On the other side, inside the ancient tomb.

To look smart, wear mourning clothes.

Su Yuniang donned a white prison uniform and felt not only smart but as if she was paying tribute— paying tribute to the Lord of the Manor, the three ancestors, and the old steward...

"This dungeon is interesting!"

She leaned against the railing, observing her surroundings.

Night fell quickly; at this time, Sword Casting Manor usually started their celebratory bonfire party.

But here in the prison, shouldn't it be meal time?

I wonder how they serve food.

Is it delivered to individual cells or do we go to the prison cafeteria?

She observed for quite a while, lamenting that the prison layout, reminiscent of the government's design, was quite reasonable.

She was located in the female prison section.

Surrounded by other females, looking pure and innocent, pitifully charming.

She even spotted a beast-eared lady of mixed demon race descent.

Furry round rabbit tail, fox-eared girl, a little girl with bear paws.

All sorts of beautiful, youthful, and alluring girls.

Oh my god!

Is this paradise?

This card pool is extremely high quality!

Su Yuniang naturally discovered a true face, which was noticed by the female prisoner in the neighboring cell, revealing she wasn't the real person.

With the help of Shadow Spirit Rice she brought, along with the jailbreak rhetoric, she successfully befriended the female prison inmate next door, extracting quite a few clues.

"Cover for me, I'll definitely get you out."

"Rest assured, we have a professional jailbreak team, guarantees everyone gets out, not a shred left behind!"

Su Yuniang kept instilling thoughts into the female prisoner next to her.

This prison conducts regular labor reform: collective activities heading to the so-called manufacturing zone.

Pills, paper talismans, iron forging, planting...

This must have been the government's prison rules before.

Indeed, no matter what world you are in, they won't support a group of laborers for free; you'd be sewing in prison, especially considering they are valuable cultivators.

This prison must be stacked with many ghostly-made magical artifacts, various materials, and resources.

This made Su Yuniang cry out in waste.

Living prisons are one thing; the items manufactured in these dead prisons are too tainted for living people to use.

Waste!

The pills, talismans, magical artifacts they produce are highly polluted.

Actually, this is the status of most tombs; the burial items, nether artifacts, obtained during a tomb raid are heavily cursed.

You have to use special means to cleanse these nether artifacts so that living people can use them... but the resource loss ratio is severe.

At this moment.

Based on the female prisoner's description, inmates here comprise 90% women, with the remaining 10% being demon beasts and male prisoners.

Of those 90% women, beast-eared ladies make up 30%, all captured from various wild tribes... after all, human residential areas only account for one-tenth.

Aside from beast-eared ladies, most of the human race female prisoners have the beautiful housewife attribute.

Su Yuniang remarked.

Really quite fun!

Building a prison for your family's ancestors?

I hold back from exposing you.

You're constructing a harem here.

This city guard plays so daringly, huh, doesn't love good families, just loves female prisoners.

All of them with that Cao attribute.

Still the same: the burial items in the tomb are far richer and more comfortable than you, a living person, by countless times.

But being dead, can you still do that kind of thing between men and women?

Su Yuniang inquired.

Impossible.

Essentially soul bodies.

But the logic before death is followed.

Just like with Ning Jiaojiao, Embers, and Su Yuniang, they mess with blankets, pull warm heating pipes, do they really need to survive winter?

No.

They just maintain the logic from before death, feeling they need it.

"So, that huge harem of his is probably just for looks, right?" Su Yuniang sighed, "And pretending he can still manage..."

Wait.

She suddenly sensed something was off.

Thinking you're still capable after death means you'll be here periodically to check on the female prisoners.

Su Yuniang was shocked: with my beauty like a flower, wouldn't I be very risky?

No, he prefers housewives, I'm fine, my twin ponytail youthful, invincible, beauty attribute doesn't match, I should be fine... right?

But I need to log off at eight o'clock.

During sleep, nothing will happen, right?

Various script scenarios suddenly popped into her mind, seizure...

