I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Manor Master Wei glanced around, his gaze lingering on each face for a moment, as if taking in their every expression. He spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic, "I'm sure you've all heard about the seven headless corpses at Pu Chushan. Indeed, they are seven of the Fourteen Yellow Springs Thieves."

When everyone heard this, they all gasped. The Fourteen Thieves of Huangquan were notorious criminals in the martial arts world, killing people like crazy and committing countless evil deeds. No one expected that seven of them would die in Puchu Mountain.

A flash of fear flashed across Zhang Qinghu's eyes, but it was soon replaced by hatred. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Then why did you kill them? And chop off their heads?"

Master Wei sneered and said, "Don't accuse me of this. They did die ten years ago. I chopped off their heads just to hide their identities."

He paused, a hint of pride in his tone, "If I hadn't done this, I'm afraid you wouldn't have come here so obediently. After all, even the Fourteen Yellow Spring Thieves died in a First-Rank Tomb. How could you cowards easily risk your lives?"

Zhang Qinghu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted impatiently by Master Wei: "Enough! I said, their deaths have nothing to do with me. I asked you to come here to enter the First-Class Tomb, not to listen to your nonsense!"

Seeing that Master Wei was angry, everyone dared not say anything more and could only lower their heads silently.

Seeing this, Master Wei nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, now all of you go to the warehouse and pick out some tools, take them with you, and be ready to go at any time."

Everyone responded and followed Master Wei to the warehouse, which was filled with all kinds of tools, including shovels, hoes, ropes, and so on.

While everyone was selecting tools, Fang Duobing approached Li Xiangyi and said in a low voice, "Li Lianhua, take Sister Luo and run away quickly."

Li Xiangyi was stunned and asked, "Escape? Why?"

Fang Duobing said anxiously, "I've just observed carefully. There are fewer guards in the northeast corner, so there's a chance we can escape. This Wei Manor owner has spent his entire life in Puchu Mountain. Why is he only thinking of entering a first-class tomb now? There must be a master behind the Seven Robbers' Corpse Case. This first-class tomb must be full of dangers. You don't know martial arts, so take Sister Qiao and leave now!"

Li Xiangyi shook his head and said, "If we leave, won't your identity be exposed?"

Fang Duobing was so anxious that he stamped his feet and said, "Oh, don't worry about me! It will be too late if we don't leave now!" As he spoke, he pushed Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan out.

Li Xiangyi stopped and said, "Hey, we can't leave. To be honest, we are here for the First Rank Tomb as well."

Fang Duobing was stunned and asked, "Are you here for the First-Rank Tomb as well? Why?"

Li Xiangyi sighed and said, "Do you still remember the poison Luo Luo was poisoned with? I heard that there is a precious medicine in the First Grade Tomb called 'Guanyin's Tears', which can cure all poisons. So, we can't leave."

Fang Duobing was silent for a moment after hearing this, then said firmly: "Okay, I will definitely help you find the Weeping Guanyin. Although I am not a hero, I am definitely not an ungrateful person!"

Li Xiangyi patted Fang Duobing's shoulder gratefully and said, "Mr. Fang, thank you very much!"

Qiao Wanwan also said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Fang."

Fang Duobing waved his hand and said, "Why should we be polite to each other? Let's go pick up the tools and get ready to go!"

After the three of them selected their tools, they followed everyone out of the warehouse.

Master Wei brought everyone to the first-class tomb, and saw a tall tomb standing in front of them. It was surrounded by weeds and looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

"This is the First-Rank Tomb." Manor Master Wei's voice echoed in the night sky. "However, the path to the tomb is blocked by a bamboo forest. It seems someone has set up a Qimen Dunjia technique there."

This bamboo forest looks particularly eerie in the night. The bamboo leaves sway in the wind, making rustling sounds, as if ghosts are whispering.

A light mist filled the bamboo forest, making the surrounding scenery blurry.

Gu Xinfeng walked slowly forward, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, scanning the bamboo forest. He pursed his lips, as if deep in thought. Suddenly, he stopped, his gaze fixed on an exceptionally thick, sturdy bamboo. Compared to the surrounding bamboo, it stood out, as if deliberately planted there.

"Found it." Gu Xinfeng's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of subtle excitement. He reached out and gently stroked the surface of the bamboo, feeling its cool and smooth touch. The texture of the bamboo was clearly visible, as if it contained some mysterious power.

He took a deep breath, then exerted a sudden force, pulling the bamboo up by the roots. With a crisp snap, the bamboo broke, and a faint scent of grass filled the air. As the bamboo was pulled out, the surrounding bamboo forest seemed to lose some support and began to shake violently.

The mist between the bamboo leaves also dissipated, and the originally blurry scene gradually became clear.

Seeing this, everyone showed surprised expressions.

"This...it's broken already?" Fang Duobing widened his eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

Manor Master Wei nodded with satisfaction and said, "Mr. Gu is indeed worthy of his reputation. He broke the formation so quickly."

Gu Xinfeng smiled modestly and said, "Master, you are too kind. This is just a trivial skill."

As the formation was broken, a sheer cliff appeared before them. Towering into the clouds, its sides were shear-like, and barren of grass. The cliff was covered in jagged rocks of various shapes, some resembling beasts, others ghosts, appearing particularly ferocious and terrifying in the night.

The surface of the cliff was covered with a thick layer of moss, making it slippery and daunting. Gusts of cold wind blew from the bottom of the cliff, carrying with it a smell of decay that made people shudder.

"This... is this the entrance to the First-Class Tomb?" Zhang Qinghu's voice trembled a little. He pointed at the cliff and asked stutteringly.

Manor Master Wei nodded and said, "That's right, the entrance to the First-Rank Tomb is halfway up this cliff."

Everyone looked up and saw a dark cave entrance halfway up the cliff. The entrance was surrounded by weeds and vines, almost completely obscuring it.

"But this cliff is so steep, how can we climb up?" Fang Duobing asked with a frown.