After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

She was silent for a few seconds, seemingly recalling carefully, and then shook her head with great certainty.

"No, absolutely not."

Her tone was very certain: "Two hours ago when we were clearing this level, it was still a complete rock wall. I've been to this underground city many times, and I remember the rock structure here very clearly, and..."

She stepped forward, carefully avoiding the sharp edges of the rocks, and gently touched the jagged rocks at the tear in the cave entrance with her slender hand clad in a white silk glove.

"The marks are very fresh... the rock was forcibly torn apart by a tremendous force."

"Has the structure of the underground city changed?"

Mu Qiu frowned.

"Yes, it must be the underground city's tectonic plates moving."

Serafia explained, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of golden hair that fell across her chest—a habitual gesture she made when lost in thought.

“The internal structure of an underground city is not completely static. Sometimes the internal geological structure can suddenly shift and reconstruct on a large scale. Old passages may be squeezed and annihilated in an instant, while new passages may be randomly torn apart or created. The larger the underground city, the more unstable it is, and the more likely it is to experience tectonic plate movement. Logically speaking... this medium-sized underground city should not have experienced such violent tectonic plate movement.”

She paused, then continued, "That's why noble children often start their training in small underground cities on the border, rather than in large or super-large dungeons around the city."

"Because the number of floors only represents the usual rank of the monsters, and the larger the dungeon, the higher the danger of the dungeon itself!"

"Even if low-level adventurers can handle the low-level monsters on the first few floors of a large dungeon, they may still die on the spot if they encounter situations such as tectonic plate movement and are swallowed by newly formed passages, even with high-level adventurers guarding them!"

Just then, Serafia suddenly made a shushing gesture, and she put her ear slightly close to the cave entrance, as if she had heard something.

"Mr. Traveler..."

She lowered her voice, her face beneath the blindfold showing a hint of surprise and doubt.

"Listen... there seems to be a sound in here?"

Is there a sound?

Mu Qiu immediately held his breath, concentrated all his mental energy, and extended his mental power into the depths of the cave entrance.

At first, there was only deathly silence, but soon, as his mental energy penetrated, he vaguely heard some faint sounds.

"This voice..."

Mu Qiu frowned slightly.

Even with his Gold-level mental strength, he could barely perceive it; he could only sense a sound inside, but he couldn't hear it very clearly.

"It's the common language in mainland China!"

Serafia whispered.

Her senses were clearer; she could perceive that it wasn't the roar of monsters or the dripping sound of water, but rather the hushed conversation of people speaking in the common language of the continent.

"Other adventurers?"

Mu Qiu was somewhat surprised.

After the dungeon riot, did other adventurers come to this place?

They didn't see any other adventurers when they arrived!

Serafia shook her head, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"They don't sound like other adventurers...and these voices are strange...they seem to be using a very ancient way of speaking."

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

Knowing that there might be other creatures active inside, Mu Qiu lowered his voice a few decibels.

Serafia hesitated for less than a second before nodding decisively: "Yes, let's go in and take a look! Maybe this passage is related to the riot, Mr. Traveler, please stay close to me."

As she spoke, she carefully sensed her surroundings again. After confirming that it was safe, she took a deep breath and adjusted the light of the Holy Light Orb to just enough to illuminate the area under her feet, so as not to disturb the creatures in the cave. Then, without hesitation, she bent down and crawled into the cave entrance first.

Mu Qiu followed closely behind, almost touching her figure as he slipped inside.

The passage is narrower inside than from the outside, and it extends diagonally upwards, making it quite steep and difficult to traverse.

As soon as he crawled inside, Mu Qiu almost bumped into Serafia's snow-white, pert buttocks, but luckily he pulled back in time.

"This passage is really difficult to navigate..."

Even with her slender figure, Serafia had to carefully avoid the sharp protrusions as she moved around. For Mu Qiu, it meant constantly keeping his head down and shoulders hunched, closely following behind the Saintess.

The light from the Holy Light Orb was compressed to its limit here, barely illuminating a small area in front of them. The light danced and flickered wildly on the rock wall, casting the tense profiles of the two people in a flickering light.