"No, no, Green Hat Manor can't be trusted lightly, to protect my integrity, I must safeguard myself."

She said, proceeding to commit suicide on the spot, blood spilling everywhere.

The [audience perspective] group preparing to log off at seven o'clock was also stunned.

"What's she doing?"

"Revulsion, she's staging a locked-room murder case here, trying to frame someone as the killer?"

"Hahaha, she's afraid of the city guard, attacking the prison overnight."

"She's assuming the body can't be heated anymore."

"What are you thinking, the scent of blood has already stirred all the surrounding eerie ghosts, do you think any of them can be left behind?"

"This is called 'can kill but not humiliate'.

Everyone chatted noisily, finding the dungeon extremely realistic.

A little indecent.

Yet, this indecency, in contrast, appeared incredibly real.

If burial items don't find a bunch of pretty convicts, can you really call them burial items?

Soon, after committing suicide, Su Yuniang just happened to log in, casually posted a quick rant on the forum:

[Pure Love War God, sternly condemn this ancient tomb dungeon, suggest sending a cross-dressing man, city guard appears, could pick up soap.]

All sorts of chaotic replies emerged.

"I can do this."

"I'd like to try it."

"Angry chill cold! Can men stand up, why not buy male burial items."

"Otherworld cultivators truly know how to enjoy, even after death, they have a harem of beauties three thousand strong, for burial."

"Pah, I also had three thousand harems in life."

"What do you know, back then I was busy cultivating, where was the time to play around like that? It was probably all hard cultivation, only enjoying life after death."

"This is truly making money in life and taking it to the grave to enjoy after death."

Many people cursed the pervy City Guard, furiously criticizing him.

Everyone thought it was a proper prison layout; unexpectedly, it turned out to be a pleasure-filled burial-style prison, with inmates so enchanting and charming.

Ning Zheng wasn't surprised to see this scene.

They were simply making a fuss over nothing.

It was never a proper prison, just a burial-constructed prison.

Who buys products and doesn't buy the good-looking ones?

Ning Zheng ignored them, calmly cultivated, then went to sleep, maintaining ample energy and a good daily routine.

After all, the manor has been quite busy lately.

...

The next day.

Sword Casting Manor.

Last night's heavy snow had stopped, covering the ground with a thick layer, turning all buildings white.

A group of blacksmiths received the morning task of snow clearing, frantically shoveling snow, bustling with activity.

"I'm back." Su Yuniang marched in.

Everyone heard that Su Yuniang revived and directly quit the instance.

Mudworker had just crawled out of bed, listless and bored: "Welcome."

Jiucai Rong: "Hmm, would you like to take on today's task?"

Food God: "Sorry, you've already died once, so you can't go to the mines anymore, we can replace you."

Although Su Yuniang's withdrawal affected everyone's instance progress.

But no one felt it was a problem.

Everyone was quite understanding.

It seemed like it was time to run.

Just complaining that this game is too toxic, and Pure Love Warriors indeed need to be guarded against this.

Moreover, after a round of discussion, they planned to place Shao Chaikun, in disguise as a woman, to substitute and execute the infiltration mission.

Shao Chaikun struck a fancy pose, boasting: "I guarantee to complete the task, if the City Guard arrives, just watch how I handle him!"

"You always brag so loudly but run the fastest," the Medical Fairy murmured, "Before you even said you loved the River Demon sleeping bag the most, yet once I finished making it, you were the first to run away."

Shao Chaikun defensively said: "I wasn't afraid of the River Demon, it's just that the sleeping bag was too ugly."

The Medical Fairy coldly laughed, "Now that you're disguised as a woman, shall we arrange a bladder surgery for you? The owner of that tomb will surely be swept off their feet, spotting you among all the beauties and ensuring you become the harem's lord."

Shao Chaikun toughened up:

"Even with my ordinary looks, I can stand out, did you think I watched palace dramas for nothing? Please call me Niu Huluo Zhenhuan Kun!"

No one paid attention to him.

