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

Only after everyone has entered the hall can they be considered to have truly stepped into the depths of the secret room.

This hall is vast, with towering stone pillars and numerous stone tablets. Atop the dome, murals and intricate formations intertwine in a dazzling array of beauty. In the center hangs a massive night-shining pearl, emitting a sinister green light that shrouds the entire room in a dark and eerie atmosphere.

Under this eerie light and shadow, a corner of the hall was filled with rare treasures. Gold, silver, jade, pearls, and gemstones shone brightly, each piece gleaming with an alluring luster, dazzling the eyes. Ahead, a slowly rising staircase wound its way upward, as if leading to an unknown secret realm. It was unknown what lay at the top.

Guan Shanyu was completely shocked by the scene before him. The treasures here not only far exceeded those in the forbidden room in quantity, but were also of better quality. The dazzling array was overwhelming.

Yan Ruchen had already stepped aside and busied himself with searching. He had turned back to look for Guan Shanyu, but unexpectedly saw Song Ziye standing there, staring blankly at the hall. Yan Ruchen stared at him, his tone filled with a hint of teasing and gentleness: "It seems that Zixiao's forbidden room is just a decoy. This is probably Zixiao's real treasure house."

Guan Shanyu heard Yan Ruchen's sarcasm, but did not respond. He just turned around awkwardly and continued searching.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, a pair of big eyes appeared behind him and stared at him.

"What the hell!" Guan Shanyu exclaimed and quickly took a few steps back.

Yan Ruchen and Song Ziye looked back upon hearing the sound, and saw that where Guan Shanyu was standing, the stone wall was covered with transparent jars. In the bottom jar, there was a pair of wide-open eyeballs immersed, staring directly at everyone, which looked particularly terrifying in the dim environment.

Guan Shanyu was shocked. How could human organs be stored in this damn place?

Yan Ruchen was the first to walk to the stone wall and examine the sealed jars in the grid on the wall one by one. Then he pointed to one of them and said to Guan Shanyu, "Shanyu, look at that. It looks like the palm of the spirit turtle we killed on Wangshui Ridge."

Guan Shanyu was unsure, but following Yan Ruchen's instructions, he saw that the hand of the spirit turtle that Yan Ruchen had brought back last time was hidden in the hanging jar. Guan Shanyu looked around at the jars on the wall and had a vague understanding in his heart. He murmured, "Could these be the organs of the demons that the immortal sect strangled in the past? They are sealed here for preservation? The demons are extremely evil. If they are sealed in the immortal sect, wouldn't it be..."

At this point, he suddenly remembered the talismans scattered along the way and in the hall. He was speechless for a moment, and finally asked, "Why would you place demonic things in the sect?"

Yan Ruchen glanced at Song Ziye expressionlessly. Song Ziye was still frozen in silence, as if his soul had left his body. Yan Ruchen didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned his gaze towards the stairs and said to Guan Shanyu, "Shanyu, how about we just go up and take a look?"

Guan Shanyu nodded and followed Yan Ruchen onto the stone steps. Seeing this, Song Ziye was still confused, but hurriedly followed.

The group took careful steps, slowly climbing the seemingly endless staircase. After a few steps, Guan Shanyu noticed that each step was covered in a layer of white ash. Just as he was wondering why, Yan Ruchen whispered, "This is sulfur ash, which will ignite if touched."

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized and thought to himself that it was a good thing that they were now paper and straw dolls, and could use their spiritual power to float lightly in the air, otherwise they really would not be able to avoid the hidden weapons in the room.

As they climbed, the pungent smell of sulfur and the chill in the air grew stronger. Guan Shanyu's heart palpitations returned as he climbed higher. He clutched his chest and slowly hopped up the stairs, one step at a time.

The higher we went, the larger the luminous pearls on the roof became, and unlike normal ones, they flashed alternately with purple and green light.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I saw what seemed to be a coffin.

Guan Shanyu was a little confused and didn't dare to move forward rashly. Just as he was about to remind everyone to be careful, Yan Ruchen had already strode forward to investigate. Before Guan Shanyu could react, he heard Yan Ruchen exclaim in a low voice: "Soul-eating grass?!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Shanyu jumped up and caught up. He saw that the transparent crystal wooden coffin in front of him was filled with black soil. On the black soil, several rows of plants were neatly arranged. They had thick green leaves and funnel-shaped purple flowers with a smooth surface and bright colors. The inflorescences were dense and the flowers were small, white or light purple, with a faint fragrance.

Under the light of the night pearl, it emits a strange light.

Guan Shanyu was a little excited, excited that his inference was confirmed, Zixiao really planted the soul-eating grass; but after the excitement, his mood became more complicated, because Yuan Chongxiao actually planted such an evil plant to harm people.

At this time, Song Ziye also jumped up the stairs. When he heard Yan Ruchen's shouting, he already had a bad feeling, but who knew that after seeing it with his own eyes.

The hanging heart finally died.

"This...is this Soul-Eating Grass?" Song Ziye stared at the plant in front of him in shock, his voice trembling. Although he couldn't see Song Ziye's expression, Guan Shanyu could clearly sense the disbelief and panic on his face. After hearing this, Yan Ruchen sneered and said, "With such a breeding environment, you still believe that someone else is framing you? Senior Brother Song, are you naive?"

