This is how immortals are cultivated

"Have some fun!"

Just then, she heard a sound other than the piano.

This voice made her feel strangely familiar.

Following this sound, the rhythm of the piano piece Yan Lin was playing instantly became more lively. Could it be said that he was indeed a musical genius? Even after transforming into a strange creature, he still retained his musical talent.

The elegant piano was played with a DJ feel.

Ying Ling continued to look to the left, towards the location where the familiar voice came from.

What comes into view is a sofa.

But the person on the sofa made her eyes widen suddenly.

"Fang Xian?"

Ying Ling subconsciously pushed open the door and looked at the figure sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. In one hand, the figure was holding a goblet, and the dark brown liquid in the goblet was still bubbling.

It was no wonder that she was so excited, because the person sitting on the sofa was none other than Fang Xian, the senior who was thought to be dead on the first day.

The aura of a living person breaking into the room instantly made Yan Lin react. He floated up from the chair, and his dark eyes stared straight at Ying Ling.

Ying Ling felt suffocated instantly, as if a pair of cold hands were strangling her neck.

However, at this moment, a cup was thrown from the side.

The cup hit Yan Lin's head, and his entire body was instantly thrown out and hit the wall. Like a hanging painting, it slowly fell down. However, it was seen that his neck was completely twisted.

"Did you stop? Keep playing!"

Following Fang Suichu's order, Yan Lin silently got up from the ground, sat back in front of the piano with his twisted neck, and continued playing.

This absurd scene made Ying Ling's brain completely shut down.

what is happening?

Ying Ling turned around and looked at Fang Suichu, the extremely unfamiliar companion who had just almost blown the monster's head with a cup.

"Fang Xian...are you a human or a ghost?"

"Little sister, you are so rude. I am... naturally I am a human being."

Fang Suichu stretched lazily and placed the wine glass on the coffee table next to him.

"As for you guys, I remember it was still a while before the end, how did you get up here?"

"Is the work already done?"

"I'm going to have to say something about you... As a worker, your first step is always to slack off as much as possible. Completing tasks ahead of time is a taboo."

"Especially in companies that don't even provide this type of insurance to their employees."

"I... "

Looking at Fang Suichu who was chattering away, Ying Ling found it difficult to follow his train of thought for a moment.

"Where is that bespectacled guy?" Fang Suichu asked again.

It took Ying Ling a while to react and realize who the four-eyed boy Fang Suichu was talking about.

"That's exactly what I was saying..."

Ying Ling's tone became anxious again.

When he saw Fang Suichu again and was disturbed by Fang Suichu's actions, Ying Ling almost forgot what kind of dangerous situation he was in.

"It's very complicated. In short, Wang Xiu and I are not on the same page. Our goal is to prevent the gate to the underworld from opening, but Wang Xiu's goal is to open it."

"We must quickly head to the thirteenth underground floor, the realm of the underworld where the Xinghui Hotel is attached, to stop it."

"By the way, you still don't know what the underworld is. What exactly happened in this hotel is actually..."

"Actually... this hotel is in a special state, a realm between life and death. The realm we are in now is positive, or rather realistic."

"And there's a guy on another interface who wants to drag the hotel down."

Fang Suichu interrupted Ying Ling and waved his hand.

"You have figured it out too. Could it be that there are clues on the twelfth floor that can lead to the truth?" Ying Ling looked at Fang Suichu in surprise.

"Isn't this kind of thing obvious?"

Fang Suichu said casually.

It was indeed clear at a glance. In fact, he could see the specific structure of the hotel from outside the hotel.

"Since you already know the urgency of the matter, I don't need to waste my breath."

"Fang Xian, we must act quickly to stop Wang Xiu and prevent the gate to the underworld from opening..."

"Otherwise we'll all die here."

However, Fang Suichu's next sentence made Ying Ling's face change drastically.

"Stop? Why should we stop the gate to the underworld from opening?" Fang Suichu said casually.

Ying Ling's expression changed several times, and he stared at Fang Suichu closely, as if it was the first day he met this teammate with whom he had experienced life and death together.

She suddenly said, "Who's your boss? Does your boss also want the things in there?"

"If that's the case, you should act quickly, otherwise Wang Xiu will take the things away."

Then, Ying Ling saw Fang Suichu shook his head.

"What do you mean? You can't say... That's right. Using your high position to influence a trial of our level is against company rules and regulations."

Just as she said this, she heard Fang Suichu speak again:

"I don't have anyone above me."

"Or, in other words, I have no one above me."

Ying Ling was a little puzzled as to why Fang Suichu said the same sentence twice.

However, she felt that Fang Suichu was indeed not in a hurry at all.

This calm look also infected her, and she gradually calmed down.

"Do you have a backup plan?"

