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    Wen Qiao took a quick, inconspicuous glance and discovered that the place where the little qilin had thrown them out was exactly the entrance plaza of the manor. Almost eighty percent of the cultivators who had entered the secret realm were gathered there, packing the already spacious plaza to capacity.

    Shi Wuming rose to his feet, looking completely bewildered, and upon seeing Wen Qiao and the others, rushed over to them.

    "Are you guys alright?" he asked, while muttering in a low voice, "I was confined in a pitch-black, silent place where I couldn't get out. There was no light, no sound, and it was so dark that I couldn't even see my own fingers. It was essentially solitary confinement. I thought I had been thrown back to my childhood, locked in solitary confinement by my master for not practicing diligently..."

    Wen Qiao looked at him sympathetically. It was indeed solitary confinement!

    That was the Dark Hall created by the qilin. The name alone revealed its purpose.

    Though she felt sorry for him, Wen Qiao couldn't tell him that he had offended a little qilin and thus was taught a lesson by it, so she offered some half-hearted words of comfort.

    While everyone was speculating wildly, the pressure from a Yuanchuang-stage cultivator suddenly bore down on them.

    The cultivators with lower cultivation levels immediately fell to the ground, while only those at the Yuanzong stage and a few at the Yuanling stage were struggling to maintain their footing.

    The crowd’s expressions shifted dramatically, and looking ahead, they saw Left I Zhai standing on the steps before them, surrounded by the female disciples of the Bi Nu Pavilion like stars circling the moon.

    Left I Zhai looked rather disheveled, with multiple tears in his robes, his usually well-groomed hair now disheveled and stained with what looked like mud. Even his handsome face bore a fresh burn mark, as though seared by fire.

    The fact that something could leave an incurable wound on a Yuanchuang-stage cultivator testified to the power of the object that injured him.

    The burn on his cheek was probably caused by some kind of powerful flame or similar.

    Many who knew Left Yi Zhai were aware of his meticulous attention to his appearance and had never seen him in such a disheveled state. Given that he was a Yuanchuang-stage cultivator, the fact that he had been pushed to this extent showed just how formidable the underground palace was.

    Left I Zhai said nothing, releasing the pressure of his Yuanchuang stage, his expression cold as he looked at the people present.

    Seeing his appearance, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou immediately understood.

    It's likely that after Zuo Yizhai entered the underground palace, he used forceful means to break through the formations, which likely upset the little qilin.

    Since it was upset, it went all out to torment those who entered. A Yuanchuang stage cultivator being brought to such a state... It was clear that considerable effort went into building this underground palace when the Red Sun Villa was constructed. It was enough to allow the remaining spiritual essence of the qilin to torment everyone who entered.

    In comparison, Wei Qianli, also at the Yuanchuang stage, didn't look as disheveled.

    Wei Qianli stood to the side with the people from the Ten Directions Commerce. Those who knew him could keenly observe that a few members of the Ten Directions Commerce were missing. It didn't take much thought to deduce that they must have perished inside the underground palace.

    Seeing Zuo Yizhai suddenly make a move, Wei Qianli's eyes flickered slightly, but he did nothing.

    The oppressive pressure from the Yuanchuang stage lingered, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, easily breaking down the defenses in their minds.

    Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "Senior Zuo, what do you mean by this?" Despite their anger, they still respected his cultivation level and didn't show too much disrespect.

    Zuo Yizhai's gaze swept over the crowd in the plaza. When his eyes landed on Shi Wuming, he paused briefly before quickly looking away, saying indifferently, "I have no other intentions. I just want to have a chat with everyone."

    Though he spoke as if with good intentions, no one present was foolish. Why would they believe him?

    As expected, he continued, "I believe everyone has just come out of the underground palace and is aware of its situation. Those who entered know that it is related to the Red Sun Villa and involves the Red Sun Villa's inheritance... Unfortunately, before we found the inheritance, we were suddenly sent out."

    Upon hearing this, the cultivators felt a deep sense of regret.

    They hadn't expected the Red Sun Villa to conceal an underground palace. Despite being filled with qilin-related items and being quite hostile to them, there were also numerous valuable treasures.

    Unfortunately, before they found many, they were transported out. How could they accept this?

    Moreover, there were still three days before the hidden realm closed.

    The hidden realm wasn't closing, yet the underground palace suddenly ejected them. All present were seasoned in trials, so they understood that this situation suggested someone had obtained the inheritance of the underground palace, and having fulfilled its purpose, the palace ejected them.

    In an instant, everyone present vaguely understood Left Yizhai's intention.

    Left Yizhai smiled slightly, a charming and nonchalant smile, but his disheveled appearance added a sharp, icy edge typical of a Yuanchuang-stage cultivator.

    "Since you understand, hand over Red Sun Villa’s legacy," Left Yizhai said coldly.

    Hearing this, Wen Qiao couldn’t help but ask the qilin in her mind, "Are there other legacies of Red Sun Villa in the underground palace?"

    They had gathered quite a few valuable items in that bedroom hall, many of which were legacies of Red Sun Villa.

    "Yes, there are," the qilin flipped over in Wen Qiao's mind, turning into a round little qilin cub, happily running around, "The underground palace is vast. The cultivators who built the palace placed many valuable items inside. But the best items, I left for you in that bedroom hall."

    Wen Qiao instantly grasped the situation.

    The qilin had guided them into its domain, making their journey easier and avoiding many detours. The area they explored was less than one-tenth of the palace.

    The others were less fortunate. Because they were unfamiliar with the palace, they wandered aimlessly. Yet, even while wandering, they found numerous items. Furthermore, the builders had deliberately designed it as a place of inheritance, to conceal the qilin’s primordial spirit. Consequently, those who entered were misled into thinking the palace was the true inheritance site of Red Sun Villa.

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