On the way to the heart of the mountain, Yu Ziqing finally understood that it was a thieves' hole below, leading to a mausoleum constructed at some unknown time, now completely abandoned.
Inside, the air was polluted with evil entities, but there was not the slightest hint of Death Qi.
Limping along, he arrived in front of a tomb chamber that was still guarded.
The two guards, both low-tier cultivators, drew their swords upon seeing Yu Ziqing.
Yu Ziqing casually crushed the two men to death and opened the tomb chamber to look inside, sighing softly.
In the chamber, there were seven or eight little girls, all curled up together for warmth.
The little girls, through the dim light, saw the drunken, twisted figure in front of them and instantly covered their mouths, weeping in fear.
"There's no need to panic, I'm here to save you."
