The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Luo Qingcheng is nowhere near as saintly as Wan Qingqing thinks.

She was only relying on the fact that she had previously discovered that this demonic aura was untouchable by her in the Path of Gods and Demons.

But she was still very happy about Wan's change in attitude towards her.

After refusing Wan Qing's thanks, Luo Qingcheng urged, "Senior Sister Wan, please tell us what's written on those stone walls!"

Mentioning this matter, Wanqing's expression turned somber again.

His expression kept changing, showing great hesitation.

Luo Qingcheng waited for a while, then couldn't hold back any longer.

If Senior Sister Wan doesn't share crucial information, she might end up lying in the protagonist's arms, coughing up blood while her hand falls to the ground halfway through her sentence!

"Oh, senior sister, please tell me quickly!"

She didn't want to shake Wanqing's body while yelling at her to finish speaking.

Relying on the fact that he was still a savior, Luo Qingcheng boldly urged him again.

After struggling with the decision, Wan decided to tell Luo Qingcheng alone.

She chased away Xue Zhao, who had once again exhausted his spiritual power in his attempt to dispel illusions, and leaned close to Luo Qingcheng's ear.

He added, "This is a very important matter. Don't spread the word once you find out."

It basically means: I know a secret, but I'm only telling you. Don't tell anyone else.

Luo Qingcheng nodded quickly.

She wasn't very popular, had few close friends, and had a disliked master, so she had no one to talk to.

Wanqing whispered, "Each person can only use one passage; first come, first served."

Luo Qingcheng waited for a while, and seeing that Wan Qing had no intention of continuing, he asked in surprise, "...That's it?"

She thought to herself that there were quite a few strange scribblings on the stone wall.

How did it get condensed into just a few words?

Luo Qingcheng was speechless.

She now felt like a badger who had eaten a rotten melon in a melon patch.

After thinking for a while, I realized that Wan was probably still wary of me and unwilling to talk about it.

She said listlessly, "I understand, Senior Sister Wan."

However, this is still a useful piece of news.

She thanked them, glanced at the four half-dead people lying on the ground, one lively one, and herself and Wanqing.

There were more than five people in total.

In that case, it's no wonder Wanqing wanted to keep this news a secret.

Otherwise, there won't be enough passageways to distribute them.

But the biggest problem remains the same: nobody knows which passage leads to the exit.

Unable to decide which option to choose, Luo Qingcheng asked hesitantly, "Is there any other information?"

Wan shook her head clearly.

There are very few records about exports; they end in just a few lines.

There was no indication of which one was correct.

Luo Qingcheng had a bitter expression.

Was it all just luck? But she remembered that she had pretty bad luck.

Wan knew clearly, but she wasn't in a hurry.

She was worried about leaving the suspects, who, apart from Xue Zhao, had been marked by the demonic influence, alone here.

Since there weren't enough passageways to take everyone out, she simply decided not to go out.

First, keep a close watch on the Mu family members and wait for them to come to their aid.

Anyway, she didn't come to the competition to win a prize.

That's why she told Luo Qingcheng not to tell anyone.

This is to prevent situations where someone who knows the "first come, first served" rule runs into a random passage and ends up being stopped outside.

If possible, she also hoped that Luo Qingcheng, the most suspected suspect, would not go out.

To save face for her savior, Wanqing did not stop her from exploring, but she also made this decision with the ulterior motive of making it impossible for Luo Qingcheng to distinguish which passage led to the exit and thus prevent him from leaving.

As for those secrets—

She wanted to discuss it with her senior brother, the acting sect leader, before he could decide whether or not to inform others.

Wan glanced at the four elderly, weak, sick, and disabled members of the Mu family with a complicated expression, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

After reading those records, Wan clearly suspected that the four of them might indeed have no connection with the demonic energy, but from another perspective, they were also closely related to that demonic energy.

If it were said out loud, given the usual practice of those stubborn old men who would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, the entire Mu family would probably be spared, not even an ant.

Regardless of what Wanqing is considering now, Luo Qingcheng has no idea.

She hesitated for a long time between the five options before deciding to choose the far left.

Wan was clearly surprised. "Are you sure?"

Didn't she just tell herself to eliminate the leftmost and rightmost ones first?

Moreover, the demonic energy that attacked him came from the leftmost passage.

Doesn't this mean that the leftmost passage is dangerous?

Luo Qingcheng seemed to have no such considerations at all.

She said confidently, "Although I don't know why, the fact is that this demonic energy can't hurt me."

The demonic energy can actively possess the bodies of living beings. Presumably, there are no dead people in the leftmost passage, but there are definitely no living people left.

This actually made her feel safer.

Wanqing pondered for a while.

He was very reluctant to let Luo Qingcheng, who was suspected of being a traitor, leave alone. If she really was a traitor and managed to find the exit, wouldn't the disciples of the various sects outside the underground palace be in danger?

But Wan knew she couldn't stop her.

Seeing that Luo Qingcheng's spiritual energy seemed inexhaustible, and that she was constantly maintaining a spiritual energy shield, Wan knew clearly that she was doing this to prevent her from poisoning her, but she pretended not to know and casually asked, "Junior Sister Luo, how long can your spiritual energy last?"

Luo Qingcheng scratched his head. "I don't know, but there's no sign of it drying up yet."

That means no one present can beat her.

Wan knew her place and was very self-aware. She couldn't stop him anyway, so she might as well let Luo Qingcheng leave. That way, she could protect herself and avoid losing the remaining few who were more suspicious based on their identities.

Wan smiled gently and said, "Since that's the case, I don't need to worry about you being eliminated by others when you go out. You can go now."

Luo Qingcheng said smugly, "I'm going to compete for first place."

How could it be eliminated so quickly?

She wants to be number one?

Wan clearly saw that the smile on her lips was more genuine.

Unexpectedly, the Sword Inquiry Sect, which always likes to complain about being poor, actually has the idea of ​​competing for first place.

Recalling what her acting sect leader had said before—that he hoped to relinquish the right to host the Immortal Sect Grand Competition—Wan Qingchu immediately put aside her doubts about Luo Qingcheng and sincerely said to her, "Junior Sister Luo, I wish you all the best!"

"Thank you for your kind words, senior sister."

As he spoke, Luo Qingcheng waved his hand and walked resolutely toward the left passage.

Darkness suddenly enveloped her silhouette.

After Luo Qingcheng left, Xue Zhao felt somewhat regretful.

He had already found out that Luo Qingcheng had chosen randomly, and besides, the passage had demonic energy. Even if he didn't know the rule of one passage per person, he didn't want to go with Luo Qingcheng at all.

However, Xue Zhaoye didn't really want to go out, since the universally acknowledged most beautiful woman, Fairy Wan, was with him.

He pouted and leaned closer, "Fairy Wan, we're a lone man and woman here—"

He blinked as he spoke.

This was a trick he had learned before, called "flirting."

It is said to be very effective.

Wan Qing coldly replied: "Get out!"

"okay!"

Xue Zhaoli rolled to the side, pulled out the book "Thirty-Six Ways to Get Out of Being Single" from his pocket, and teared out the page about flirting with his eyes, crumpling it into a ball.

What a piece of trash! It's completely useless!