Because the old steward arrived.

Ning Zheng entered the manor gate and said: "Today let's be cautious, don't let anything big happen."

Embers, Jiucai Rong, and others nodded in agreement.

"Another beautiful day, let's head out!" Ning Zheng waved everyone off, looking forward to chatting with Shi Youxing and others.

After all, the manor was quite dull.

Blacksmiths, Ning Jiaojiao, Su Yuniang...

Encountering these folks daily, none of them were normal?

Finally meeting some serious people, it's only natural to sit down, chat, and hear some interesting stories and gossip to broaden one's knowledge.

They praised each other's family youths, and although Ning Zheng felt somewhat awkward when they praised the blacksmith's achievements.

Anyway, both sides are allies now, in a honeymoon phase.

Digging tombs and such, it's all about luck.

whether it'll happen or not, Ning Zheng doesn't care, trusting the blacksmiths will do it right.

...

...

Through the Teleportation Array, deep within the snow mountain.

The next day of brick-laying life began again in an ordinary morning.

Ning Zheng led the team, both parties sat down to discuss, exchanging information.

Shi Youxing walked over, handed a Copper Mirror to Shao Chaikun, and said, "I just heard, the woman you infiltrated last night died."

"She died gloriously." A group of blacksmiths immediately straightened up, "Died heroically."

Embers, Jiucai Rong stepped forward, "Even though she sacrificed, we won't give up, we've already prepared to send a second person as an inmate to infiltrate."

Shi Youxing wasn't pretentious, nodded, "Nine deaths and one life, but I trust you."

"This is a Projection Mirror, you can project the surrounding scenes, we can assist you from afar."

Clearly full of sincerity.

The inside of the prison is incredibly important.

Only this way can we write a construction team's proof.

The blacksmiths prepared themselves, getting ready to continue yesterday's tomb expedition.

With the previous experience, this time was still thrilling but safe, sneaking through dark tunnels, successfully swapping Shao Chaikun in.

This process took only about an hour and a half.

But afterward, the blacksmiths retreated, not delving deeper, just moving around other perimeter areas, doing brickwork and digging.

Shao Chaikun in his female disguise entered the cell, succeeding Su Yuniang, spending three to four hours exploring, subtly probing, gathering plenty of prison information, such as the daily shifts of the Prison Guards and even the names of inmates.

And today, Shi Family cultivators didn't even enter the tomb.

They began studying imitation, disguising as the construction team's Spiritual Roots, form, habits, rehearsing outside to achieve total authenticity.

Ning Zheng watched this bustling scene of mutual efforts, grinning: "Both sides are working on their assigned tasks."

"Everything is progressing the tomb-raiding project in an orderly manner," Shi Youxing smiled, "It seems our younger members from both sides have become familiar with each other after a few days of interaction."

Ning Zheng also smiled, insincerely saying: "These young people are our family's future hope, it's good to have more exchanges."

In the mine tunnel.

Digging bricks while chatting.

Someone asked: "Fatty Zhu, how's the brick-laying today?"

Fatty Zhu bashfully scratched his head, "After becoming skilled, today I feel like I can do more, sleep soundly too. Truly the survival methods taught by everyone are extremely practical, and this will be the core spirit of my entire Demon Cultivator life, I'll apply it lifelong!"

"Keep up the good work!"

The group continued moving in and out of the tomb tunnel.

There were even more people setting up stalls.

Selling various goods, already forming a small marketplace comprising five Demon Cultivator families.

This scene reminded the temporary medical clinic's Medical Fairy of military training at school, with several instructors leading teams in work, each rehearsing.

This collaborative tomb raid somewhat resembled university military training.

"Want a bite? This is a specialty from our place." Shi Youxing walked with Ning Zheng in the marketplace, picking up a grilled fish.

"Of course." Ning Zheng checked the Qi Fortune Value, found it was fine, accepted it, continued chatting, and walking around.

He was somewhat moved, finally not wandering a Ghost Market.

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