“There is no backup plan…”

Ying Ling became angry again and even stomped her feet, like a cat with its fur standing on end and its fangs bared.

Fang Suichu also looked at Ying Ling with interest, with a smile on his face, as if teasing her like this was quite fun.

"You still don't have a backup plan..."

"He can't take it away."

"Ok?"

Fang Suichu took out a cup, then picked up a large bottle of Suleda soda and poured it into the cup, and handed the cup full of soda to Ying Ling.

Ying Ling subconsciously walked over and reached out to catch it.

"Take my things from under my nose..."

"He can take it. He is this, and I am this."

Fang Suichu said with gestures.

Ying Ling, however, caught something wrong in Fang Suichu's words.

"your things?"

"Yes, my things." Fang Suichu nodded seriously.

"To be precise, it's my... my friend's stuff. But my friend has some issues and can't leave right now, so I'm keeping it. So it's mine."

"Speaking of which, it's almost time."

"Really? There's only one day left, but you're in such a hurry...to be reincarnated."

Fang Suichu said softly, with a red light in his eyes.

He stretched his muscles.

"In that case, let's go. What about you? Will you wait here, or come with me?"

Fang Suichu's words were still ringing in her ears, but Ying Ling only felt a flash before her eyes, as if a frame of her vision had been taken away. The next moment, the strange creature transformed by Yan Lin appeared in front of her.

Ying Ling was shocked, but found that the monster's spiritual power did not attack him.

This strange creature was strangled by Fang Suichu's palm and seemed to be suppressed tightly.

"I've cleared out all the weird things on the tenth to twelfth floors, but the ones below the tenth floor haven't been cleared yet."

Fang Suichu said.

"Later, due to the opening of the door, the monsters below will definitely run upwards."

"Of course, even so, this place...this room is still very safe."

"Why?" Ying Ling asked again.

She discovered that ever since she came to the twelfth floor and met Fang Suichu, she particularly liked asking questions.

There was no way, everything that was happening now was beyond her ability to predict.

"Of course it's because..."

"People won't go into a pile of corpses, and the same goes for ghosts."

As Fang Suichu spoke, he stretched out his other hand, pressed the shoulder of the monster that Yan Lin had transformed into, and then exerted force.

In an instant, the creature was torn to pieces like a rag doll.

Blood... The weird thing has no blood, it should be said that the spirit is scattered in the room.

For the monsters, this room is indeed a hell where corpses are piled up.

Chapter 253: The Underworld

Yan Lin's torn head was thrown casually on the ground. Normally, a ghost would not be damaged by physical means, but after being killed by Fang Suichu, it was indeed dead.

The head that fell to the ground quickly weathered and turned into a pile of gray dust. The remaining parts were shattered in Fang Suichu's hands like torn tissue paper.

The dissipated inspiration triggered Ying Ling's inspiration, and she suddenly saw the deeper appearance of this room. Countless spiritual dust transformed from weird creatures were piled up here, almost turning it into a cemetery exclusively for weird creatures.

What Fang Suichu said was absolutely correct. During these twelve days, he really destroyed all the monsters on the top three floors of the Xinghui Hotel, which were also the most dangerous.

Is that human being?

Others struggled to avoid the monsters under the rules set by the company, but some people directly approached the monsters and slaughtered them.

There is absolutely no such thing as killing by rules. What Ying Ling saw with his own eyes was that the powerful monster was torn to pieces directly.

Killing ghosts... After joining the company, completing the internship period, and becoming a full-time employee, one does have the ability to kill ghosts. This requires approximately four trials to accumulate experience.

Just like Wang Xiu, even though he has completed his internship and is a "formal employee" of the company, although his abilities tend to be displayed in a side way, he does have a trump card to kill monsters.

However, to Ying Ling, Fang Xian was still just a newcomer who had just completed two trials and hadn't even finished his probationary period. To possess such abilities, one could only say he was exceptionally gifted.

Yes, I heard from seniors in the company that there are indeed one or two geniuses who can achieve several jumps in position in a very short period of time.

Could it be that Fang Xian is actually such a genius?

"I'll go with you, and the other two will stay here... My prophetic abilities are in that realm, and I can provide you with directions."

Although he was surprised, Ying Ling still answered Fang Suichu's question.

Perhaps because of the ability of the 'prophet', even though Fang Suichu stated that he would not prevent the gate to the underworld from opening, Ying Ling subconsciously did not regard him as a person like Wang Xiu.

How to say it...The difference between a villain and a gentleman is sometimes quite obvious.

Fang Suichu now naturally has a feeling of being upright.

Because they are strong and confident enough, they naturally don't need any conspiracy or tricks.

"Oh, right, the elevator is locked. We can only reach the thirteenth underground floor of the other world by another method. We have to go to the rooftop now."

"There is indeed a road on the rooftop, but we won't go there."