you cultivate to be so weak? Reflect on your actions after you die!"

Lu Xuan casually tossed the fat monk's corpse aside, then his gaze swept over the dozen or so corpses on the ground, finally settling on the old monk wearing a kasaya.

The old monk had a storage ring on his hand!

Lu Xuan grabbed the storage ring, casually wiped away the protective mark on it, and examined the items inside.

The first thing that caught the eye was a mountain of gold and silver treasures, more than ten times the five thousand taels of silver recovered from the bandit suppression at Huangshi Mountain a few days ago...

"Indeed, a man cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot get fat without night grazing!"

Lu Xuan couldn't help but marvel once again at how quickly money could be made through double-crossing.

He only came to Wanfu Temple, killed an old monk, and obtained a fortune that an ordinary person could not spend in several lifetimes!

If Lu Qingqing knew that her younger brother had so much money, she would probably be overjoyed and clamor to find Lu Xuan a hundred wives.

Looking further down, there were some Buddhist scriptures, including two secret manuals: "Dragon-Capturing Hand" and "Vajra Finger," but Lu Xuan had no interest in them whatsoever.

There is also a copy of "Black Demonic Art" (rubbing)!

Lu Xuan glanced through it and learned that the core of this technique was to absorb the "innate yin essence" from the blood of virgin women and transform it into "black evil true energy," greatly enhancing oneself. The cultivation speed was also far superior to other techniques. However, if a cultivator absorbed innate yin essence for a long time, their temperament would become increasingly cruel and ruthless...

"What a vicious technique!"

He casually drew a flaming talisman, burning away the black demonic art.

Then, he stepped into the empty temple hall and stood in front of the three- or four-meter-tall Buddha statue.

"According to the monk, the kidnapped woman is hidden under this Buddha statue..."

Lu Xuan raised his right hand, placed his palm on the Buddha statue, and with a little force, the Buddha statue, weighing several thousand kilograms, was slowly pushed away.

Sure enough, a passage appeared below!

The passage was small, about the size of an ordinary staircase, and wound its way downwards, dark and bottomless.

Lu Xuan stared into the dark passage, his mind racing: "Was that monk lying to me? Is the abducted woman really down there?"

"Was the old woman out, or is she also hiding down there? Who else is there besides the old woman?"

"I exposed my identity and caused a commotion up here. Is that old woman unaware of it, or is she already aware and lying in wait down below, waiting for me to walk right into her trap?"

……

Lu Xuan pondered for a moment, took a deep breath and no longer hesitated. He used the Concealing Breath Technique to completely hide his aura and stepped into the passage.

The passageway descended in a winding staircase, surrounded by darkness and eerily quiet.

After climbing twenty or thirty steps, Lu Xuan smelled a faint smell of blood, which became stronger the further down he went!

You can also hear a faint "drip-drip" sound, like the sound of water droplets.

Lu Xuan silently descended more than a hundred stone steps and arrived at the bottom.

It was even darker down there, and the space was about as spacious as a basketball court.

Following the strong smell of blood and the dripping sound, Lu Xuan saw many familiar faces—Hong'er, Shen Jinglian's former deputy, and more than ten female bandits from Bailian Village.

At this moment, they were tightly bound by iron chains, suspended, and unconscious.

Even more bizarre and unsettling was that a small hole was made at the Baihui acupoint above their foreheads, and thin, transparent needles were inserted into the hole to draw blood. The blood flowed out of the needles and dripped into a blood basin below.

Hong'er and the others were breathing weakly, clearly still clinging to life...

Behind them, the white corpses of women were piled up like a mountain, numbering over a hundred!

The light was dim, making it impossible to see the expression on Lu Xuan's face...

suddenly!

Four figures emerged from the darkness, standing in four corners, forming a pincer movement against Lu Xuan.

"Boy, you have a path to heaven but you choose not to, you have no way to hell but you choose to walk into it... How dare you!" The speaker's voice was old and sinister, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell.

Lu Xuan looked up and saw that the man was emaciated, with an old face, but his hair was black, and he was leaning on a cane...

It was none other than the Left Protector of the Black Fiend Cult—Yin Po.

The person that Crocodile Pearl saw in the water multiple times was her!

"Kill...kill without mercy!" The other character was a burly, strong man.

He was over two meters tall with bronze skin, and when he stood there he was like an iron tower, giving people a suffocating feeling.

Yin Man, the Right Protector of the Black Fiend Cult!

When the Demon Suppression Division was wiping out the Black Fiend Cult, it was these two protectors who risked their lives to protect their young master and break through the encirclement...

"Haha, you actually managed to find your way here. Even Uncle Yinfo can't do anything to you? Interesting." The person speaking in the upper right corner was a young monk wearing a white robe, about the same age as Lu Xuan, with a fair and clean face.

He held an ancient-looking bell in his hand, looking at Lu Xuan, who was trapped in the middle like a mouse with no way to escape, with a half-smile: "You brat from the Demon Suppression Division, this young master will skin you alive, make you into an oil lamp, burn you for forty-nine days, and let you die after enduring cruel torture..."

This young monk in white robes is none other than the young master of the Black Fiend Sect!

They appear innocent and harmless, but are actually extremely vicious inside!

Finally, there was a person in a black robe. The robe was completely black, so his face was not visible, and he did not speak.

……

"So we were found out after all." Lu Xuan was surrounded by four people, but he was neither surprised nor scared.

He slowly drew the Jingluan Blade from his waist and grinned, "That's fine too. It saves us the trouble of searching, and we can catch them all in one fell swoop."