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The snake was enormous, even larger than the water python I had seen at the zoo.
I quietly tugged at Shangguan Mingyue in front of me, and she seemed a bit annoyed by my actions.
"Yan Xi, what are you doing? Stop pulling me," she said.
"Hiss, hiss..."
The large snake kept flicking its forked tongue at me, and I was too scared to speak, gripping Shangguan Mingyue tightly.
She seemed fed up with my grip and turned to look at me.
I pointed to my left, and she turned to glance, cursing loudly.
"Damn it," she exclaimed, rolling away in fright.
The big guy and the others noticed our commotion. When they turned around and saw the giant python, the big guy instructed me not to move and to wait for him to come over.
He and He Zhi Yong slowly crawled closer, positioning themselves in front of us girls for protection.
"Lao He, do you recognize this creature?" the big guy asked He Zhi Yong.
This question was directed at He Zhi Yong. I didn't know when their relationship had become so friendly; they used to argue all the time.
He Zhi Yong took off his glasses and looked closely, chuckling, "Well, well, how could I not recognize it?"
"This beast has harmed so many people in the past. Who would have thought we’d encounter it here today?"
Not understanding their conversation, I pulled the big guy aside and asked, "What do you mean? Do you know this big snake?"
He nodded and began to explain.
The great serpent was called Saruwah, which meant "devil" in the West. It was the pet of the Spirit Sect Leader, having been raised for generations, and now it was hundreds of years old.
It was said that it had been fed human flesh since its youth, which filled it with an immense amount of Yin Qi. Ordinary ghosts dared not approach it; anyone bitten by it would surely die.
Knowing its origins made me start to worry about how to deal with this beast.
"What should we do, big guy? Even though we have guns, we might not be able to handle this creature. And as soon as we fire a shot, the Cult of Spirits will immediately notice," I said.
He frowned and sighed, "If only the master were here; he would definitely have a way to deal with this beast."
"There's no need for the Qilin Island Master to intervene; Great Master is right here," He Zhi Yong suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he immediately put on a confident demeanor. As he began to crawl toward the great serpent, I grabbed his arm. "Uncle He, are you sure?"
He shrugged. "Don't worry, girl. Uncle learned snake language from an Arab; let me have a good chat with this beast. You all keep moving forward; don't mind me, I'll be fine."
I had initially wanted to stay and move forward with He Zhi Yong, but the big guy reminded me that the Island Master had requested we reach our destination soon. He urged us to hurry along.
Leaving He Zhi Yong alone to face Saruwah, the three of us continued onward. However, the surroundings were barren; there wasn't even a door in sight, leaving the big guy stunned.
"Yan Xi, where should we go from here?"
"Wait a moment, big guy; let me take a look around," I replied.
Mingyue suddenly interjected, "No need, I know the way in."
The big man looked at Shangguan Mingyue with surprise. "Fake Child, how do you know the way?"
Her gaze towards me was somewhat strange, and she avoided making direct eye contact.
We shared an unspoken understanding; the last time I came to the Cult of Spirits, it was Mingyue who brought me here. I wasn't surprised that she knew the Taoist Sect's entrance.
When we reached the entrance with Mingyue leading us, the big man suddenly told us to stop.
"Wait here. I need to grab something that the Island Master instructed me to get."
Not knowing what he was up to, we quietly crouched by the stone crevice and waited for him.
After a while, we finally saw him approaching, carrying a large bag on his back and sneaking over.
"Hurry up and take off your clothes. Put this on," he said.
It turned out he had gone to get outfits from the Cult of Spirits, planning for us to blend in.
I didn't expect the Island Master to have prepared even this; was he really that foresighted?
Once we changed into the clothes, the big man instructed us, "There are still ten minutes until shift change. We'll follow the line in shortly; the Island Master has already arranged everything."
We nodded in agreement. With the Island Master's involvement, everything felt much more reliable than my previous attempts to storm the mountain.
As ten minutes passed, we successfully blended into the group.
