Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

The giant Buddha statue, wrapped in shells, zoomed through the tunnel, leaving a trail of mournful cries behind.

But Chen Jie and his comrades had no time to attend to others. Under the protection of the Buddha statue, they finally squeezed out of the long tunnel with a ”puff.”

At that moment, everyone suddenly felt a sense of spaciousness.

They fell from a very narrow place into an extremely vast space.

The space was large and not dark at all. Even when Chen Jie’s torch was extinguished, nobody noticed because the cave was lit by a flickering glow, dense and numerous, as if countless fireflies were illuminating it for everyone.

Chen Jie’s sharp eyes immediately noticed that the glow actually came from pearls embedded in the walls of the cavern.

These pearls lit up the cave so brightly that everyone couldn’t help but marvel at its beauty, and calling it a work of divine craftsmanship would not be an exaggeration.

As Chen Jie and others landed, they were the second group to arrive, the first being Peng Yingyu. However, Master Peng was nowhere to be seen now.

Thus, they became the first group, and everyone looked ahead at the space before them with awe.

Zhao Ya was the first to jump down from the clamshell, followed by the others. Chen Jie, however, was in no rush to descend. Instead, he took a cloth bag and gathered the scattered tentacles on the ground into it.

Ah San looked over and asked, ”Chen Jiusi, why are you picking up these disgusting things?”

On hearing this, Chen Jie immediately laughed and said, ”Hehe, Lord San, these are the tentacles of the Water Tai Sui. If these are processed properly, they might yield Tai Sui Pills.”

Hearing this, Ah San and the others were stunned, thinking they indeed hadn’t been sharp enough to realize that these wretched tentacles could be turned into Tai Sui Pills.

But now it felt embarrassing to join Chen Jie in collecting them, especially after they had made quite the heroic jump a moment ago.

After picking up the tentacles, Chen Jie discovered that fabric could insulate against the tentacle’s corrosive properties.

Just as Chen Jie finished collecting them, the spot where they had been expelled suddenly let out a wail followed by a ”puff,” and a pile of mangled flesh fell to the ground.

Startled, Chen Jie and the others then watched as Ba Tan and his followers crawled out from the bloody mess. It turned out that at the most dangerous moment, Ba Tan and his men used their own followers as human shields, hiding beneath their bodies to barely escape the ordeal, but those underlings had become a pile of severed limbs!

Witnessing this, Chen Jie couldn’t help but admire their ruthlessness.

Not only were they tough on themselves, but even tougher on their own men, using people as shields, something that could only be done with a heart hardened to the cruel realities of life.

Chen Jie pondered, and Zhao Ya frowned slightly, clearly disturbed.

However, Vajra Sect’s Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San didn’t seem to mind. A few severed limbs were nothing; after all, they had been thrown into Prince’s Army by their master for training and had seen far more brutal scenes.

To them, these severed limbs were insignificant, merely a bit of hardship.

Soon, the people following behind also entered. They were covered in blood, looking quite wretched, but still capable as they all made it alive into this stage.

At that moment, everyone was still in shock, their eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously, afraid of another tentacle attack.

Fortunately, this seemed to be a safe area, free from the terrifying tentacles.

This allowed everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

Calming down and collecting their frightened minds, everyone took a brief rest before noticing eight tunnel entrances, each marked with a trigram.

They were [Rest, Life, Harm, Block, Jing, Death, Shock, Open]—the Inner Trigrams.

Everyone exchanged glances, and Zhao Ya asked, ”Which gate do we choose?”

As they spoke, Ba Tan led his group into the Jing Gate.

The others also split up; Demon Granny chose the Life Gate, and Yu Mei Zi of the Zoroastrian Sect chose the Rest Gate.

Zhong Liang from the Hongjian Sect and Ding Ying from Chunxiang Pavilion exchanged glances and decided to enter a gate together. The recent scare from the tentacles had frightened them, so by joining forces in the Holding Core Realm, they would be safer.

Hence, they chose one of the Eight Gates, the Open Gate.

At this point, if Chen Jie and his group didn’t want to walk the same path as the others and compete internally, they had to choose from among the remaining four gates [Harm, Block, Death, Shock], all of which bore ominous trigrams.

Looking at these four gates, Chen Jie and his group fell into deep thought about which one to choose.

After much consideration, they first ruled out the Death Gate, as anyone with a sensible mind knew it was the most dangerous of all.

That left them with three options.

Finally, after some thought, they chose the Block Gate.

What does ”Block” mean? It implies rejection, concealment, and obstruction. Compared to the others, it seemed less dangerous.

With their decision made, they came to the entrance, only to see a stele standing there, inscribed with the words:

[In the water lies the Immortal Mansion, home to those who find it; the Eight Gates wide open, welcoming distinguished guests from all directions. Walk the path of life and death, seek fortune amidst danger. Life and death, do not blame fate!]