Although it was to avoid disturbing the creatures inside, it made things difficult for Mu Qiu behind him. He could only keep a distance of less than half a meter from Serafia, otherwise he would not be able to see the road ahead.

In this way, he could always smell a subtle scent between his nostrils.

As they crawled through an unusually low pass, Serafia, who was in front, had to climb with both hands and temporarily hold the Holy Light Orb in her mouth. This caused the light to form a hazy halo around her face, outlining the alluring contours of her moist red lips.

Mu Qiu followed behind, his gaze inevitably falling on the curves of her body, which appeared even more shapely and rounded as she bent over and crawled. The priestess's pure white fabric stretched out an alluring curve on her body, swaying slightly with her movements.

Just then, Serafia seemed to step on a loose pebble, and her body suddenly slid downwards!

"Well!"

She let out a short, low gasp.

Mu Qiu, who was following behind, reacted quickly. Almost instinctively, he reached out and firmly supported her waist and hips, pushing her upward to help her regain her balance.

The surface feels soft, warm, and elastic; even through the layers of pure white fabric, you can clearly feel the rich, smooth texture beneath.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Serafia's voice trembled slightly, and her body felt weak, as if the curse on her lower abdomen was stirring.

The traveler probably didn't do it on purpose; it was just that she wasn't standing properly...

"Watch your step."

Mu Qiu coughed lightly and quickly withdrew his hand.

After this little incident, the two became more careful with their movements, and Mu Qiu moved a little closer, occasionally their noses would lightly touch.

After struggling forward for several dozen meters, a clearer sound came from ahead, and a faint light shone from the depths of the passage.

Serafia gave a warning signal, and Mu Qiu slowed down, using the natural undulations and shadows of the rock face as cover to silently move forward.

Soon, Mu Qiu and Serafia hid behind a boulder, cautiously peeking out towards the source of the light and sound.

Mu Qiu felt a sudden opening up before him; he was in a completely different natural cave.

In the center of the cave, a simple campfire burned, its dim light barely providing illumination.

But what made their pupils contract was the group of figures sitting around the fire—

Those weren't human adventurers, or even a single monster race, but several different monster races!

Sitting on the edge was a large green goblin, next to a minotaur, and next to a werewolf.

But sitting right in the middle of the campfire was a huge treasure chest!

However, this treasure chest didn't seem to possess the ability to mimic; it opened its gaping maw and said in a low voice:

"Adventurers are here... What should we do?"

"Is there even a question? Of course, it's kill, kill, kill!"

The werewolf stretched out his sharp claws and grinned.

The big goblin looked at the werewolf: "Baal, then why are you hiding here with us?"

The werewolf sneered, "I'm not stupid, why would I go out and fight those adventurers head-on!"

The goblin cursed, "Then why the hell did you keep saying 'kill, kill, kill'?! Kill my ass!"

The werewolf reached under his buttocks and pulled out a wolf pelt, saying arrogantly, "I'm talking about those who killed my own kind! As long as I get rid of them, those adventurers won't trace it back to me!"

Big Goblin stared in disbelief: "You could actually do this?"

The werewolf shook his head, a look of sorrow in his eyes: "They are not my true kin, but monsters created by this dungeon. They have no memory, no intelligence. They are the real monsters."

His throat bobbed twice, his eyes reddened slightly, his wolf claws clenched, and he said in a low voice, "Yes, we are cursed monsters, but why should monsters stay in dungeons?! Why should monsters be killed by adventurers?! Why should our fate be ended so easily?!"

"I've already inquired about it. The werewolves who were cursed back then weren't all of them! I still have my own kind up there! They can still live on this continent as demi-humans!"

"I want to leave the dungeon too. I want to live a life of robbing and pillaging with my brothers, instead of staying in this godforsaken place waiting to be killed by powerful adventurers one day!"

The goblin shook its head and sighed, "You still have your kind above you? We haven't had any kind above us for a long time. Those who occasionally escape are already classified as monsters. As for talking goblins like me, they are monsters among monsters. Once exposed, they will be targeted by humans..."

