Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

Chapter 62: Location of the Stronghold

Ten minutes later, Qin Yuanhao and the lanky man left the brothel expressionlessly. They didn't have the excitement they had before entering the brothel.

Lu Yang scratched his temples. They came out so soon?

At the door, the brothel keeper handed Qin Yuanhao and the lanky man a piece of paper. They opened it and destroyed it immediately.

"Brother Qin, the leader is looking for me. He wants me to go to the branch. I'll take my leave first."

"Well, the leader also wants me to do something. Let's part here. Don't forget to help me spread the news that I went to the brothel."

"No problem."

The two parted in front of the brothel. Lu Yang decided to follow the lanky man.

The lanky man and Qin Yuanhao were at the same cultivation level, so they didn't notice Lu Yang underground.

The pedestrians and houses in the surroundings gradually became fewer and fewer. At the end, it was already a barren mountain. There was no one in sight.

The lanky man seemed to be very familiar with this place. He walked leisurely on the mountain path. The mountain path was winding. After walking for about fifteen minutes, the lanky man stopped in front of a stone wall.

This place was located at the border between Yanjiang County and another county. Theoretically, it belonged to Yanjiang County, but historically, both sides had reasons to govern it.

Because of this, both sides didn't care about it.

After all, there was nothing valuable here. There was no need to fight over it.

He knocked on a wall, three long knocks and one short knocks. He muttered something and the wall became like water.

The lanky man stepped into the wall and disappeared.

Lu Yang heard him say, "Immortal Immortal, resurrected from the dead, dispelled the clouds and lived forever in the world."

"This is a grotto-heaven?" Lu Yang's eyes narrowed, revealing a surprised expression.

A grotto-heaven was a space created by a powerful cultivator who was proficient in space magic. The higher the cultivation level, the more complete the space created.

Generally speaking, Spirit Formation cultivators could create their own space.

Some cultivators liked to use the grotto-heaven as a place to live and live alone. Some cultivators liked to use the grotto-heaven as a cemetery and live alone.

Since ancient times, there were many Spirit Formation cultivators, not to mention the Void Refinement, Combination, and Tribulation Passing realms.

Cultivators may die, but their grotto-heavens would remain behind. Due to that, there were many Grotto-Heavens within the Central Continent. Additionally, most of the cultivators who died were not informed of the location and method of opening their grotto-heavens. Thus, cultivators could only rely on luck to find the grotto-heavens left behind by their predecessors.

No one knew how many Grotto-Heavens had yet to be opened.

Big Senior Sister said that the great era was coming, and more and more grotto-heavens were being discovered. Many people would obtain opportunities and soar to the heavens.

The grotto-heaven in front of him should be a grotto-heaven left behind by a predecessor. It was discovered by the Demonic Sect and taken for their own use.

Lu Yang didn't follow him rashly. He chose to stay quietly in the ground, waiting for the lanky man to come out.

Lu Yang always felt that this was not safe. After all, this was the Yanjiang Branch, the stronghold of the Devil Cult. Who knew how many masters there were inside? It was just that staying underground was not good enough.

When he thought of this, Lu Yang hid somewhere far away where he could see the entrance of the stronghold. He shrunk his body and used the Barbarian Tribe's Concealment Technique provided by Berserker Bones to hide.

After about two hours, a man wearing a mask walked out of the stone wall, followed by a tall and thin man.

From the looks of it, the masked man had a higher status than the lanky man.

"Eh?" The masked man sensed that something was wrong. He released his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings, even the ground.

"Come out, I found you. Don't think that you've hidden well. If you come out now, I can still spare your life!" the masked man said indifferently.

"Still not coming out?

Don't think that I'm a merciful person. I'll count to three. If you still don't come out, don't blame me for not giving you a chance! "

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Go to hell!"

The branch leader condensed a force in his palm and struck in a direction, producing a rumbling sound.

"Branch leader, what's wrong?" The thin and tall man asked respectfully.

The branch leader shook his head. "I feel like someone is looking at me. I tried to trick him, but he didn't react. Maybe it's just an illusion."

Cold sweat appeared on Lu Yang's forehead. Just now, he had the thought of jumping out of the ground and fighting with the branch leader. Only then would he have a chance to survive.

Fortunately, his willpower was strong and he forcibly suppressed this impulse. He believed that the barbarian's concealment technique wouldn't expose him.

Lu Yang felt that the branch leader's divine sense had scanned him, but he felt that the branch leader only treated him as a rock and didn't care.

If the branch leader had really discovered him, why would he count down? He would have directly attacked.

"Fortunately, the barbarian's concealment technique is brilliant. As long as I don't move, I won't be discovered." Lu Yang thought to himself. "This branch leader should be at the Golden Core stage."

"How are the preparations for the selection in ten days?"

"Everything is ready. We're just waiting for the fellow daoists to come here in ten days and pass the selection to join us."

"That's good. I hope we can recruit a few more geniuses of the devil path this time. This way, the headquarters will pay more attention to Yanjiang Branch."

The two talked as they walked. Soon, they disappeared from Lu Yang's field of vision. Lu Yang didn't move, afraid that he would expose himself.

"The Golden Core stage is really not simple."

Lu Yang waited for another hour. He was worried that the branch leader would be too suspicious and suddenly turn back.

After an hour, the branch leader still didn't appear.

"Let's go."

Lu Yang left through the ground.

This time, he had gained a lot. Not only did he know the location of Yanjiang Branch, but he also confirmed that the selection would take place here.

…

"Tell me, Gui Jian Chou, what happened to your hair?

I heard that you pulled out a strand of hair when you killed someone? "Constable Wei asked while crossing his legs. The bandits lined up in a row and sat in front of him, trembling with fear.

"No, no, it's just that it's not easy to be a boss and lead a team. My subordinates cause trouble everywhere. The pressure is too great, so my hair fell out."

"What about you, Daredevil Erlang? I heard that you fought with a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. You blinded him in two eyes and he blinded you in one?"

"My, my eyes are fine. Wearing an eye patch makes me look more imposing. Since I'm out in the pugilistic world, I have to have something to say."

"And you, Verdure Glider. I heard that you stole from the palace. You'll probably be locked up for the rest of your life. In the worst case, you'll be executed."

The Third Brother of the Thief cried out, "It's a misunderstanding, my lord. I owed money and didn't pay it back. The creditor broke one of my legs and forgave me."

Constable Wei yawned. He thought that everyone was carrying a big case, but he didn't expect it to be this simple.

"Big Brother Constable, I'll confess. I'll confess everything. I've robbed sixteen houses …"

Constable Wei waved his hand: "There's no need to rush. Let's talk about this first. Why did you all come to Yanjiang County?"

"This …" The bandit leader hesitated, weighing the pros and cons of telling the truth.

Constable Wei pointed at the torture room at the back. "Do you see the torture equipment at the back? If you don't want to talk, then we'll use these things to help you."

Black blood was left on the torture instruments, making them look particularly horrifying. The thieves swallowed their saliva and scrambled to explain what had happened.

"I said …"

The bandits had only said two words when they stopped abruptly.

If someone came up behind them, they would find that there were fine needles as fine as the hair of a cow stuck in their necks. The fine needles were dipped in poison!

"There's an assassin!"

Constable Wei was worthy of being called the most experienced constable. He immediately reacted and rushed out of the room to look for the assassin.

However, there was no one outside.

In the torture room, the shadow seemed to have a life of its own. It seemed to laugh a few times before disappearing.

(End of Chapter)