Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Next to this barely circular abyss cave, the surrounding trees have been cleared, making a flat area five or six times larger than the cave. On this flat land, there are well-organized campsites, with fenced enclosures and various temporary tents erected.

It’s bustling with activity. Those in the know are aware that treasures might spit out from this place. Those who don’t might think it’s some kind of spring or autumn outing. Plenty of cultivators can be seen from above, not to mention those on the ground. The entire area has approximately over three thousand cultivators, resembling a school with a larger population.

”There are still many sects recruiting now, claiming to recruit people all the time, saying their sect welfare is good. But if it’s really that good, would they need to recruit people? If you can’t clarify this basic logic, do you still want to fool other cultivators?”

”Take my Ascension Gate, for example. Given the benefits we offer now, if I open my mouth, who knows how many disciples would rush over. The only explanation for why you can’t recruit is that your sect is too stingy. If you offered more gold and silver, which cultivator wouldn’t come over?”

However, now the situation has become a bit awkward. Assuming that not many people come to such places, it’s thought to be desolate, with instances of grudges and killings, yet so many people are here.

”As expected, by the time a so-called secret reaches our ears, the first batch of beneficiaries have already packed up and left. It’s just like a profitable trade. When everyone knows a trade is profitable, it’s already chaotic, waiting for someone to take over.”

”Take this place, for instance. After I arrived, there are people who have come even earlier than me everywhere, and whether this place is as dangerously mysterious as the rumors say is uncertain.”

”It sucks.”

Everywhere he looked, there were all sorts of cultivators, men and women, with many doing business. The wah-wah sounds could be heard everywhere even in broad daylight, as if it was some festival.

”Let’s see if I can find someone to ask.”

Yuchi walked halfway around the circular hole, craned his neck to look down. The mountain hole was huge, perhaps like a volcano’s crater? He had no idea if there was underground water inside or if the place was just exaggerated, and in reality, not dangerous at all?

Everything was unclear, so Yuchi wandered around for a while, bypassed many camps, and suddenly saw an inn...

Wow, this inn was placed on a gigantic carriage, which had eighteen wheels. What was it, a 4-in-the-front and 8-at-the-back setup? The carriage was pulled by a Spirit Beast, which looked like a yellow buffalo but much larger, with six hooves. The Spirit Beast, all furry, was now sprawled on the ground dozing.

Following the stairs into the small inn, Yuchi nodded to the surrounding cultivators and directly ordered a cup of tea.

Shopkeeper’s assistant: ”Sir, you’ve also come for the treasure, right?”

Yuchi: ”Yes.”

Anyone coming to this place must be after wealth. Otherwise, why venture into such remote mountains? To set off fireworks? Not even afraid of the many mosquitoes.

The assistant then pulled a scroll from his waist: ”For just one silver, this scroll contains answers to all the basic questions you might want to know.”

Whoa, has the business become like this?

The assistant nodded with a silly smile and said, ”We see it very clearly. With so many experts here, if there’s a treasure, it wouldn’t be our turn. So, we may as well earn some honest silver, which won’t offend anyone. Simple and happy love.”

It made sense... Yuchi chuckled wryly, slapped down a silver, and amidst the assistant’s laughter, he sat in the inn, sipping tea while flipping through the scroll.

”Question 1: Is there really a treasure here?”

”Answer: Yes, roughly once every three to four months, lasting about a day each time. Approximately treasures worth at least a hundred thousand silver are spat out.”

Yuchi: ”...”

Professional, ah!

The person who wrote this scroll undoubtedly understands the mindset of those who come here, starting with whether there is treasure here. Quite down-to-earth. Now that Yuchi saw that there is indeed treasure, he became interested in reading further; otherwise, he would have just walked away.

”Question 2: Can the cave be entered? Is it as rumored, a place of no return?”

”Answer: Whether you come or not, the cave remains, indifferent. As for the cave, indeed, many cultivators couldn’t resist the temptation and charged in, but the result was as the rumors said, those cultivators who entered never came back. If disappearing without a trace means death, then they might be dead.”

What a pretentious tone, the scroll’s writer must be a scholarly, sour-literary type... Yuchi took a sip of tea, satisfiedly put the cup down, adjusted his posture, and continued reading.

”Question 3: Do we know what specific dangers lie inside the cave?”