Ling Dang would rather stay in the Months of Demons than be hunted down by the masters of the twelve small swords.
Compared to Xie Tian, the master of Muye Cave also hoped that his disciple would be the little girl who was so famous that the masters of the twelve small swords wanted to steal her.
But Xie Tian didn't want to.
"Can you answer a question for me the next time we meet?"
Xie Tian ignored the question calmly.
Ling Dang giggled and walked on the path that was dotted with thirty-six flowers of blood.
The master of Muye Cave was in even more pain.
Because Ling Dang had passed the path perfectly.
He could only accept Xie Tian as his disciple after he deliberately let Ling Dang pass.
The cave was very dark, but after Xie Tian adjusted his attitude, he agreed that this kind of assassin had to get used to the lonely darkness.
He didn't stop until he saw two beams of green light.
After a moment, Xie Tian saw the master of the cave.
He was even more miserable than Zhan Yi, who he had met when he was twelve years old. Even half of his face was far worse than this person.
The master of Muye Cave was called Mu Ye, a human swine who had lost all four limbs.
All that was left of his body was his bones, and there was only a membrane separating his internal organs from the outside world.
He had lost most of his head and flesh. His nose seemed to have been cut off by a sharp sword. His ears were gone. The only thing that was intact were his two dead green eyes.
Even with Xie Tian's temperament, he couldn't help but look away.
As soon as he looked away, Mu Ye opened his mouth and a cold wind blew in the cave.
"This is the fate of every killer. Do you still want to be a killer?"
Xie Tian knew that the man in front of him wouldn't live for long, but he didn't know why this man wanted to live.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I want to live as much as you do."
"Ka ka ka …"
Mu Ye's laughter was the sound of bones cracking. Xie Tian could hear the mockery in it.
"After walking a hundred zhang, you smiled. I thought that you were an easily satisfied person, but it turns out that your heart is even higher than the heavens!"
Xie Tian understood what Mu Ye was trying to say. The person with the twelve swords was as important as the heavens to him.
"Who is he?"
"Ka ka ka …"
Mu Ye's smile widened, and a trace of satisfaction welled up in his heart. At the very least, he hadn't smiled like this for tens of thousands of years.
However, he didn't answer Xie Tian's question. Instead, he rummaged through the smelly junk around him and threw out a storage bag.
"Find a random cave to live in. Come and find me when you've finished comprehending it."
Xie Tian accepted the jade talisman, bowed, and was about to leave when Mu Ye spoke again.
"I almost forgot. You are now the only frost-grade disciple of the Underworld Cave. Don't embarrass me …"
With that, Mu Ye burst into laughter again. Xie Tian's question about the owner of the twelve small swords was worth laughing at for the next ten years.
After leaving Mu Ye's cave, Xie Tian began to wander around Mu Ye's cave.
Mu Ye's cave was huge, and there were many smaller caves. Xie Tian wiped away the dust and found that there were at least hundreds of "Cloud" characters in the caves.
This meant that when Mu Ye Cave was at its peak, there were hundreds of cloud-grade assassins.
Xie Tian also found that there were many traps in the cave. Unfortunately, time was like a knife that had erased them one by one.
After wandering around Mu Ye's cave, half a day had passed.
Xie Tian closed his blood-red eyes and unleashed the Battle Saint Celestial Art with all his might. He didn't feel any killing intent.
Then, he opened his blood-red eyes and carefully looked around. When he didn't see any black swords, he finally relaxed.
"Looks like he's a man of his word …"
That was all Xie Tian could do to comfort himself.
After comforting himself, he began to think about the owner of the twelve small swords.
"Ling Dang doesn't want to come into contact with him. She's even afraid of him …"
"Mu Ye doesn't want to say his name …"
"Why did he let me go?"
…
Xie Tian had no choice but to stop thinking. There was too little information, and thinking was useless.
