Chapter 48

The agreement was reached.

Zhang Xingyu took the Soul-Nurturing Jade Furnace from his bosom, and Jin Wu floated into it automatically.

Time to go.

Before leaving, he had to scavenge a bit.

Zhang Xingyu opened his fiery eyes and golden pupils to carefully inspect the second level of the cave.

In the large stone pillar in the center, there was nothing left.

The eight stone pillars on the periphery, although covered with pits, were also clean.

It seems that apart from Jin Wu, the previous evil spirits were all poor ghosts.

From west to east, from east to west. Circling the pillars three times, apart from the pitch-black stones, Zhang Xingyu found nothing else of value.

Even these black stones, neither glowing nor transparent, didn't seem to have much use.

Forget it, time to go.

Before leaving, he had to leave something behind.

He bent down to pick up a small black stone, preparing to write a few large characters on the surface of the stone pillar: "Zhang Xingyu was here."

On second thought, he stopped.

The stone is black, the pillar is black, and it would be hard to distinguish the characters even if he wrote them.

Besides, scribbling is wrong. Especially in scenic tourist spots, crooked messages are always an eyesore.

Forget it, I won't write it.

Throwing away the stone in his hand, Zhang Xingyu stepped toward the passage leading to the first level of the cave.

After walking two steps, he suddenly stopped. He bent down to pick up three small black stones and stuffed them into his pocket.

Since he was here, he had to get some souvenirs.

In the future, if he wants to show off to the little fatty and the others, he'll have some proof, right? Zhang Xingyu muttered to himself.

Taking three steps in two, he soon arrived at the entrance of the passage connecting the first and second levels of the cave.

He looked up, and it was pitch black in front of him, only able to vaguely see a distance of thirty or forty meters.

Further up, he couldn't see anything.

This passage is deep enough.

He remembered that when he came down, he had drilled through sixty-five evil spirit caves in total.

Calculating based on each evil spirit cave being thirty meters apart, this passage was about 2,000 meters deep.

2,000 meters, even Mount Tai on Earth isn't that high.

Mount Tai is so high, stretching far to the heavenly court.

Recalling the way he climbed Mount Tai back then, and looking at the bottomless cave passage, Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but worry secretly.

Forget it, let's eat some dry rations first to replenish his strength.

After resting for a while, feeling that he had regained his strength, Zhang Xingyu stood up.

No matter how difficult or tiring it is, he has to climb up.

He carefully made preparations for climbing according to the requirements of rock climbing on Earth.

Rock climbing was one of Zhang Xingyu's favorite sports.

This sport is full of challenges and tests a person's physical and psychological quality.

After climbing up the cliff and standing on the top, a sense of achievement of conquering the world would arise spontaneously.

This time, he had no equipment and could only use the free climbing method.

This method has high risks and high requirements, so he had to be extremely careful.

Grabbing protrusions, digging into crevices, pushing with the soles of his feet, hooking with his toes.

Stepping on the small pits on the stone wall, Zhang Xingyu climbed up meter by meter.

Every two evil spirit pits, he had to go in and rest for a while.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Until the fifth hour, Zhang Xingyu climbed to the vicinity of the thirtieth evil spirit pit.

"Boom, boom!"

A thunderous sound rang out under his feet again.

"Nine Nether Yin Qi eruption!"

Zhang Xingyu didn't have time to think and quickly drilled into a nearby evil spirit cave to hide.

This time, the eruption of the Nine Nether Yin Qi lasted for a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, it rolled back.

Watching the Nine Nether Yin Qi whistling past outside the cave, Zhang Xingyu both loved and hated it.

He hated it for sweeping him in and almost costing him his life.

He loved it for sweeping him in and allowing him to obtain a large amount of God Yuan points and precious divine cultivation techniques.

While gritting his teeth, the Nine Nether Yin Qi retreated, and the outside of the pit returned to calm again.

Zhang Xingyu immediately drilled out of the cave and continued to climb up the cave passage.

With the previous experience, he climbed the rest of the cave passage very smoothly.

After another five hours, he finally climbed out of the evil spirit cave passage panting and arrived at the first level of the underground cave.

His whole body was sore and his limbs were weak.

He lay on the ground next to the cave entrance for a full half hour before he regained some strength.

The first level of the underground cave was pitch black; those greenish ghosts had long been swept away by him.

He stood up and, following his memory of how he came, walked toward the entrance of the cave passage on the first level.

Without the delicious ghosts, he soon arrived at the entrance of the cave passage.

The passage leading to the ground was also pitch black, without a trace of light.

Zhang Xingyu thought that this passage must be very deep.

When he came, he was wrapped by the Nine Nether Yin Qi and was unconscious, so he knew nothing about the situation of this passage.

He reached out and touched the stone wall of the passage; the stone wall was as smooth and cold as a young girl's skin in winter.

