Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Song Ziye was a little frightened by Yan Ruchen, but his years of upbringing kept him calm. He asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Ru, Ruchen is here too? Then, let's discuss the division of labor and where to investigate."

After saying this, he moved to the desk, intending to take the map on it and describe the structure of the Purple Sky Spiritual Realm in detail. However, before he reached the desk, Yan Ruchen reached out to stop him. Song Ziye turned around and saw that Yan Ruchen had already surpassed him, holding the map in his hand.

Yan Ruchen shook the map gently, his eyes calm, "I've marked all the important points to check."

Song Ziye was stunned.

At the desk, Yan Ruchen sat in the middle, his expression calm; Song Ziye sat to the side, his expression still a little dazed. Guan Shanyu sat on the other side, next to Yan Ruchen, and from time to time he took some lime from his sleeve and secretly applied it to his lips to "touch up" his makeup, maintaining his weak and powerless appearance.

Yan Ruchen pointed to the marked points on the map and said, "I've checked all the public areas, including the residences, flower gardens, gardens, and martial arts arenas, and nothing seems out of the ordinary. Currently, the residences of the sect leader, the elders of each faction, and the senior disciples, as well as the Sutra Library, the Forbidden Chamber, the Formation Pavilion, the Training Hall, and the Alchemy Hall, are all locked with high-level passwords and are temporarily inaccessible. These areas are our primary targets."

Guan Shanyu was surprised when he heard this: "We've only been here half an hour, and you've already visited so many places?"

Yan Ruchen nodded at him, and Guan Shanyu gave him a thumbs up, praising him, "That's amazing."

Yan Ruchen's lips curled up slightly, while Song Ziye frowned. His eyes fell on the places marked by Yan Ruchen on the map, and he said slowly, "These places are quite tricky to enter and exit..."

Guan Shanyu asked, "Brother Song, can you come in?"

Song Ziye nodded slightly stiffly. Guan Shanyu said, "Then let's go in and see if there's any problem."

Song Ziye looked embarrassed. "But these areas are not allowed to be entered without the permission of the Sect Master. Acting without permission may violate the rules."

Guan Shanyu's smile faded instantly upon hearing this. He stood up abruptly and slammed the table, saying, "Since that's the case, I'll report this to Master and the others immediately so they can come and investigate with good reason."

Seeing this, Yan Ruchen also stood up and prepared to leave, saying, "If we really find out something, it won't be clear. But it has nothing to do with us."

"Wait!" Seeing this, Song Ziye hurriedly called out to them again, feeling anxious and embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind, "I can go in. I just want to go in and take a look. It shouldn't be a big deal."

Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen stopped, exchanged glances, and turned to Song Ziye. Yan Ruchen said decisively, "Then we have to go to the forbidden room."

The sun slowly set in the west, and the light in the room gradually dimmed. Yan Ruchen and Guan Shanyu stood with their backs to the light, their eyes fixed on Song Ziye.

Song Ziye looked a bit embarrassed, clearly struggling internally. However, looking at the unquestionable expressions on Yan Ruchen and Guan Shanyu's faces, he finally said slowly, "Okay, are we going now? Or when?"

"Immediately." Yan Ruchen answered concisely.

Song Ziye nodded, and walked towards the back room with a somewhat grim expression, leading the way while saying, "Follow me, both of you."

"Hold on."

Yan Ruchen interrupted him and suddenly picked up a piece of waste paper from the desk. He skillfully tore the paper a few times, and a simple little paper man took shape.

Guan Shanyu and Song Ziye both looked at his actions with some confusion. Yan Ruchen neatly tore out two small paper figures, waved them at them, and explained, "Bringing two living people like us over there will make it easy for them to be noticed. Let's use this."

Guan Shanyu was still a little dazed. Yan Ruchen stepped forward, took his hand, nodded, and then suddenly poured spiritual energy into him. After a brief dizziness, Guan Shanyu's vision suddenly cleared, and his consciousness jumped into this tiny paper doll. Only then did he realize what had happened.

It turns out that Yan Ruchen wanted him to possess him.

Guan Shanyu looked at his hands in surprise. They were just two roughly outlined paper shapes, one long and one short. It was obvious that the artist's skills were very average.

He looked up at Yan Ruchen again and saw that his original body was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, while the other little paper man in front of him had staggered to his feet. The paper man's face was simply torn into three pieces, which served as "eyes" and "mouth". It had a big round head on its neck, and its arms and legs were long and short, which was quite funny.

Guan Shanyu compared the crude paper doll in front of him with Yan Ruchen's handsome appearance. The contrast was so strong that he couldn't help laughing.

Yan Ruchen, transformed into a paper figurine, stumbled slightly as he adjusted to his new body. Suddenly, he heard laughter and turned to look at Guan Shanyu. Guan Shanyu saw him turn towards him. Although his facial features were reduced to three, and the three holes arranged on his face made it impossible to tell his emotions, Guan Shanyu sensed that he must be wondering why he was laughing, so he explained, "Ruchen, you can actually do this?"

Yan Ruchen's paper puppet nodded slightly and responded, "I learned this from Elder Qing when I went to Yunji Zen last time."

Guan Shanyu nodded. Seeing the crude painting style of Yan Ruchen's paper doll, he wanted to laugh. He tried his best to suppress his smile and said to Song Ziye, "Senior Brother Song, thank you for your help."

Song Ziye nodded, glanced at his original body sitting quietly behind the two paper figures, then picked up the two paper figures on the ground, held them in his arms, and strode back.

At this time, the sunset outside had completely set, and the sky was intertwined with the scenes of day and night changing. The moon rose and set, the light faded, and darkness quietly invaded.

