Chapter 105: Yiyi! Charge!

Jiang Ye quietly activated his Fire Eyes, scanning the surroundings.

Since that night, when he saw Yang Han absorbing moonlight, Jiang Ye had vaguely sensed this woman was not ordinary.

He needed to be more cautious.

His gaze, like invisible threads, swept across the crowd, through the thickets, over the distant rocks.

Yet after repeated scans,

he even accidentally glimpsed Liu Yiyi...

His old face flushed slightly, and he quickly shut off his Fire Eyes.

He couldn’t look anymore.

Otherwise, the fire in his body would truly ignite.

Jiang Ye drew a deep breath of cold air, shook his head slightly, and after a long while suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

At the stone gate, disciples crammed tightly together, blades flashing, voices roaring.

“Why is this damn gate so hard?!”

Someone slashed down with a blade—sparks flew, but the stone gate didn’t budge.

“Hurry! Break open this damn gate!”

Someone, eyes red, slammed his shoulder against it—like hitting a mountain.

“If we get the secret treasure inside, we can reverse fate!”

More people joined the clamor, pushing forward eagerly.

Blades and swords struck the stone gate—only a few sparks flew, not even a scratch left behind.

The force capable of shattering stone and splitting boulders hit it—and vanished soundlessly, like mud sinking into the sea.

One disciple, disbelieving, gathered all his strength and slammed a palm forward—*thud!*—the stone gate remained utterly unmoved, while his own palm went numb from the recoil.

Finally, a Golden Core cultivator from Hanjian Sect couldn’t hold back.

Golden true qi surged around him, coalescing at his fist, then he unleashed a thunderous strike.

*BOOM—!!!*

A deafening roar echoed through the mountains; dust cleared, and everyone stared wide-eyed.

On the stone gate, only a tiny white spot remained—if you didn’t look closely, you’d miss it.

“How is this possible?!”

The Golden Core cultivator stood frozen, face filled with disbelief.

The surrounding disciples also froze—suddenly, the noisy scene fell into eerie silence, broken only by the rustle of wind through the treetops.

What material is this stone gate made of?

Even a powerful strike from a Golden Core cultivator left only a tiny white spot.

To break this gate open—how terrifying a force would be needed?

Even Jiang Ye was slightly stunned.

This defense?!”

He felt just this gate alone was worth the trip—no wasted journey.

After the brief silence, the crowd erupted into even more excited chaos.

Everyone realized—if even the gate was this formidable, what wonders must lie hidden inside the ruins?

At that moment, Zheng Feng finally arrived with his disciples.

He glanced at the unyielding stone gate, then at the stunned crowd; after a moment of stunned silence, excitement sparked in his eyes.

Who wouldn’t want greater fortune?

He brought his sister Zheng Hui quietly to Jiang Ye’s side and whispered: “Senior Jiang, when we enter the ruins, follow us first—my sister’s sense of smell can lead us to the best treasures before anyone else.”

After traveling together, Zheng Feng judged Jiang Ye trustworthy—not just in character, but also in cultivation strength, which he deeply respected.

He believed that with Jiang Ye’s help, even if they encountered unexpected dangers inside the ruins, they could handle them.

After all, fortune often came with danger.

Seeing Zheng Feng’s sincere invitation, Jiang Ye smiled faintly: “Very well. Thank you, Zheng Zhenchuan.”

He had already witnessed Zheng Hui’s extraordinary sense of smell—perhaps she could find rare herbs lost for centuries inside the ruins.

“Senior Jiang! Why aren’t you thanking me?!”

Zheng Hui pouted, lifting her delicate nose: “I’m the one doing all the work!”

Jiang Ye laughed heartily—the sound loud and clear amid the clamor: “My mistake, thank you, Zheng girl!”

Zheng Hui grinned, puffing out her flat chest: “Don’t worry—follow me, and you’ll come out with your pockets full!”

Seeing this, Zheng Feng could only shake his head helplessly.

Not long after,

the Tianqing Sect and Hanjian Sect all arrived—dark masses swarming, their presence imposing.

“Senior Hua, let’s combine our strength to break this gate...”

The fat elder of Hanjian Sect turned to Hua Qingshui nearby, about to speak—

Suddenly—

*BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!!!*

The stone gate, long sealed, seemed to sense something—and slowly opened, revealing a dark, gaping hole like a monster waiting to devour them.

“My heavens!!!”

“The gate opened by itself!!!”

“Charge in!!!”

The disciples gathered before the gate ignored all commands from the Golden Core elders—they surged forward, faces alight with excitement.

No one was foolish.

Though sects repeatedly stressed that treasures found inside the ruins must be surrendered promptly,

man’s self-interest is the law of heaven!

If they found something valuable, they’d hide it first.

Faced with this sudden turn, even the Golden Core elders couldn’t hold back.

Someone blurred forward and dashed inside.

Someone shouted “Wait!”—yet ran faster than anyone else.

Everyone wanted to be first, to seize the treasure before anyone else.

“Senior Jiang, let’s go!”

Zheng Feng barked, grabbing his sister and dashing into the tunnel—his figure swift as wind, terrified of falling behind even half a step.

Jiang Ye stared at the suddenly opened tunnel, brows slightly furrowed—he sensed something off.

The timing of the gate’s opening was too convenient...

But seeing Zheng Feng vanish into the tunnel, he hesitated briefly—then followed.

With his abilities, if danger arose, he could escape easily.

“Chen girl,” he sent a true qi whisper, his voice a thin thread clear in Chen Lili’s ears: “Once inside the ruins, take command of the outer disciples. I’ll find you.”

After speaking, Jiang Ye's figure also vanished into the dark hole.

“Yes, Senior Jiang!”

Chen Lili replied firmly, her gaze fixed on the shadow vanishing into darkness.

“Yiyi-sis, let’s charge!!!”

Wang Siyi shouted excitedly behind Liu Yiyi.