A little more than half a day later.
The group arrived at a basin.
To be precise, it should be a giant pit, not a naturally formed one, but a massive depression caused by external factors.
Traces of the war ten thousand years ago could still be seen here, with large swathes of nearby mountainsides cut in half and hundreds of bottomless fissures in the ground.
Based on the surrounding environment, it could be inferred that this was originally a plateau, which became a basin after the great war.
It is highly probable that this was one of the main battlefields of the human-demon war ten thousand years ago.
According to the intelligence purchased at a high price by Yu Xiaohuan, a small bottle of top-grade longevity pills was unearthed from this area not long ago.
The basin was filled with potholes and scarred everywhere, with countless adventure teams having come to excavate.
Some of the potholes were spewing black malevolent energy, rolling like smoke, and no one dared to approach within a ten-mile radius.
There were also some potholes with large numbers of corpses, emanating a deathly aura, clearly indicating that something ominous had been dug up, and everyone present had lost their lives.
There was also a pothole with abundant spiritual energy, where even dark green wild grass had grown around it, confirming that someone had excavated an astonishing treasure from it.
This was the allure of the ancient human-demon battlefield ruins; with good luck, one might even unearth immortal artifacts, but if luck was against them, they wouldn't even know how they died.
Fortune and misfortune depended entirely on creation and luck!
The basin was vast, with a few scattered adventure teams digging for treasures within, very far apart from each other, all wary of each other.
They spotted Yu Xiaohuan's group and showed vigilance.
Yu Xiaohuan had the white-haired old woman transmit a message, stating her identity and her willingness to purchase top-grade longevity pills at a high price, assuring anyone who found them that the Yu family would offer them a satisfactory price.
Upon hearing that it was a Yu family team, the few adventure groups relaxed slightly, but seeing a werewolf in the group, they became vigilant again.
Lang Jing cautiously observed the adventure teams. Apart from one that was not weaker than their own, the rest were not formidable opponents. If the other party truly unearthed something good, there would be no need to hesitate; they would simply seize it.
"Little Huan sister, please rest assured. My tribal uncle has extraordinary talent and can smell the aura of corpses deep underground. He will definitely help you find the top-grade longevity pills."
Lang Jing flattered the old werewolf beside him, patting his chest and assuring Yu Xiaohuan that he would help her achieve her goal.
In fact, treasure hunting was, in essence, profiting from the dead.
During the great war between humans and demons, countless experts had perished here, and their belongings were all buried underground.
Where there were dead people, there were naturally belongings. The old werewolf's ability to smell the aura of underground corpses was indeed remarkable, making it easier to find treasures.
"Young Master Lang, Xiaohuan will rely entirely on you."
Yu Xiaohuan bowed gratefully to Lang Jing, feeling that she could only count on the Lang family now.
Originally, she had hoped that Ning Wenjing could help, as the Ning clan had been active in the ancient human-demon battlefield ruins for over ten thousand years and should know more secrets.
Unfortunately, Ning Wenjing not only refused to help but also told her to ask that "black charcoal head" who liked to talk nonsense.
"Little Huan sister, just watch. I will definitely dig out the top-grade longevity pills for you. But you know my intentions. You must agree to my terms then."
Lang Jing seized the opportunity to set his conditions. The reason he was working so hard was all for Yu Xiaohuan, or rather, for the identity of a son-in-law of the Yu family.
Yu Xiaohuan harbored no affection for Lang Jing and detested such opportunistic behavior, but she had no choice, as her mother's lifespan was indeed running out. Gritting her teeth, she nodded.
"Hahaha..."
Lang Jing laughed wildly and immediately directed the old werewolf and other werewolves to take action, even starting to give orders to the Yu family subordinates, as if he had already become the Yu family's son-in-law.
"Alas, Miss is truly something, how could she agree to such terms? A jade rabbit marrying a wolf, wouldn't she be devoured completely?"
The more than ten human cultivators sighed, but could only suppress their displeasure and obey Lang Jing.
Under the command of the old werewolf, the demonic beasts began to dig holes, while others were responsible for checking the excavated soil and stones for treasures, and for consolidating the pits to prevent collapse.
It had to be said that the old werewolf did have some skill. Soon, the skeletons of some demonic beasts were unearthed, along with some broken weapons and armor.
The unearthed weapons were in disrepair, but it was still possible to discern that they were of legendary quality. Although they could no longer be used, the rare metals contained within could be extracted, making them quite valuable.
This was considered a good start, and everyone cheered, greatly encouraged.
"Little Huan sister, I'll dig out the pills for you soon."
Lang Jing showed off a few pieces of broken weapons to Yu Xiaohuan.
Yu Xiaohuan also showed a faint smile, returning a smile to Lang Jing, which made Lang Jing involuntarily swallow hard.
Ji Mo was somewhat bewildered, not understanding what was so praiseworthy about digging up some scrap metal. In his eyes, these things were truly worthless.
"Big liar, you said there are good treasures here. Why don't we dig around too?"
Ning Wenjing asked, also feeling a bit tempted, as treasure hunting was indeed very appealing.
"No need to dig, just go and pick them up."
Ji Mo looked at the pothole in the distance spewing rolling malevolent energy and said, "There seems to be a strange flower growing there."
Then he pointed to another large pit full of corpses: "There are good ores underground."
He mentioned several places, but they were all places of great danger, and no one dared to approach. No one could be sure if there were truly good things inside as he claimed.
"Heh heh, talking nonsense, full of lies. Ning girl, you don't actually believe this kid's gibberish, do you?"
Lang Jing sneered upon hearing Ji Mo's words.
In his opinion, Ji Mo was talking nonsense and clearly trying to deceive the seemingly inexperienced young girl from the Ning family.
But he had to admit, Ning Wenjing's face was a bit ugly with those dark spots, but her figure was impeccable, especially her long legs, which could be played with for a year.
A hint of malice flashed in the depths of his pupils as he stared at Ning Wenjing's straight and slender legs, swallowing saliva.
"Young Master Ji, Jingjing is still young, and I don't want you to deceive her with these false words every day."
Yu Xiaohuan also heard Ji Mo's words and felt immense disgust, thinking that this person was full of lies.
She was quite fond of Ning Wenjing and directly rebuked Ji Mo, not wanting Ning Wenjing to be deceived by such a scoundrel.
"Xiaohuan, I believe Big Liar. What he says must be true."
Unexpectedly, Ning Wenjing chose to believe Ji Mo.
Although she always called Ji Mo "Big Liar," she would never allow outsiders to call Ji Mo a liar.
She could call him that, but no one else could.
Lang Jing bared his teeth and snorted coldly, "Ignorant."
Yu Xiaohuan also shook her head in disappointment, thinking that Ning Wenjing had been bewitched and was unable to distinguish right from wrong.
"Hong Yan Xiao!"
Ji Mo squinted his eyes and faintly saw a delicate flower blooming amidst the rolling malevolent energy.
He showed a look of joy and, without a second word, rushed over.
"Big Liar, where are you going? It's dangerous there!"
Ning Wenjing quickly warned him.
"Wait here obediently, I'll pick a flower for you."
Ji Mo didn't look back, his figure rushing into the area filled with malevolent energy.