Disciples emerged from the classrooms and the Sutra Library, their arms clutching books or weapons, their faces slightly weary. They dispersed along the corridors, some heading to the dining hall for meals, others to the dormitories for rest. As Song Ziye walked through them, he encountered familiar disciples and exchanged polite greetings.

No one noticed that there were two eye-catching paper figures lying quietly in his arms.

Song Ziye was also preoccupied at the moment, thinking that as long as Guan Shanyu and the others were not discovered, it would be fine, so he just casually stuffed the two of them into his arms without tidying them up. So when the two of them were in Song Ziye's arms, at first one of them stood against Song Ziye's chest, while the other fell on his clothes.

But because Song Ziye was walking in a bumpy manner, Yan Ruchen, who was standing close to Song Ziye's chest, soon found it difficult to maintain his balance and fell on Guan Shanyu.

"Feel sorry."

Yan Ruchen tried to stand up several times but failed. The bumps in his step forced him to fall back on Guan Shanyu. He seemed a little embarrassed, but he still sounded quite calm as he apologized to Guan Shanyu.

Guan Shanyu didn't care. They were indeed very close at the moment, but since they were both paper figures now, it didn't matter if they were close together. However, looking at Yan Ruchen's face, which was only three holes away from him, apologizing seriously, Guan Shanyu found it more and more ridiculous and couldn't help laughing out loud again.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Ruchen's dull and puzzled voice came, but there was no response. He only saw Guan Shanyu trying his best to turn his head away to avoid his sight. Although his face was expressionless, Yan Ruchen read the meaning of holding back laughter from his actions, and couldn't help frowning.

But after staring at Guan Shanyu's eyes of different sizes for a while, Yan Ruchen coughed and couldn't help laughing.

For a moment, a muffled laugh came from Song Ziye's arms.

Song Ziye felt the two paper figures trembling slightly in his arms, and asked with some confusion, "Are you two okay?"

The question was immediately answered: "It's okay!"

Song Ziye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and whispered to the two people in his arms, "We're here."

After Song Ziye released Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen from his arms and placed them on the ground, he realized that Song Ziye had already brought them to the forbidden room of the Purple Sky Spirit Realm at a very fast pace. After standing firmly, the two of them slowly looked around the forbidden room.

The entire room was lit only by two flickering candles, flanking the doorway. Their dim light barely penetrated the thick darkness, illuminating only a corner. Deeper within was pitch black, impenetrable. Inside, rows of precious artifacts gleamed, each radiating an alluring aura, revealing some mysterious divine secrets.

Beyond the main chamber of the forbidden room, countless deep and narrow chambers quietly extended, without doors or windows, connected only by complex mechanical devices. The walls and the floor were covered with intricate runes, and a glance revealed that this place was rife with traps.

There must be something good that needs to be protected, so the arrangement is so rigorous.

Guan Shanyu looked at the road ahead, thinking. He then turned to look at Yan Ruchen, and found him looking right over. The two exchanged glances, and Guan Shanyu roughly guessed what Yan Ruchen meant. Sure enough, he heard Yan Ruchen say to Song Ziye, "Senior Brother Song, wait here for a while. Shanyu and I will go."

Song Ziye was slightly surprised when he heard this, and hesitated to speak: "This forbidden room is full of traps. If you go in, you might..."

Before he could finish his words, Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen strode forward. Song Ziye clearly saw them stepping on the trap, but nothing happened, so he swallowed his words. Stunned, Yan Ruchen turned back and explained, "The Zixiao trap can only be triggered by taking the wrong path, moving the wrong object, or entering the wrong command. But in our current form, our feet are completely off the ground, so the trap can't recognize us."

Song Ziye's face suddenly turned serious. Seeing that Guan Shanyu and the other man were indeed floating half an inch above the ground, he realized it belatedly and fell silent in shame. After listening to Yan Ruchen's explanation, Guan Shanyu whispered in admiration, "Amazing! How do you know everything?"

Yan Ruchen glanced at Song Ziye behind him calmly, his tone gentle but slightly sharp: "Thank you for your compliment. It's Brother Song who didn't know this."

Guan Shanyu was startled, and turned around to glance at Song Ziye secretly, only to see that he had turned his head to look away, wondering if he had heard it. However, Guan Shanyu could tell that Yan Ruchen really didn't like Song Ziye.

It is probably because of the irreconcilable hatred of having his wife stolen.

But at the moment, Guan Shanyu felt that Song Ziye wasn't particularly good either. In comparison, Yan Ruchen was slightly more acceptable. He didn't bother to explain this to Song Ziye, so he just nodded in agreement and went back into the forbidden room to search.

Although the forbidden room appeared spacious from the outside, it was actually even more expansive inside, with interconnected rooms stacked one on top of the other. However, the contents contained only calligraphy and paintings, with no trace of plant life. Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen searched the entire forbidden room three times, ultimately reaching a unanimous conclusion: there was indeed no Soul-Eating Grass.

However, where else can such forbidden creatures be kept if not in a heavily guarded forbidden room?

Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen shared the same idea and firmly believed that the matter of the Soul-Eating Grass must be related to Zixiao. However, under the guidance of Song Ziye, they searched the Sutra Library, the Training Hall and the Alchemy Hall one by one, but found nothing.

Song Ziye remained silent throughout the entire process. After emerging from the alchemy hall, he gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. It was approaching midnight, so he stopped and said solemnly to the two paper figures in his hands, who were staring at each other in bewilderment, "You two, we've searched every corner of the sect. Your doubts should be dispelled, right?"