Song Ziye stared at Yan Ruchen in astonishment, then turned back to the Soul-Eating Grass. He was speechless for a long time. Guan Shanyu quietly moved to Yan Ruchen's side and whispered, "He probably hasn't recovered yet. Don't hit him hard yet."

Yan Ruchen looked at Guan Shanyu and asked, "Are you worried that he'll feel bad?"

Guan Shanyu shook his head and explained, "I'm afraid that if he's too shocked, he'll expose us when he returns. After all, our follow-up actions will take a few days. What if he alerts us?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen smiled softly, but remained silent. Guan Shanyu suddenly noticed a faint glow on Yan Ruchen's seemingly transparent body, and asked in confusion, "Ruchen, why are you glowing?"

Yan Ruchen lowered his head to examine himself, then leaned closer to Guan Shanyu and explained in a low voice: "Spiritual Realm, I'm recording."

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized that he had forgotten about this and quickly gave Yan Ruchen a thumbs-up. Yan Ruchen's expression suddenly turned stern. In a flash, he passed him and suddenly overturned Song Ziye, who was crawling into the crystal coffin behind them, and demanded in a stern voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Ziye fell to the ground in a mess. Guan Shanyu was also startled. He turned around and saw Song Ziye said anxiously: "We have to pull it out as soon as possible. This soul-eating grass is cultivated only by human essence and blood. If it keeps growing, I'm afraid..." When he said this, he suddenly saw Guan Shanyu standing aside, and he couldn't finish the rest of the words.

Yan Ruchen sneered twice and said, "So, the Zixiao secret technique, which claims to improve cultivation and detect demons, is actually selecting disciples with special blood types to provide nutrients for the Soul Devouring Grass? Senior Brother Song, look at this room full of rune mechanisms and the mountains of demon relics. Is Zixiao being framed innocently, or does he have ulterior motives?"

Song Ziye looked at him in disbelief, speechless for a long while, and finally murmured in pain: "No... Impossible... How... How could this be..."

Yan Ruchen ignored him. After recording the entire scene in the hall with his spiritual realm, he signaled Guan Shanyu to leave.

Guan Shanyu followed Yan Ruchen down the stairs in a few small jumps. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Should we pull one out and confirm the source of its spiritual power?"

Yan Ruchen thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then suggested, "Taking the whole plant might trigger the mechanism. How about just plucking a leaf?"

Guan Shanyu nodded, took a few small leaps back, and leaped onto the steps. He carefully plucked a small leaf from a Soul-Eating Grass plant on the edge of the crystal coffin. Just as the leaf was about to completely break free from the stem, Song Ziye suddenly shouted from behind him, "Be careful!"

In an instant, the Soul-Eating Grass seemed to come alive, its buds suddenly opening, revealing fangs within, as it lunged straight at Guan Shanyu. Guan Shanyu broke out in a cold sweat and was about to turn and flee, but the Soul-Eating Grass was even faster, nearly devouring him.

At this critical moment, a force suddenly grabbed his arm, and then a muffled sound came from his ear. Guan Shanyu had no time to react, and he fell on his back and fell down the stairs.

Guan Shanyu rolled twice on the steps before coming to a stop. The Soul-Eating Grass leaf fell in front of him. Song Ziye leaped forward to help him up, but before he could reach Guan Shanyu, he had already stood up on his own, turned abruptly, and ran after Song Ziye, shouting, "Yan Ruchen! Are you okay?"

Song Ziye's outstretched hand fell empty. He turned his head in confusion, only to see Guan Shanyu rushing to Yan Ruchen's side.

Yan Ruchen had already fallen down the stairs. Just now, in order to protect Guan Shanyu, his arm had been bitten hard by the Soul-Eating Grass. His paper body was already broken, with half of his limbs missing. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Guan Shanyu hurried forward to help him up, anxiously asking, "How are you? Are you okay? I'll take you out right away!"

Yan Ruchen was now visibly exhausted, nodding reluctantly between gasps, his strength nearly drained. Song Ziye arrived just in time, handing the Soul-Eating Grass Leaf to Guan Shanyu. He then examined Yan Ruchen and injected some spiritual energy into him. He said gravely, "We must get out as soon as possible. His body is damaged. If he doesn't return to his own body, he'll be in great danger."

Upon hearing this, Guan Shanyu nodded hurriedly and worked with Song Ziye to help Yan Ruchen up.

Even though he was so weak, Yan Ruchen still didn't forget to tease Song Ziye: "If you had just realized the danger, you should have stepped forward to save people instead of just standing there shouting."

Guan Shanyu closed his eyes helplessly upon hearing this. He knew without even turning around that Song Ziye looked unhappy. He softly soothed him, "It's not his fault. It's mainly because I was too slow to react."

After saying that, he glanced at Yan Ruchen several times and thought to himself: Young man, if you say a few more words, and he doesn't help you later, I may really not be able to take you out.

Fortunately, Yan Ruchen didn't say anything else after he finished speaking, and Song Ziye didn't respond either. The three of them remained silent all the way until they returned.

It was still dark outside, and the three of them moved with extreme caution, so fortunately no one noticed them. After arriving at Song Ziye's residence, he let go of past grudges and ignored Yan Ruchen's previous taunts, helping him break the spell and return to his body.

However, the paper was damaged, affecting the main body. Due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, Yan Ruchen fell into a deep coma after returning to his body and could not wake up.