Chapter 634: Underground Tomb

In the Sai Lun Zuo He Nan An Tian Wen Tai Qu, at the entrance of the underground tomb, a purely red flaming spear descended from the sky, pierced the ground, and as the flames flowed it swiftly traced Mei Diqi's silhouette on the earth.

On his cheeks, Suo Lun and Ai Yin Huo En's consciousnesses have already awakened, and he opens his slightly ethereal lips and says: "Mei Diqi, you have been deceived; that level of contamination will certainly affect us, and I even suspect it will erode and replace my own self."

"I smell the scent of death. Is that truly the influence of the 'City of Calamity'?"

Mei Diqi shook his head, his tone showing little worry and instead a hint of eager anticipation as he said, "I don't know, but it cannot be denied that certain traits of mine have indeed been amplified. I can feel something underground calling to me—not just that mad Suo Lun family leader, there are other things down here that attract me greatly."

"Madman," Ai Yin Huo En muttered low, then spoke seriously, "Suo Lun, let's stop him together; Mei Diqi's consciousness may have already been affected unknowingly."

"War. War"

In response to Ai Yin Huo En, Suo Lun's unconscious rambling echoed, and the former 'Conqueror' fell back into the earlier dazed state.

"Damn, crazy, all crazy."

Ai Yin Huo En gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence; he no longer tried to awaken Suo Lun or Mei Diqi. Affected by the trinity's malevolent spirit state, he could clearly feel his own condition slipping, ready at any moment to fall into a vortex called madness.

Without Ai Yin Huo En's interference, Mei Diqi smoothly stepped into the underground tomb, and with each step he left a crimson, blood‑stained footprint on the ground.

As he delved deeper, Mei Diqi felt the summons grow ever stronger; his heartbeat unconsciously intensified, echoing through the cavernous tomb.

"Mirror world, it is in the mirror world."

On Mei Diqi's face, Suo Lun's and Ai Yin Huo En's consciousnesses each formed a mouth, constantly whispering, urging Mei Diqi onward.

"Shut up!" Mei Diqi growled low, and scarlet sparks spewed from his mouth, as if his whole body could ignite at any moment.

Suo Lun's and Ai Yin Huo En's consciousnesses remained unaffected, continuing their rambling urgings toward Mei Diqi.

Exhaling a long breath, Mei Diqi helplessly reached to rub his forehead, murmuring softly:

"Headache—he actually hypnotized me. Who's helping him? That Lamp God? Or that stinky lizard from before?"

In the upper area of the underground tomb, several university students from Yin Di Si Mei Shu Xue Yuan sneaked in, ready for a tense, thrilling expedition to seek inspiration for their creations.

In the middle of the group, a young woman in a pale yellow long dress, wearing a beret, elegantly dressed, held the boy ahead with one hand, placed the other on her chest, cautiously looked around, and whispered, "Bo Ni Er, are we really going to explore here at night?"

The boy called Bo Ni Er tightened his grip on her hand, slowed his pace slightly, letting the pretty girl behind him get a bit closer, and with a relaxed expression he looked around and said:

"Of course, night has more atmosphere; only by personally experiencing this eerie, terrifying setting can one create authentic paintings."

"Besides, aside from the horrifying legends, there's actually nothing here; it's just people scaring themselves. I've been here many times; trust my judgment."

While they talked, a sudden exclamation came from the front of the group: "Huh, whose footprints are these on the ground, and they even have such realistic blood stains."

Bo Ni Er brushed aside the classmate blocking his path, glanced at the bright red footprints extending toward the underground tomb, and chuckled, "

"It must be some schoolmate's prank; we haven't even entered the tomb yet, and this prank is way too fake."

"Indeed." The boy who first spotted the footprints at the front of the group nodded, agreeing with Bo Ni Er's assessment.

Looking at the bright red footprints on the ground, he curiously stepped onto them, perfectly aligning his foot with the imprint, which amazed him. He followed the trail for two more steps, then turned to his companions behind and shared:

"Hey, look, this footprint matches my foot size exactly!"

Behind him, the classmates who had originally clustered vanished without a trace; his heartbeat suddenly slowed, he tugged at his mouth, flashing an awkward grin, "Where did you all hide? Bo Ni Er? Yue Han? Pa En?"

Gurgle—gurgle— he croaked, swallowing saliva produced by nerves, scanned the surroundings twice, and his voice unintentionally rose:

"Bo Ni Er? You all stop playing, come out, or I'll just go back on my own."

At the entrance of the underground tomb, Bo Ni Er and the others exchanged puzzled glances as they watched the classmate racing faster along the bright red footprints, then they quickened their pace to follow.

