Ye Fan stumbled, nearly face-planting onto the ground…
It seemed cultivators from tens of thousands of years ago were quite simple, weren't they?
No, no, no…
It should be said that the sect the little demoness belonged to was simple.
Or perhaps she was simply a foolish girl herself…
But looking at the current situation…
It was estimated that before long, she would be completely led astray by the dog system…
"You don't have to pretend," Ye Fan muttered with a darkened expression.
"Pretend what?" the little demoness asked curiously.
Clearly, she hadn't grasped Ye Fan's point.
"…Nothing," Ye Fan changed the subject. "What beast bloodlines did that crazy old man fuse into you back then?"
"Too many, I can't remember," the little demoness sighed. "Those tens of thousands of years caused great damage to my memory, and I can't recall many things now…"
"Did you have the Shaving Beast's bloodline?" Ye Fan continued to ask.
"Yes." This time, the little demoness answered decisively. "The first beast bloodline he fused into me was the Shaving Beast's."
Ye Fan nodded with sudden realization.
Just as he suspected!
The Shaving Beast was a very peculiar existence among demonic beasts.
It possessed great strength, but its thought process was incredibly bizarre.
If one had to put it into words…
It was like in an ordinary world, putting the brain of a husky into the body of a lion or tiger…
Because the Shaving Beast's excrement had a unique odor, other demonic beasts rarely appeared in the areas where Shaving Beasts lived.
Given such a safe environment, shouldn't the population of Shaving Beasts have multiplied considerably?
The exact opposite was true; the numbers of this demonic beast were rapidly declining every year.
This demonic beast nearly drove itself to extinction with its bizarre intelligence and thought process…
Ye Fan suddenly felt that the crazy old man back then wasn't cultivating a demoness, but rather creating an idiot…
Or perhaps his sudden departure back then wasn't due to an urgent matter.
It was because he felt his creation was too much of a failure and he couldn't bear to look at it any longer.
Being sealed underground was merely to avoid the embarrassment of being seen by others…
Of course.
It was also not impossible that the old man himself belonged to the same mental dimension as the Second Elder and the others.
Otherwise, why would he think of fusing the Shaving Beast's bloodline…
The rest of the journey was uneventful, with no further dangers encountered.
During this time, they came across a few more murals.
However, they were too severely damaged to discern what was depicted.
Not only the murals but also the surrounding environment was heavily damaged.
Although he hadn't observed it carefully, Ye Fan could roughly tell that the structure of the tomb contained a hint of a formation.
Due to the severe damage, he couldn't determine the specific type.
He could only broadly classify it as belonging to the category of some special formations.
Tombs with such formations were primarily designed to preserve the owner's remains intact for a long time, with offensive and defensive capabilities being secondary.
Considering the murals depicting the tomb owner being cherished, this was not difficult to understand.
An hour later, everyone successfully found the main burial chamber.
Standing between them and the entrance to the main burial chamber was a general in armor.
The general's face was completely covered by a mask, revealing only his eyes.
Two eyes that glowed with a dim red light!
"Strange?" the little demoness mumbled. "This person has no trace of a living being on him, yet I feel a sense of familiarity."
"It's a Soul Refining Puppet," Ye Fan replied casually. "The creator was likely a demonic cultivator, hence the demonic aura left on the puppet."
To be honest, Ye Fan was also surprised.
Soul Refining Puppets were extremely rare and niche; very few cultivators would research them.
In terms of rarity, Soul Refining Puppeteers were comparable to the number of Mahayana or Tribulation Passing cultivators.
This was because the side effects were too severe, and researchers often ended up in a state worse than human or ghost.
Moreover, the difficulty of a Soul Refining Puppeteer undergoing tribulation was even greater than that of rogue cultivators, and a failed tribulation usually meant death.
Anyone with a sound mind would not choose such a profession…
"So that's how it is," the little demoness nodded, realizing.
After all, her 'demoness' status was largely a pretense, and her basic knowledge of demonic cultivation was almost zero…
Not far behind, Yao Daomei and Liang Tou instinctively shrunk their necks.
They didn't recognize what a Soul Refining Puppet was.
However, they instinctively felt that the entity before them was chilling.
This thing's strength seemed even lower than theirs, yet they inexplicably felt a sense of danger.
Thinking of this, the two retreated a considerable distance.
Let's observe the situation first.
If things go wrong, we run immediately!
Two wisps of black energy floated up from the little demoness and stealthily entered their bodies.
However, the little demoness did it so subtly that they didn't notice.
The two simply felt a momentary dizziness before their senses returned.
They didn't think much of it, assuming it was just their nervousness.
"Die!" the Soul Refining Puppet's hoarse voice sounded, like the grinding of bones.
And the guandao in its hand fiercely slashed towards the little demoness!
The Soul Refining Puppet knew no magical arts; it was a standard physical warrior.
But this did not mean the Soul Refining Puppet was weak!
The cold, gleaming guandao effortlessly sliced through the little demoness's counter-attacked magic!
The speed of the two increased rapidly, and soon Yao Daomei and Liang Tou found their eyes couldn't keep up.
The two retreated a great distance again, feeling fortunate for their previous foresight.
Good thing they moved so far away earlier, otherwise they would be like that male concubine now.
Speaking of which, that male concubine was truly foolish!
He was clearly just an ordinary person, yet he dared to get so close recklessly!
Come on, you're just her plaything, alright?
Now that that woman is struggling to protect herself, how can she possibly protect you?
You've turned into a bloody mess, purely by your own actions!
May you be reborn into a better life in your next one!
The two watched tremblingly while complaining about Ye Fan.
They could clearly see that the little demoness was only able to hold on thanks to the crimson treasure sword in her hand.
Each strike carried a power far exceeding that of the Golden Core stage.
As expected, this was another treasure!
If a mere Golden Core novice could achieve such an incredible feat with it, what if it were them…
"Bang—!"
The little demoness was sent flying without warning, and the treasure sword landed conveniently in front of the two.
"Gulp…"
The two swallowed hard, feeling their right hands itching to reach out…
Take it?
Or not take it?
Taking it and running away would mean acquiring a treasure for free; this was definitely a good opportunity.
But what if the opponent did it on purpose?
While they were愣神 (lost in thought), the little demoness was struck a few times.
Blood instantly spurted from her body, blooming in the air…
"Cough, cough…" the little demoness knelt on one knee, coughing up blood incessantly.
Yao Daomei gritted his teeth and sent a surge of true qi towards the treasure sword on the ground!
The little demoness was clearly at her limit.
If they didn't snatch the treasure and run now, they wouldn't be able to later!