Fairy bestows immortality

Su Yun gestured for him to keep his voice down.

Then he slowly said, "The owner of that footprint should still be here. We need to be extra careful."

The owner of the footprints was able to find this place and discover the passage's mechanism without much effort, so he must be someone extraordinary, and perhaps even connected to this abandoned temple.

The fat monk nodded as well.

The two of them held their breath and moved forward slowly.

The passage was quite long; the two of them walked for nearly a hundred meters before finally arriving at a more open underground space.

It was still pitch black in front of me, but the space had become larger.

They used to be able to see the area to the sides and five meters in front of them, but now they can only see empty spaces all around them.

"That's strange, why is it always so dark?"

The fat monk couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Logically speaking, a spiritual source should be filled with treasures radiating vital energy; it shouldn't be like this.

However, before Su Yun could reply, a cold female voice came from ahead.

"who!?"

A cold shout startled both of them.

Su Yun frowned, becoming extremely wary.

He knew the owner of the footprints hadn't left yet, but he never expected it to be a woman.

However, the fat cultivator's expression changed slightly upon hearing this voice.

The next moment, there was a hissing sound.

A flame appeared ahead, and a woman in a red dress with a graceful figure stood in front of her, scanning the area.

Su Yun was taken aback when he saw the woman's face through the firelight.

Ding Qian'er of the Human Desire Sect?!

Before he could even speak, Ding Qian'er and the fat cultivator's expressions changed simultaneously.

"It's you!"

The two shouted in unison.

In an instant, Su Yun sensed the smell of gunpowder!

Ding Qian'er glared angrily at the fat cultivator.

The fat monk also had a bad expression, baring his teeth.

Seeing the slightly puzzled look in Su Yun's eyes, the fat cultivator whispered, "This is the sissy who fought with me outside before!"

"She has quite a temper!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Qian'er sneered and said, "Is that so?"

"They're teasing me about soliciting clients late at night. Am I supposed to greet them with a smile?"

Hearing this, Su Yun was speechless.

That fat monk really has no self-control when it comes to his words; he deserves to be beaten.

Knowing he was in the wrong, the fat cultivator didn't want to say more. He grinned and said, "Little wench, I've recovered to my peak condition now. Do you dare to fight me for dozens more rounds?"

Ding Qian'er chuckled and said contemptuously, "I think you have another face and you want to get kicked too."

As she spoke, she stuck the torch into the ground beside her.

The fat cultivator flew into a rage and shouted, "You wait here, I'll get my revenge right now!"

After saying that, he rushed forward.

In an instant, the two were locked in fierce combat!

Various spiritual energies bloomed, the power of the true veins shook the space, and power burst forth from the two of them.

Su Yun was somewhat troubled.

It wasn't really appropriate for him to stand aside and interfere.

The fat cultivator had been beaten up before and was embarrassed, so when he encountered a woman again, he naturally wanted to have a good fight with her.

He shook his head, deciding not to get involved for the time being.

The next moment, he raised his head and looked ten meters ahead.

Only then, through the firelight, did he notice a heavy door in front of him.

It looks like it's made of iron, standing there silently, blocking the passageway.

"There's an iron gate?"

Su Yun was surprised.

No wonder it was pitch black all along; it turns out there was a tightly sealed door blocking the way!

Even if the place ahead is truly a land of spiritual energy, not a single ray of spiritual energy or light will shine out.

"Could it be that the people in the temple discovered the location of the underground spiritual source a long time ago, so they built this underground passage and created mechanisms to prevent outsiders from knowing about it, for their own cultivation?"

Su Yun stroked her chin.

He felt that this guess was very likely to be true, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.

I just don't know how the temple fell into disrepair later.