As it spoke, it started cursing again.

"I don't know who spread this rumor that we goblins sleep with any woman we see, damn it! Those ugly freaks with white, yellow, and brown skin, how can they compare to the beauty of our goblin beauties?"

"Aside from the trolls, whose beauties are liked by some of my fellow countrymen who have a thing for mature women, and the goblins, whose beauties are liked by some of my fellow countrymen with unique tastes, what ugly creatures are the other races!"

The minotaur scratched his head and looked at the werewolf, saying, "Baal, your information is outdated. The days of werewolves raiding and plundering are long gone. Now you werewolves are out there serving as dogs for humans."

"That's just the choice of a portion of the tribes!"

The werewolf said dismissively, "Besides, it's better to see my fellow werewolves than to stay in this dungeon. They are my fellow werewolves, and would fellow werewolves lie to werewolves?"

"The outside world is so great, I want to go there too."

The minotaur sat cross-legged on the ground and sighed, "Before our ancestors were cursed to become monsters, we were a branch of demi-humans. However, so much time has passed that the demi-humans outside and minotaurs like me are no longer the same race. I'm afraid I'll have to disguise myself again."

The mimic was furious: "Ribbit! How come you all have your kind in the outside world?! What about me?!"

"Don't you have another member of your race who has also awakened to wisdom?"

"That's a curled-up dog!"

The mimic said somewhat irritably, "How was I supposed to know that the dungeon would suddenly riot, giving us a chance to leave! I've been working on how to make my treasure chest look bigger and more impressive, and how to make my teeth sharper and more powerful, but all those adventurers were snatched away by that mimicking dog, and it even stole my lord position!"

As he spoke, the treasure chest monster suddenly let out another cold laugh.

"However, several powerful adventurers came this time, so that curled dog should have been killed by now. Besides, it definitely doesn't know that I hid the all-powerful purification potion that can cleanse all curses here!"

Upon hearing about the purifying potion, the mimic couldn't help but lick its enormous tongue.

That's a wonderful treasure!

Once you drink it, you will enter a state of complete euphoria. All the negative statuses and cursed skills that human adventurers have inflicted on it will disappear, and it will become extremely excited, and its body will become more sensitive.

Although the name of this potion is unknown, based on its effects, the mimic naturally gave it a very impressive-sounding name—the All-Purifying Potion!

"Once they leave, I'll be the new lord of this place! You're all intelligent monsters, why don't you help me manage the dungeon?"

Several monsters were laughing and joking together.

"No, no, we plan to go out and see the outside world."

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Xiang, aren't you going outside for a look? The air outside is so sweet!"

"..."

While the monsters were talking, Mu Qiu and Serafia, who were hiding behind the boulder, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Mu Qiu asked in a low voice, "Miss Saintess, are these monsters really original surface races that were cursed and turned into monsters?"

Serafia also became somewhat excited at this point.

A panacea?

It can... it can purify all curses?!

Is there really such a magical potion that can work wonders?

Chapter 107 Is the Holy Maiden interested in Dark Potions?

Serafia only came to her senses when she heard Mu Qiu's voice.

She pursed her lips, leaned close to Mu Qiu's ear, and whispered, "Yes, the monsters in the dungeon, they didn't actually appear out of thin air."

As she spoke, the warm breath she exhaled occasionally brushed against Mu Qiu's neck, making him feel slightly itchy.

Mu Qiu was about to remind the Saintess, but Serafia's attention was completely focused on the mimic. She stared intently at the golden mimic while whispering:

"According to the research of ancient scholars, the most common view in the academic community is that the underground city itself is a bridge connecting this continent with the abyss, and it is very likely that it was created by man, because there were no underground cities in the early days of the Age of Gods."

"It is said that during the Age of Gods, a human tribe was exiled to a place far from civilization. Because monsters roamed the surface, they had to dig caves to live underground and avoid those powerful monsters, hence the name 'Underground People'."

Underground people?

Mu Qiu's heart stirred slightly.