I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The more Pei Ling listened, the uglier his expression became.

He originally thought that it was a mission that an ordinary sixth-stage Qi Refinement cultivator could do, so in order to send Lu Luqiang away as soon as possible yesterday, he accepted it for Jin Sumian without hesitation.

He did not expect it to be such a huge trap!

What was worse was that five teams had accepted the mission.

What did that mean?

It meant that after they arrived at the Han Manor, not only would they have to face the danger inside, but they would also have to guard against the other four teams stabbing them in the back.

This did not include the risks of whether there was a traitor in their team or whether he would betray them at the critical moment.

"Senior Brother Zhao." Since things had come to this, he could only take it one step at a time. Pei Ling asked, "Before that Senior Brother He fainted, did he say how he got injured in the Han Manor?"

Zhao Chang'an shook his head and said, "His injuries were very serious, and his mind was a little blurry. He lost consciousness after saying a few words. The medical cultivator said that his soul had been greatly stimulated. He can only take the Soul Calming Pill to recover and won't wake up for a month. If we wait for him in the sect, the others will definitely beat us to it."

Damn it!

In other words, we know nothing?

Pei Ling's mind raced. He calmly glanced at Lu Luqiang, who was not far away, and thought to himself, Thank goodness, thank goodness. Let's not talk about the others. Although this Senior Sister Lu's cultivation level is higher than mine, she's very weak. Moreover, I also cultivate the Blood Spiraling… Blood Ghost Escape Technique. If the situation goes wrong, I can run faster than her!

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A few days later, at noon, a flying shuttle broke through the layers of clouds and landed by a lake.

A moment later, 10 energetic cultivators walked out of the flying shuttle.

The male cultivator in the lead had bright eyebrows and extraordinary looks. He wore a white robe and soap boots and held a blood-colored staff. The staff looked like an old vine. The head of the staff was shaped like a snake with two horns on its head which was showing its fangs.

In the snake's eyes, blood flames flickered and a murderous aura surged.

After everyone came out, he cast a spell and put away the flying shuttle. He looked around and said loudly, "Junior Brothers and Sisters, this is the Han Manor."

"I don't see Senior Brother Tang Nanzhai and the others. Looks like we're the first to arrive." A male cultivator following closely behind him closed his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Of course. Senior Brother Bai specially borrowed the Poison Fire Blood Dragon Staff and the Dark Spirit Flying Shuttle from the inner sect's senior brother this time. We'll be able to beat the other teams to it for at least two days and two nights," a beautiful, slender, and tall female cultivator replied. She looked at Bai Kuang with admiration. "It's all thanks to Senior Brother Bai. We'll definitely get first place in this mission!"

Bai Kuang smiled and said seriously, "The Han Family Villa has been in decline for a long time. Now that the He Clan has been destroyed, even if the array formations and mechanisms are still there, they have been in disrepair for a long time. There's nothing to be afraid of. What we have to pay attention to the most this time is not the mission itself, but the other four teams. Since we've arrived first, I hope that we can work together to find the treasure vault.

As for the specific distribution, we'll discuss it after we get the items.

Otherwise, if other teams catch up midway, not only will our original advantage disappear, they will even become our vanguard and benefit others."

"Yes!" All the fellow disciples replied in unison. Then, under the deduction of a purple-robed female cultivator, they quickly found a gap in the Han Family Manor's array and rushed in.

As the surrounding scenery rippled slightly like water, the original water pool disappeared. What appeared in front of them was an ancient door that revealed its age.

The words "Han Manor" were written on it.

The words had long faded, leaving only a faint background, revealing the recent decline of the manor.

On both sides of the gate were colorful tassels used for celebrations. However, after years of being battered by the winds and rain, they were already dilapidated.

As for the talismans that were engraved when the family was at its peak, they were already half-broken now. There were only a few scattered talismans that were barely effective, but they could slightly expel some useless ghosts.

To Bai Kuang and the others, their effectiveness in resisting the enemy was negligible.

Everyone was anxious to find treasures and did not have the mood to waste time. They quickly searched the vicinity and went deeper.

"Senior Brother Bai, the Han Manor occupies a vast area. There are only 10 of us. If we move together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take the treasure vault away before the others arrive." At this moment, the purple-robed female cultivator walked over and suggested to Bai Kuang, "In my opinion, why don't we split up?"

Split up?

Bai Kuang frowned slightly, not because he was afraid of danger.

After all, although only He Yi had escaped from the first four batches of disciples, even He Yi, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, could escape back to the sect. Not only was the weakest in their team at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, but they had also made ample preparations before coming.

Even if they encountered a trap or an enemy, and even if they were no match for them, they would have enough time to stall for time until the others rushed over to provide support.

The problem was that wealth was a temptation to people.

What if someone discovered the treasure vault in private but kept it a secret and kept it for himself?

"According to my calculations, the next time we can leave the array is about 16 hours later." The purple-robed female cultivator seemed to have seen through his doubts and said, "The location is the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond in the backyard. With such a short timeline, if we gather together, I'm afraid we won't be able to search many places."

Bai Kuang's gaze flickered as he said, "Junior Sister Wu makes sense. How about this? The nine of you will form a team of three while I will form a team of one. Next, we will split up and search. Regardless of whether we find anything, we will meet at the lake pavilion at the back of the house in 16 hours."

Since there was only one exit and there was a time limit, he would arrive early and check and interrogate them one by one.

The nine junior brothers and sisters were anxious to find the treasure vault, so they agreed without hesitation. Hence, the 10 of them quickly split into four groups and dispersed.

After a while, the purple-robed female cultivator and her two fellow disciples entered the martial arts arena empty-handed.

The martial arts arena was built in a rough manner. The ground, walls, dummies, wooden stakes, arena… There were traces of weapons or punches everywhere.

"Search carefully here," the purple-robed female cultivator instructed. "There was nothing along the way just now. After all, this was where the disciples of the Han family were nurtured. Even if there's no treasure vault, there might be some other gains."

The other two cultivators agreed. Just as they were about to rummage through the boxes, they suddenly saw a familiar figure standing not far away with his hands behind his back.

"Senior Brother Bai?" The two cultivators were a little surprised. Bai Kuang was clearly not heading in this direction.

The purple-robed female cultivator had just picked up a vase when she looked up. She saw the figure slowly turn around. It was Bai Kuang's clothes, his face, and his figure… However, the other party's head turned 180 degrees smoothly as he looked at them quietly.