Evil Immortal!

Before long, Meng Yuan led everyone to another place.

Players like Mouse Tail Juice and Twilight Sword were also quite excited and followed closely behind.

They're really lucky today, actually getting to play dungeons with Master Ziyang, one after another.

Although it was just a simple matter of joining in the fun and helping out in small ways, I still really broadened my horizons.

At least what they had just seen and heard was very exciting for them, and afterwards it became a topic of bragging and boasting to their friends. When they posted it on the forum that night, it was sure to attract a lot of attention.

After all, this matter involves Master Ziyang, and since the server opened, almost all players have made little progress. Firstly, they haven't encountered any high-level NPCs, and secondly, many are still stuck with ordinary daily tasks, even struggling to earn some copper coins.

They alone have now come into contact with Master Ziyang, and today's experience has broadened their horizons.

In the end, you can even make your presence known to Master Ziyang, which is a win-win situation!

Before long, Meng Yuan led everyone to an old house.

This old house occupies a considerable area. The two stone lions at the entrance are more than half a person tall and look majestic. The vermilion gate is inlaid with copper nails, and a servant stands at the entrance.

Meng Yuan and his group made no attempt to conceal themselves along the way, creating quite a stir, which caused passersby to either avoid them or stare at them with curiosity.

Du Caidie hesitated, wanting to remind Meng Yuan that his actions were too ostentatious and might alert the people of Wanxie Cave, but after thinking about it, she kept quiet.

Given Meng Yuan's shrewdness, he probably couldn't have been unaware of this, and the reason he did this is likely because he had other plans.

"Fairy Du, take the people inside."

Meng Yuan instructed, "Let these extraterrestrial beings come along too. If there is any danger, let them be the first to face it."

Hearing this, Du Caidie nodded, and the Demon Guards beside her were also secretly grateful to him. However, the group of players, including Haoziweizhi, turned pale and looked somewhat helpless.

This Master Ziyang is quite direct; he's clearly using them as cannon fodder!

However, it's understandable. These players are just ordinary people. Even if they have many ideas and lofty ambitions, they are just ordinary people now. Without enough strength, what use are they?

Aside from this resurrection ability, it's not very useful. They're lucky to have been noticed by Master Ziyang.

What a person fears most is not being used, but having no value to be used at all.

Therefore, in Master Ziyang's eyes, they all had value to be used, which was obviously a good thing.

Du Caidie accepted the order and led her people into the old house, leaving Meng Yuan standing there motionless.

Meng Yuan wasn't worried at all about whether his men would encounter any danger.

Because everything is now going according to his plan.

At least, there isn't much danger inside this old house.

Let Du Caidie and the others go in and handle it; that's more than enough.

Especially his target this time—the begging demon—is now hiding in the shadows, watching him.

Meng Yuan turned around leisurely, looked at an inconspicuous corner on the right, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Qi Mo is, after all, the leader of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave, a person of considerable status. Since you're here, why not show yourself and have a chat? Hiding in the shadows like this is hardly proper."

"Hmph! What a sharp-tongued brat!"

As soon as Meng Yuan finished speaking, the void in that corner suddenly rippled, and a figure abruptly appeared.

This was an old man in black robes. He was short and unremarkable in appearance, with a gloomy face. His clothes were tattered, and he held a bone staff that was more than eight feet tall. A chilling and unpredictable aura surrounded him.

The old man in the black robe had a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, especially his triangular eyes, with most of the whites of his eyes taking up a lot of space, which gave people an uncomfortable feeling.

"Since Fellow Daoist Qimo is here, why not stay a little longer?"

Meng Yuan smiled in response, seemingly unconcerned about the other party's attitude, but his words were particularly hurtful: "Later, we can also watch the excitement for a while longer."

The beggar's face was gloomy and somewhat ugly. He questioned, "Boy, eight days ago, one of my Wanxie Cave's strongholds was set on fire. Was that your doing?"

"Fellow Daoist's insight is keen; it was indeed my doing."

Meng Yuan did not deny it, but readily admitted it.

"Meng Yuan, right? I only have one question for you now."

The beggar demon stared intently at Meng Yuan with his triangular eyes. "How did you know about these strongholds of our Ten Thousand Evil Cave?"

He had always been puzzled by the fact that their strongholds were well hidden and protected by restrictive formations, so they would never be exposed under normal circumstances.

But in just a few days, Meng Yuan had already taken down two of them.

Oh, no, there should be three.

The third one is the old house next door, which is currently under attack by Meng Yuan's men. Even with his warning earlier, it will probably be captured soon.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yuan naturally couldn't answer honestly; instead, he smiled and asked in return:

"I also have a question for Fellow Daoist Beggar: What exactly is the Ten Thousand Evils Cave trying to achieve by performing a blood sacrifice?"

"Hmph! That dog Li Lian is truly a piece of trash, even saying things like that to you!"

Qi Mo's face immediately darkened, realizing that Meng Yuan must have learned these things from Li Lian.

He slowly raised the bone staff in his hand horizontally, and the eyes of the fist-sized skull at the top of the staff lit up with a cold green light, with a ghostly phosphorescent glow. A bone-chilling coldness immediately erupted, and wisps of yin energy emerged and wrapped around the beggar demon.

"Since you don't want to talk, don't blame me for taking action."

He grinned maliciously:

"After I kill you, I'll extract your soul and torture you with yin fire, then let's see if you can still laugh!"

"Kill me?"

Meng Yuan withdrew his gaze from the bone staff in the other person's hand and found it somewhat amusing.

"Then we'll see if you have the ability!"

To be fair, Qi Mo is indeed a remarkable figure. His cultivation level is two levels higher than his, and he is a powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion Realm, only one step away from forming the Core Formation.

To others, he was already a formidable old devil.

In reality, the difference between the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion and the Core Formation is a qualitative leap and transformation, much like the "carp leaping over the dragon gate".

It may seem like just a thin line, but in reality, this mere thin line is what blocks the vast majority of Purple Mansion cultivators in the world, and many Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivators can hardly cross it in their entire lives.

Moreover, Qi Mo is not a powerful figure like Wu Xingkong or Gu Zhengyang who can fight beyond his level. From the player's perspective, he is just an elite-level NPC. Even though his cultivation is two minor realms higher than Meng Yuan's, as long as he is not a Golden Core cultivator, Meng Yuan will not be too wary of him.