He stood on tiptoe and opened his eyes wide, wanting to see the cave wall above clearly.

The area within his sight was as smooth as a mirror, and the entire passage seemed to have been carefully polished with sandpaper by someone.

His confidence immediately hit rock bottom.

Without fulcrums and without tools, such a passage, even with rock climbing experience, was difficult to climb by hand.

He thought: Damn heaven, are you playing with me? You just let me start the path of cultivation, and now you've given me such a big problem. If I can't get out, will I also become a ghost, a lonely spirit trapped here?

Thinking of the ghosts he had devoured, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

No, I have to get out, I must get out.

Since there are no fulcrums, I will create them.

While thinking this, he pulled out the magic blade on his back and slashed hard at the stone wall.

"Clang!" The magic blade bounced back.

The recoil from the hilt made the web between his thumb and index finger ache faintly.

He reached out and touched the stone wall; there was only a shallow mark where the blade had struck.

This stone wall is so hard!

You have to know, what he was holding was a three-star magic blade.

A three-star magic blade cuts iron like mud. Even a piece of refined iron could be cut in half with one strike.

But the cave wall in front of him couldn't even be damaged by a three-star magic blade; he didn't know what material it was made of.

He thought, there is no other way now. Since there is no other way, he can only take the stupidest method.

Li Bai could grind an iron pestle into a needle, I don't believe I can't chisel a pit into these stone walls.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes...

He slashed dozens of times in the same position again, and only a mark of about one centimeter appeared on the stone wall.

Zhang Xingyu stopped, bent over, and panted heavily.

The stone wall is so hard and so smooth, no wonder those who were swept in couldn't get out.

Getting out is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the blue sky.

What should I do?

What can I do?

He threw away the magic blade in his hand and slumped to the ground.

I don't want to die, he thought.

I don't want to starve to death here, I don't want to turn into a green ghost.

I can't give up. Not giving up means there is still hope; giving up is despair.

By the way, what was my motto before?

No mountain that cannot be climbed, no river that cannot be waded?

When the car reaches the mountain, there must be a road; if there is a road, there must be Brother Xingyu?

Zhang Xingyu closed his eyes, his thoughts spinning endlessly in his mind.

The Great Dao of Heaven has forty-nine, there will always be a glimmer of life left.

I must find this glimmer of life.

I must not die here.

I have to get out, I must get out.

The world outside is wonderful, the beauties outside are eye-pleasing.

I haven't been in this Xianxia World for long, I haven't held the jade hand of a fairy sister, I can't die like this.

On the Xuantiandalu, there are countless peerless techniques waiting for a genius like me to learn.

On the Xuantiandalu, there are countless divine artifacts and immortal artifacts waiting bitterly for a master like me.

Time passed bit by bit.

Zhang Xingyu couldn't find a way out.

His mood became lower and lower, and his temper became more and more irritable.

I don't know how much time passed, but the roaring sound of the Nine Nether Yin Qi rang out under his feet again.

Streams of cold mist gushed out from the second-level cave passage, gradually covering the entire first level of the cave.

The Nine Nether Yin Qi was cold and bone-chilling, freezing the heart.

Before long, a layer of frost covered Zhang Xingyu's body.

It's over, it's going to be over.

To die here so miserably, I am not reconciled!

Damn heaven, I hate you!

Zhang Xingyu cursed secretly while shivering.

First level of the underground cave.

The Nine Nether Yin Qi stirred up surging waves, wrapping everything and rushing toward the cave passage.

Darkness.

Endless darkness.

Spinning.

Spinning non-stop.

Must hold on, can't faint.

I'm fine, I won't faint, I'm fine, I won't faint...

Zhang Xingyu kept reminding himself.

I don't know how long it had been.

Maybe it was an instant, maybe it was a century.

The spinning stopped abruptly, and a glimmer of light appeared before his eyes.

Light?

In the underground cave, where would light come from?

Could it be that I am no longer in the underground cave?

Could it be that I was washed out by the Nine Nether Yin Qi?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Xingyu's mind.

He used his last bit of strength to thrust the magic blade in his hand into the ground beneath him.

Crack!

With a clear sound, the magic blade seemed to have pierced into something.

Zhang Xingyu gripped the magic blade tightly, not daring to relax for a moment.

The waves formed by the Nine Nether Yin Qi mercilessly washed over his body.

Pain, pain into the bone marrow.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

Strength was exhausted bit by bit.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

Consciousness blurred bit by bit.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

I can't faint, I must hold on.

Faint, die. Hold on, live.

Gather the last bit of strength, maintain the last bit of clarity.

Finally, his ears were quiet, and his eyes were bright.

Blue sky and white clouds, cliffs and precipices, murmuring water.

The scene in front of him was so real, so familiar.

I'm out! I came out alive!

Zhang Xingyu relaxed his mind, tilted his head, and fainted magnificently.