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"I remember, but is there a connection between the two?" Ziyan frowned, still somewhat puzzled.
"Little Fool. You still don't understand this? General Heng left that book behind and then set up the mechanism he detailed in it right here. What do you think his purpose was?" Ling Yuxuan reminded the Beloved Child before him once again.
Ziyan's eyes widened in realization, and she quickly understood, "Oh—I see now. He wanted to test whether the inheritor of his book could fully grasp his teachings. In other words, he didn't want his skills to go unpassed down."
Ziyan finally grasped General Heng's good intentions from back then! The Demon Prince looked at his quick-witted Beloved Child and nodded in appreciation, "Yes, little one, you've finally figured it out."
"Of course! Do you think your woman is a fool? With just this little bit of information, I can certainly understand," Ziyan said with an air of confidence, as if someone had given her a bit of paint and she was ready to open a dye shop.
"Alright, alright. Right now, our top priority is to find the entrance quickly. And no matter what happens next, don't let go of my hand." Just as Ziyan was about to praise herself further, she was swiftly interrupted by her Demonically Charming Man.
Next, Ling Yuxuan, fearing that Ziyan might accidentally let go of his hand, decisively tore off his belt and securely tied their hands together.
Ziyan understood that her Demonically Charming Man had his reasons for doing this. So even though her hand was starting to hurt from being bound, she remained silent and obediently cooperated.
After completing this task, Demon Prince Ling Yuxuan let out a long sigh of relief and continued walking forward while searching around for anything suspicious.
Since Ziyan didn't know what he was looking for, she could only closely follow him.
At the same time, Ling Yuxuan changed their previous direction of heading straight toward the waterfall. He kept sniffing with his well-defined nose as if trying to catch a scent and made a small detour to the left before continuing onward.
Sure enough, they hadn't walked far when Ling Yuxuan found what he had been searching for on the left side, right next to the cliff wall.
Strictly speaking, it was just a large cluster of wildflowers growing by the Mountain Stream in this shadowy area. Its petals were pink and looked incredibly beautiful and vibrant at first glance.
Ziyan never expected that in such deep winter when most flowers and plants had withered away, these lovely blooms could thrive despite the harsh cold and bloom so brilliantly. Unable to resist, she instinctively reached out to pick one.
"Don't." Just as Ziyan's hand was about to reach out, it was immediately stopped by her Demonically Charming Man's stern voice.
Ziyan retracted her hand and looked at him, asking, "What's wrong?"
"This flower is called the Soul-Collecting Mandala Flower. It is poisonous and primarily causes people to experience various illusions and delusions," Ling Yuxuan quietly and slowly revealed the name of the flower and its toxicity.
"So?" Ziyan suddenly understood what she had been looking for earlier.
"That's it." With that, Ling Yuxuan suddenly pulled Ziyan back a few steps, and his right hand began to channel energy.
His right hand circled in the air, and immediately a large bubble appeared in his palm. He then pushed that bubble toward the dense cluster of Soul-Collecting Mandala Flowers with lightning speed.
He struck out palm after palm, delivering seven or eight strikes before finally stopping.
In an instant, with loud booming sounds echoing continuously, the cluster of Soul-Collecting Mandala Flowers suddenly scattered into broken branches and leaves amidst thick smoke.
Almost simultaneously, when Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan turned to look around again, they realized they had already reached the edge of a Deep Pool beneath the waterfall. If they had walked just a bit further, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Earlier, whether from a distance or up close, they had not seen such a large Cold Pool beneath the waterfall. If ordinary people had been drawn in by the Soul-Collecting Mandala like they were before, they would have likely walked straight into the Deep Pool without even realizing how they drowned.
Looking at the scene before her, Ziyan felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but swallow hard.
"What do we do next?" Ziyan looked up at her Demon Prince.
"Don't worry; the real test is about to begin!" Ling Yuxuan's eyes were sharp and piercing like a hawk searching for prey in the vast desert sky. His gaze swept across their surroundings without missing a single spot.
Almost simultaneously, Ziyan's body and mind jolted with heightened awareness as she followed her Demonically Charming Man's gaze to scan the area.
At this moment, both of them hoped to quickly find the entrance to the treasure's location.