Xie Tian opened the bag of holding Mu Ye had given him and scanned it with his consciousness. He found a jade talisman, a bunch of random materials, and an introductory guide that all Frost level disciples had.
After reading the introductory guide, Xie Tian had a more comprehensive understanding of the Underworld Cave.
The most important thing was that assassins of the same level in the Underworld Cave didn't stop killing.
Even if you killed all the assassins of the same level as a deputy cave master, the deputy cave master wouldn't bother you.
Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat when he recalled the killing intent he felt in the forest on his way here.
If he didn't stop, he wouldn't be afraid of assassins of the same level. Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
He understood Mu Ye's warning. If he was as powerful as he was in the Land of the Abandoned, the dying Mu Ye would definitely rush out of Mu Ye's cave and kill him easily.
Therefore, the seemingly harmless Snow-grade assassins of the Underworld Cave became a threat that he couldn't ignore.
The second most important thing was the Dead Man Cave mentioned in the introductory guide.
There were seven entrances to the Dead Man Cave, corresponding to Level Three and Level Four assassins.
The first thing a new frost-grade disciple had to do was to enter the Dead Man Cave through the fourth entrance and come out alive after a month.
Xie Tian wasn't in a hurry to go to the Dead Man Cave. He took out the jade talisman and quickly memorized all the contents.
Then, he took out the various materials from the storage pouch and matched them with the introduction in the jade talisman. Then, he learned about the various materials one by one.
After a moment of silence, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes flashed with joy.
"Frost Slaughter …"
"Moon Invasion …"
"Devil Leaf …"
These three names were the first three traps he deliberately stepped into on the hundred-foot path.
After half an hour, Xie Tian left the Soul Wander Realm and walked out of Mu Ye's Cave, which was filled with Mu Ye's mocking laughter.
The hundred-foot path was closed, and Xie Tian passed it safely. He walked back into the tree-lined path and headed for the Dead Man Cave.
"Hehe, I didn't guess wrong. Mu Ye Cave is really reluctant to give up his only disciple in tens of thousands of years …"
"Hmph, I, Hai Cave, will also become the laughing stock of the Underworld Cave because of this body cultivator!"
"I can't take it anymore. I want to go crazy when I think of this person completing the mission …"
"Who doesn't have a mission? This kind of shameful existence, let's go to the Dead Man Cave and get rid of him … "
…
Xie Tian walked very steadily, even though he knew that three people had left the forest and were following him.
The Dead Man Cave was in front of him. There was no one guarding it, but there were many familiar masked people. Even Bell was here.
However, there was no one within a hundred-foot radius of Bell.
Without exception, these familiar third grade slaughter slaves all looked at Xie Tian with cold, disdainful, and even angry gazes.
"Heh, so he went to the Mu Ye Cave …"
"Fortunately, he didn't get the quota …"
"Speaking of which, only the Mu Ye Cave would accept this weirdo …"
"What an idiot. The Dead Man Cave clearly had half a month to prepare, but he couldn't wait to die …"
…
Xie Tian ignored the sarcasm of the assassins and stepped into the cave.
Seeing the three frost-level assassins following closely behind him, the same thought emerged in the minds of the assassins at the same time — whether this body cultivator resisted or not, he was dead for sure.
Because the master of the Mu Ye Cave would never allow his disciples to use any killing methods other than traps.
This was also the second reason why the Mu Ye Cave was so lonely and miserable.
"Ah …"
A scream came from the fourth entrance. The Level Three assassins looked at each other and laughed.
"As expected!"
"The three frost-level assassins moved too fast …"
"They helped us vent our anger …"
…
Before they finished speaking, two screams rang out one after another.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
The assassins were stunned. Bell, who was walking toward the third entrance, also stopped in her tracks. Then, like the others, she looked up at the sky.
At this moment, in the fourth entrance, the three frost-level assassins who had died in different ways were still staring at the ground. Their dead eyes were full of disbelief.
The hateful long legs didn't appear.
Three traps appeared in the fourth entrance.
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