Thanks to Chuchen, who had previously spent some time on a ship with the Cult of Spirits, I was somewhat familiar with their ways.
Following behind the group, we smoothly entered the second Taoist Sect.
As we approached the Three Doors, the atmosphere suddenly turned serious.
The burly man quietly informed us that we were about to enter a high-security area and reminded us to stay alert and remember our codes.
I hadn’t expected entering the Cult of Spirits would be so troublesome; we needed fingerprints to get in. Fortunately, we were prepared for this.
When it was my turn, a spider unexpectedly appeared at my feet.
I had always feared these creatures more than anything else; I was never afraid of the dark, but spiders—those furry insects—terrified me.
Luckily, my rationality remained intact. Making a sound now would mean death, so I quietly flicked my foot to send the spider away.
Who would have thought that even misfortune could find its way into something as simple as this? Just as I flicked the spider away, it fortuitously landed right on the Patrol Captain's hand across from me.
In an instant, my heart sank.
“Who did this?”
A furious roar echoed, and cold sweat trickled down my back.
In front of me stood the burly man, while behind me was Mingyue; I could hear their heavy breathing clearly.
The Patrol Captain stepped closer to me. Though I kept my head down, I could feel his piercing gaze fixed on me.
“Number 87, did you bring this spider in?”
I kept my head lowered, too afraid to respond, merely shaking my head to indicate it wasn’t me.
He had no intention of letting me off the hook. “Lift your head and look at me when you speak.”
Seeing that I didn’t comply, he reached out and slapped the top of my head.
It hit me with such force that I nearly fainted.
I still insisted on keeping my head down, but he was furious and kicked me again, sending me crashing to the ground.
Feeling the large man beside me about to make a move, I quickly grabbed his pant leg and urged him to calm down.
If something unexpected happened now, wouldn’t everything be exposed?
The Patrol Captain delivered another harsh kick to me, causing me to almost cry out in pain.
“Stop!”
Suddenly, a deep and abrupt voice echoed through the air.
Hearing that voice, I quietly let out a sigh of relief.
The Patrol Captain beside me retracted his leg and stood straight, shouting at the newcomer, “Guardian Chu, I’m teaching a disobedient subordinate a lesson.”
It was clear that Chuchen held a significant position within the Cult of Spirits; the Patrol Captain spoke to him with great respect.
“Uh, I need a few people; can you lend me these three?”
My heart tightened as I wondered what Chuchen intended to do.
“Of course, Guardian Chu.”
Then the Patrol Captain turned to us three and said, “You three follow Guardian Chu and do your tasks well; if you cause any trouble, I’ll have your skins.”
Chuchen led us through winding corridors while we quietly followed behind him.
Just as we turned a corner, Chuchen stopped in front of us.
"All three of you go inside and properly organize the warehouse. Help me find a red cloak," he instructed us before standing at the door, waiting.
The big man glanced at me, and I signaled him to follow Chuchen's arrangement.
He nodded, and the three of them entered the warehouse, pretending to search diligently for items as per Chuchen's orders.
Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed.
No one dared to speak; none of us expected this to happen.
In the darkness, a hand reached out from behind and covered my mouth.
Recognizing the person's breath, I remained silent and quietly followed him away.
I had no idea where he was taking me; I only knew we stopped in a particularly dark place.
He didn't let go of me, restraining me from behind. "What are you doing here?"
I had no intention of deceiving him. "I'm looking for my parents. Are they here?"
"Yan Xi, this is not a place for you. While there's still time, I can take you out."
"No, I have to save my parents. Even if it means death, I want to die in the Cult of Spirits with them."
He seemed a bit angry, his grip around my waist tightening.
"Yan Xi, listen to me. Don't be reckless. I'll find a way to help your parents. You need to go back first."
"I..."
Suddenly, a clear voice interrupted my words.
"Chuchen, are you inside?"
Hearing this voice made me doubt my ears. It was Jin Ping. How could she be here? Does that mean Mu Xuanche is also here?
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