With this thought in mind, they continued to move up the rocky slope on the left side of the waterfall, soon arriving at a spot very close to the waterfall's diagonal opposite. Unfortunately, there was still a ditch separating them from it, which connected to the Deep Pool.
This ditch rose steadily toward the west, with no end in sight. Therefore, attempting to go around it was clearly impractical.
The only solution now was to find a way to cross this ditch. Observing with the naked eye, the ditch was at least three yards wide, but there were still some dry reeds and lotus stems standing against the cold winter within it.
Upon seeing them, Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan exchanged glances. For them, who possessed exceptional lightness skills, this was not a significant problem.
Thus, Ling Yuxuan wrapped one arm around Ziyan's waist, and they both activated their lightness skills simultaneously. First, they both stepped onto two dry reeds, then leaped forward and lightly landed on two lotus stems ahead.
This could be considered a three-step leap; in the blink of an eye, they stabilized themselves on the stone steps at the edge of the cliff parallel to the waterfall.
As they approached the waterfall, they discovered that behind it was indeed a very wide Cave. The closer they got to the Cave, the more Ziyan felt a tightness in her chest; Ling Yuxuan seemed to feel it too and immediately stopped.
"Wait a moment." Ling Yuxuan picked up three stones of varying sizes from the steps and threw them forward in three throws.
When the first stone hit the ground, there was no reaction from the surface. The same happened when the second stone landed. However, when the third larger stone struck down, a dull thud echoed from the steps at the cave's entrance behind the waterfall.
Immediately, that spot was replaced by a large pit. The two of them held hands and approached to take a look, gasping in unison; fortunately, they had not recklessly moved forward.
Otherwise, they would have fallen into it. If someone fell into this pit, even if they didn't die immediately, they would likely bleed out later due to excessive blood loss. The pit below was about ten feet deep and filled with sharp blades pointing upward.
Although most of these blades were rusted due to age, anyone with sense could tell that this would not prevent them from fatally piercing someone.
While Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan were still observing this Trap pit, they vaguely heard a faint sound coming from deep within the spacious Cave behind the waterfall—something like sharp weapons slicing through the air at an incredible speed as it approached them.
As the whooshing sounds drew closer to the two of them, Ling Yuxuan had already picked up Ziyan and shot towards the place where he had picked up the stones earlier.
Once they steadied themselves and focused their eyes, they were taken aback to see a dense rain of arrows. At least hundreds, if not thousands, of feathered arrows were shooting out towards the cave entrance and the waterfall.
Ziyan raised a hand to pat her chest, realizing that this was a series of traps. If the first trap failed, a normal person would be curious enough to lean in and check out the pit. Timing it just right, when people were distracted by observing the trap, another wave of arrows would come flying in. Even if they didn’t fall into the pit, they would still be caught in the rain of arrows.
How clever! It was evident how meticulous and intelligent the person who set up this series of traps must have been. The key was the timing; if they had reacted even a moment slower or if Ling Yuxuan's lightness skill had been slightly less effective, both of them might have fallen victim and lost their lives here.
"Hmph! There are three hundred taels of silver here! Little one, we’ve found the entrance," Ling Yuxuan said coldly and seriously.
"So? Are we going in now?" Ziyan asked tentatively.
"No, we are not prepared at all. Last time at home, we had Little Python with us, so we didn’t encounter any dangers. But as you just saw, we’ve already faced two traps right at the entrance. I think we should go back and wait until we are fully prepared before coming back."
Ling Yuxuan thought that even with his superior martial arts skills, they couldn’t recklessly confront danger with just their flesh and blood. Moreover, who knew how many more traps were waiting for them inside?
"Oh!" Ziyan responded somewhat reluctantly.
"Heh heh, what’s wrong? Do you still want to charge in with just the two of us unarmed?" Ling Yuxuan noticed that Beloved Child seemed unwilling to back down so easily.
He continued, "Little one, do you know? Before I met you, I wouldn’t have feared any danger. But now that I have you, everything is different. I cannot take risks like I used to. Besides, if we have better methods available to us, why should we foolishly put ourselves in danger? Taking such reckless risks is no different from suicide; don’t you think that makes sense?"
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