Bo Ni Er felt the tension in his hand, then slowed his steps, and called to the classmate forging ahead, "Mi Si Er, walk slower."

The boy called Mi Si Er ignored the voice behind him, walked faster, and soon vanished into the deep darkness.

At that moment, a boy walking behind Mi Si Er raised his hand and, uncertainly, asked, "Did you notice that Mi Si Er's steps just now kept aligning with the blood footprints on the ground?"

Beside him, a tall boy with abundant hair, showing clear Vusak or plateau lineage, hesitated and said:

"... It's his prank, right? I just stepped on the blood footprints too."

No one answered his words; the surroundings were so quiet that even breathing could be heard clearly. He turned stiffly and found that the classmates who had been behind him moments ago had vanished.

"No, no, don't scare me!"

"... Pa En?... Yue Han?"

After hesitating for two seconds, he suddenly sprinted toward the direction behind where faint streetlights could still be seen, his steps quick as if an unseen terrifying monster pursued him.

Even though the distance was clearly short, he ran until he was panting yet still hadn't gotten close.

"This…this isn't right," he halted, anxiously scanning the surroundings, his hands instinctively drawing a sun symbol on his chest: "Praise the sun!"

At the Lu Wa Comprehensive Execution Ground, Lei Ke Dun cleared the lingering abnormal aura, glanced toward the underground tomb, and muttered low:

"The water effect of the 'River of Eternal Darkness' is truly impressive; Mei Diqi, Suo Lun, and Ai Yin Huo En didn't notice that they briefly slipped into a dream just now, so it should already have entered the depths."

In his hand, the golden kettle‑shaped wishing lamp emitted a faint golden glow, and the Lamp God's voice resonated from within:

"Accompanying you in the play earlier was extra assistance, and I also amplified the obsession in its heart; in exchange, you must later provide me with additional help."

Lei Ke Dun smiled lightly, his tone calm, "Your last wish was ruined by A Meng, causing me to waste a wish; this should count as compensation for that wish—it's after‑sales service under human trade rules."

"I am the 'Disordered One', I never obey rules."

"Moreover, neither you nor I are human, so we need not abide by human‑made trade regulations."

The Lamp God's voice sounded detached yet majestic, making one involuntarily inclined to agree with its words and follow its doctrine.

"I know the whereabouts of the 'Judger's' uniqueness," Lei Ke Dun ceased arguing with the Lamp God, offering news of the Te Lun Suo Si Te Brass Book to appease the temporary collaborator.

Before the Lamp God could ask further, his body instantly dematerialized, breaking into countless streams of complex pure data, flowing toward the Sai Lun Zuo He Bei An Plaza District.

Inside a hotel near the botanical garden in the plaza district, countless tangled data streams surged from around the room, rapidly coalescing to outline Lei Ke Dun's figure.

Regarding internal information of the Steam Church, A Luo De Si's seal, which belongs to the Steam Church, should know many thoughts in flux; Lei Ke Dun walked to the desk against the wall, sat down, and picked up pen and paper to begin writing a letter to Ke Lai En.

After finishing the letter, he set up a simple summoning ritual for a messenger; after a brief delay, Lei Ni Te·Di Ni Ke Er, bearing four golden‑haired, red‑eyed heads, appeared in the hotel room.

"Did something happen?" Lei Ke Dun asked curiously, since normally such a summoning ritual would respond and manifest instantly.

"In" "and" "Se'ea" "hide-and-seek"

Lei Ni Te·Di Ni Ke Er's voice was very calm, as if the chase of Se'ea didn't bother her. Lei Ke Dun gave a slight nod, stopped dwelling on the matter, handed over the freshly written letter, and said, "Postage due."

"No problem."

Lorraine Tinicoll's right-hand-held head answered a sentence, then she reached forward, opened her mouth and bit the paper Lei Kedun passed over, and then her other three heads spoke at once:

"Recently." "Spirit Realm." "Very chaotic."

As her words faded, Lorraine Tinicoll's figure faded and disappeared inside the room.

Lei Kedun gazed at the spot where she disappeared, lost in thought. The spirit realm hasn't always been chaotic, has it? Does the messenger lady mean that something bad has happened in the spirit realm?

After a moment of thought, he summoned his own book messenger and established contact with his avatar left in the South Continent: "What's happened recently?"

Shortly after, the book messenger's pale yellow paper showed neat lines of text: "Everything is gradually unfolding; there's nothing too abnormal, except that the demons seem to have become more active, with many even joining the Rose School."

(End of chapter)