Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Wei Wuxian stepped onto the seemingly endless spiral stone staircase. Each step was accompanied by a slight tremor of the staircase. It was the ingenious craftsmanship of ancient artisans, still shining with their brilliance after a thousand years!

"Little one, do you think it's likely that a spiral staircase like this will be built in Hidden Life?" Wei Wuxian asked Ling Wu while kicking away a pebble in front of him.

Um... according to the usage method of the customizable homestead in Hidden Life, it should be possible, but the area and depth of this plot...

Hollowing out a mountain would easily lead to an unstable foundation and low safety. Perhaps Wei Wuxian should consider an elevator to heaven?

Listening to the tinkling echo of the pebbles falling, Ling Wu suggested...

Wei Wuxian sent a wisp of his divine sense to the pebble and sensed it being melted by the magma.

"That makes sense~ I'll go back and discuss it with everyone. It can be kept as a regular project."

"Wei Wuxian replied leisurely, looking so relaxed that anyone who didn't know better would think he was strolling through his own backyard."

Qingwuzi: This keeps coming, one wave after another, and they're even taking things away! Go stroll in your own garden! ↗

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Wei Wuxian sensed a scorching heat lurking deep underground, realizing that the end of the path led to the volcano's crater.

Wei Wuxian paced around on the stone steps a few times, his patience gradually wearing thin. He looked down, touched his nose, and a mocking smile appeared in his eyes.

Without uttering a sound or hesitating, he leaped down like a bird.

Using the air for leverage, Wei Wuxian felt a scorching blast of air rushing towards him.

Wow~ This is so much fun~ So exciting! ↗

??*(ˊ?o???? .? o????ˋ?)*??

【Ahhhhhhhh——(ノдヽ)】

Ling Wu peered through the screen within his sea of ​​consciousness, experiencing firsthand the feeling of being suspended in mid-air as if he were leaping.

He covered his eyes with his small, round hands, making a sharp, popping sound, which woke Feng Che, who was resting in the space.

"Xiao Wu, are you watching a real-life drop tower? ↘ Don't be so scared, it's so noisy~ You have no sense of public decency~ I even came all this way to keep you company, I should never have come↗~"

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Feng Che rubbed his eyes, glanced at the screen, and said in a daze, his voice filled with confusion and drowsiness, in a sarcastic tone.

Feng Che had been working non-stop for several days. Physically, he was fine, but mentally he was incredibly exhausted. People with such a troublesome nature were driving him crazy. A good night's sleep, a mental break, would be a great way to recharge.

That way I could be full of energy for the final show, but Ling Wu woke me up early! ↗

【No, it's Wei Wuxian jumping on a volcano in the Mine Graveyard! ↗Ahhhhhh—】 Ling Wu's voice was still in a state of collapse.

"Oh, Xianxian must have his reasons for doing this. Besides, what are you afraid of if the owner of the Nanming Fire jumps into a volcano?"

"Don't you know which is hotter, divine fire or earth fire?" Feng Che said calmly.

[Right, if Wei Wuxian isn't afraid, why should I be? At worst, I'll just sacrifice myself and get blown to bits!]

Easily startled, but loyal, Ling Wu regained his senses and jumped onto Feng Che's head to find a good spot to peek at the screen.

She started to ruffle his smooth, flowing hair, making it look like a nest... and then received a merciless slap from Feng Che, sending him flying!

Ling Wu absolutely refused to admit that he was frightened by Wei Wuxian's sudden provocative behavior!

Ling Wu: Caught completely off guard, it felt like falling into a drop tower... my brain was completely shaken up...

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Wei Wuxian: Little one, guess why I didn't say anything?

(￣y▽￣)~* Cover your mouth and snicker

Feng Che: My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but my hairstyle must not be messed up!

θ＼(；￢_￢)

Wei Wuxian lightly touched the ground with his toes, landing safely. He spun around, his movements swift and precise, deserving a full stun! ↗

After glancing at the map provided by Ling Wu and the location of the meteorite, they directly bypassed the mechanisms that Zhang Qishan and his group had previously destroyed and locked onto the shortest route.

Wei Wuxian held Chenqing in his hand, parted his lips slightly, and his long hair moved without wind, playing a mysterious and strange melody. Chenqing seemed to come alive, unveiling its mysterious veil.

This time, Chen Qing was not shrouded in bloodshed.

This time, it was no longer the master who used blood as a catalyst.

This was also the first time that Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, had used his spiritual power to control a ghost...

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One of the ten unsolved mysteries of Changsha is the Jade-Faced Yama, who carries it with him every day as if it were an ornament. What power does it possess?

Today, the petition has finally regained its power, and its owner has finally decided to use it properly, no longer just as a handheld accessory...

Ghost Flute Chenqing: Sigh~ There's a sword called Suibian, but it won't even come to see me now. ↘

Spirit Sword: Because it's not casual, it's not something you can just casually meet, hmph~↗

As the flute music began, the atmosphere inside the already deserted mine became even more eerie. The music carried far and wide, sending chills down the spines of the rats outside the mine!

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Faint ghostly energy began to emerge around Wei Wuxian, driven by the flute music, surrounding and protecting him.

The voice of the petition was sometimes soaring and passionate, sometimes low and melodious, all according to the master's wishes, just like the mournful cry of ghosts, telling of their grievances and resentment!

In the dark mine, vengeful spirits wept, all obeying Wei Wuxian's command—to bring back the fragments of the meteorite.

Wei Wuxian's figure appeared and disappeared in the darkness, amidst the red light of lava emanating from the rock crevices, while the ghosts controlled by the flute music resembled loyal soldiers, resolutely carrying out Wei Wuxian's orders...

Lingwu: Envy how handsome Zai'er is! Take a picture to record it!

Feng Che: Xianxian plays so well, duo partner +1