Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

"puff--"

Lu Yuguan couldn't help coughing up blood foam.

As the giant Kun swung its tail, thousands of alchemy furnaces roared together, and silver-white chains wrapped around his limbs.

Miao'er's cries were mixed with the seventh junior brother's laughter.

The rest of the contestants were also trapped at the entrance to the treasure house and were controlled by the other Danzong disciples.

Lu Yuguan's consciousness gradually became blurred.

Before sinking into darkness, he heard Bian Xianghe's whisper.

"Boy..."

"If you dare to refuse to join the sect, your journey will be over."

-

Danzong Dungeon.

hiss……

Head hurts.

Lu Yuguan slowly opened his eyes, but could not see anything. He almost thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

"I'm... blind?"

Lu Yuguan blinked and waved his hands in front of his eyes.

It was not until I could see the outline of my hand a little bit clearly that I confirmed that I was not blind.

"Miao'er?"

"are u there?"

Lu Yuguan tried to call out, but his voice echoed in the enclosed space, but he received no response.

There is an echo.

Could it be some small room?

As I was thinking, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck.

Lu Yuguan frowned. He reached out to touch it, but only touched a scabbed wound.

"I rely on!"

"Damn Danzong, it's causing so much harm!"

Lu Yuguan was indignant and punched the ground, feeling sharp pain in his knuckles.

[Ding! Host swearing detected]

[Deduct 5 civilization points]

No?

Did you hear me wrong?

Five o'clock?

Lu Yuguan was shocked and asked quickly, "Tong-chan, is there inflation again?"

【Well……】

【We have arrived in Zhongdu】

[For a place this big, shouldn't the prices be higher?]

The system explained.

Lu Yuguan: “…”

After arguing with the system, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Chaos Fire."

Lu Yuguan whispered, trying to summon light.

However, the sea of consciousness seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of cotton wool, and the mental strength could hardly be mobilized.

Ok?

what's the situation?

Could it be that it has withered?!

Lu Yuguan didn't believe it, and after trying more than ten times, he finally ignited a cluster of faint gray flames.

However, the light was very dim and could only illuminate an area less than one foot around it.

With the help of the light, Lu Yuguan understood the surrounding environment——

A stone cell.

The walls are smooth, there are no windows, and the only exit is a heavy iron door.

There was some dry grass scattered on the ground.

in the corner……

His breathing suddenly stopped.

There were piles of bones in the corner.

There were not just one or two bodies, but piled up layer upon layer, almost forming a small hill.

Some have weathered and turned yellow, while others still have fresh blood and rotten flesh.

“What the hell is this…”

Lu Yuguan's stomach cramped and the chaotic fire almost went out.

He endured the discomfort and held the flame close to the skeletons, and found that most of the bones were slender and the finger bones were long.

They are all good at alchemy.

Just as he was about to step back, the firelight swept across the wall, leaving a dark red mark.

When Lu Yuguan took a closer look, his blood instantly froze.

The wall was covered with densely packed handwriting, all written in blood!

"The latecomer..."

"If you see these words, it means you are also a poor person deceived by the Dan Sect..."

Lu Yuguan trembled as he stroked the dried blood words, the chaotic fire flickering with his emotions.

"...The Danzong rating system is a scam. They're recruiting disciples under the guise of recruiting, but in reality they're selecting fertilizer for the sacred tree..."

"...Bian Xianghe is not human. The demon beast clan has already invaded the Dan Sect..."

Lu Yuguan read it word by word, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

Behind every line of blood.

They are all alchemists who suffered tragically.

"I see……"

Lu Yuguan murmured to himself, "No wonder Bian Xianghe said those words..."

He continued to check along the wall and found that the writing was newer the closer it was to the ground.

At the very bottom.

There is a line of bright red blood words:

"On the eve of the Holy Tree Festival, during the guard change, this is the only chance."

The writing stopped abruptly.

The last stroke was dragged out very long, as if the writer's life was suddenly interrupted.

Lu Yuguan's heart was beating like a drum.

What Danzong...

It's clearly a man-eating cage!

He kept this information in mind when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the iron railings.

Lu Yuguan held his breath, extinguished the chaotic fire, and lay back on the ground pretending to be unconscious.

squeak-

The iron door made a heavy sound and two figures walked in.

"Fellow Daoist Xia? Fellow Daoist Xia?"

A deliberately lowered voice called out.

Lu Yuguan opened his eyes slightly and recognized the faces of Qingjue and Nangong Luo in the faint light coming in from the door.

They looked nervous and kept looking back.

"What are you doing here..."

Lu Yuguan spoke hoarsely, and was immediately covered by Nangong Luo's mouth.

"Keep your voice down," she said quickly, "we only have half an incense stick of time."

Qing Jue squatted down, his face full of guilt: "Fellow Daoist Xia, we really didn't know that our master would do such a thing."

"This is our first time going out on a rating mission."

"I've never heard of this before when I was in the sect..."

"You know now?"

Lu Yuguan pointed at the blood-red wall and said coldly, "Take a good look at what your so-called good master is doing!"

Nangong Luo's face turned pale: "This... this is..."

Lu Yuguan looked directly into the eyes of the two men.

"I know."

"The Sacred Tree Festival will be held in a month, and I will be one of the sacrifices, right?"

Qing Jue closed his eyes in pain: "We just learned the truth too."

"Where is Miao'er?"

Lu Yuguan suddenly asked.

"The maid?"

Nangong Luo hesitated for a moment, "She is imprisoned on the upper floor. Because her cultivation is not high, she is not in danger for the time being."

Lu Yuguan breathed a sigh of relief, but then his nerves tensed up again: "What are you doing here?"

"Are you ordered to come and execute me?"

"No!"

Qingjue retorted excitedly, then realized that his voice was too loud and lowered his voice.

"We want to get you out, but not now."

"The security is too tight."

"Three days before the Sacred Tree Ceremony, most of the disciples will be preparing for the ceremony. Only then will we have the chance."

Lu Yuguan examined the expressions of the two and asked directly, "Why are you helping me?"

Nangong Luo and Qing Jue exchanged a glance, and finally Nangong Luo spoke: "We joined the Dan Sect to learn the orthodox way of alchemy, not to kill people."

"Besides," Qing Jue added, "Master has been acting more and more strangely lately."

"His methods are becoming increasingly bizarre. He just said he wanted to bury the other nine alchemists alive."

"We are worried..."

"Are you worried that he might become possessed?"

Lu Yuguan caught Qingjue's hesitation.

Qing Jue sighed and nodded heavily: "In the past three hundred years, there has never been such a precedent. It seems that it is also due to the withering of the sacred tree..."

Holy tree?

Just as Lu Yuguan was about to ask further questions, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.

Qingjue and Nangong Luo's expressions changed drastically.

"We have to go," Nangong Luo said quickly, "Remember--"

"A week before the festival, we will find a way to send you pills to restore your spiritual power. They should be able to be hidden in the prison food."

Qing Jue gave Lu Yuguan one last look and said, "Hold on, Fellow Daoist Xia."

"Please trust us."

“It wasn’t like this before Danzong.”

The two left in a hurry.

The iron door closed again, and darkness swallowed the cell again.

Lu Yuguan sat quietly there, digesting the information he had just received.

Qingjue and Nangong Luo may really want to help him, but he cannot pin all his hopes on the two Danzong disciples.

One month's time.

A race for life and death.

Whether you can survive depends on your own efforts!