208: The Beginning of the Origin Realm

It wasn't that she changed her face quickly, but rather that by the time the scout team arrived, Jiao Xiao had already deduced the emergence of the Underworld.

Or rather, she had already known about 'this matter' in her heart as early as a year ago.

Ling Qi stood on her tiptoes and leaped lightly, instantly arriving in front of Jiao Xiao.

"Presumably, Clan Leader, you have been fighting us all along to use this as a way to demonstrate the Yin Jiao Clan's true strength and value!"

Hearing this, Jiao Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and her original arrogance completely vanished.

She said softly, "Just now, Jiao Xiao was indeed rude. If you all don't mind, why don't we enter the cave dwelling to discuss in detail?"

[Are we still going to keep fighting? This Old Lady's entire foundation is about to be wiped out!]

[I originally thought I'd show off a bit first as a token of allegiance, pretend to refuse a few times, and then naturally join the Underworld.]

[Who would have thought... *sob sob sob* X﹏X, this fight turned out to be so intense, completely exceeding expectations!]

[Now, even if the Yin Jiao Clan wants to act as laborers pulling carts, the Underworld might not even be willing to take us!]

[I told you so, we should have let Fourth Uncle Rong play the villain (/(°∞°)\).]

Horse-Face turned to look at the Secretary-General beside him and saw her signaling him with her eyes to remain calm for the time being.

[Let's see what tricks they have up their sleeves.]

So he quickly nodded to show he understood.

"Fine! We will follow the Clan Leader," Ling Qi said, pursing her lips.

"Everyone, please!"

"Mm!"

Ling Qi nodded slightly and stepped forward to follow Jiao Xiao, who was leading the way... The Yin Jiao Clan members stood in place, scratching their heads with bewildered expressions.

They really couldn't understand what their own Clan Leader was thinking; just moments ago, both sides were fighting fiercely and were locked in a stalemate.

How did they turn swords into plowshares and shake hands in the blink of an eye?

[Isn't it awkward?]

...Ling Qi and her group warily entered the range of Jiao Xiao's cave dwelling.

They turned left and right along the way, as if they were in a maze. A quarter of an hour later, an incredibly vast secret chamber appeared before them.

Jiao Xiao stepped forward and turned the Ciling Lock in front of the secret chamber door. With a "creak," the door slowly opened.

"Everyone, please move inside!" Jiao Xiao stood to the side.

As everyone walked into the secret chamber, they couldn't help but look at each other.

The furnishings in the room could be described as simple to the extreme; besides a white jade table emitting a warm luster, there was only a somewhat crude-looking Lounge Chair.

Just as Ling Qi approached the Lounge Chair, she suddenly heard a burst of faint, heart-racing, and decadent sounds coming from next door.

The sounds weren't loud, but in this quiet environment, they were exceptionally clear.

Ling Qi instinctively looked up at Jiao Xiao beside her.

She saw that Jiao Xiao's face instantly became a bit embarrassed, and a ripple appeared in her deep eyes.

Jiao Xiao bit her lower lip lightly, appearing to want to say something, but in the end, she only silently lowered her eyelids.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Before Jiao Xiao could explain, that decadent sound grew louder—interspersed with faint panting and coquettish groans.

Ling Qi couldn't help but frown. "The Yin Jiao Clan truly are people of passion..."

Before she could finish, Jiao Xiao's body shuddered violently, and her breathing stalled for a moment.

Her hand hanging at her right side unconsciously clenched into a tight fist, her nails digging deep into her palm, leaving a shallow blood mark.

In fact, even without guessing, Jiao Xiao knew very well in her heart exactly what those elders in the neighboring elder's room were up to at this moment.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Bastards!"

[A bunch of old lechers, absolutely detestable!]

[This Old Lady is working hard outside, and you lot are doing great, actually hiding in a secret chamber playing real-life PK!]

[Not including this Clan Leader, you are simply lawless!]

Ling Qi observed the Yin Jiao Clan Leader's reaction and realized she seemed to care quite a bit about this.

[Tsk! So she's a thousand-year-old virgin Yin Jiao!]

She asked mischievously, "Clan Leader, this is?"

Jiao Xiao let out a light breath and said with a bitter smile, "The elders next door are... practicing."

"Oh my, dragons are naturally lustful, aren't they?"

"The Yin Jiao Clan can also be considered to have the bloodline of the Torch Dragon."

"I see."

Ling Qi sat on the chair, her jade-white legs crossed, with one foot firmly on the ground.

"It hurts..."

"Third Elder... your tail..."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." Another round of entanglement.

Jiao Xiao's face suddenly seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, becoming frighteningly gloomy.

She hurriedly waved her hands and set up over a dozen soundproofing formations.

The formations flickered with faint light, intertwining to form a sturdy soundproof barrier.

Only then were the decadent sounds that made Demons blush and hearts race completely cut off.

However, her loss of composure lasted only for a brief moment before she returned to normal.

In the blink of an eye, she had regained her expression, showing no sign of anything unusual on her face, and solemnly changed the subject.

"After that earth-shattering God War, the gods went into seclusion one after another, entering the mysterious Source Realm plane."

"At the same time, the high-level members of the Demon race followed suit. However..." Speaking to this point, Jiao Xiao paused slightly, as if weighing her words.

"In reality, not all high-level members of the Demon race chose to follow the gods into the Source Realm plane. A portion of the high-level members who had disagreements resolutely stepped into the Demon domain."

Hearing this, Ling Qi couldn't help but frown slightly. She reached out to rub her fingertip, pretending to ask, "Oh? Why is that?"

"According to what this Clan Leader knows, it was to find a type of Divine Source Secret Crystal."

"Divine Source Secret Crystal?" Ling Qi curled her lips in satisfaction.

"That's right, a type of secret crystal that can maintain a deity's cultivation level and prevent it from declining." Jiao Xiao instead looked up at Ling Qi, her gaze holding a hint of hesitation.

Horse-Face, who had been sitting silently by the side, suddenly stood up with a "whoosh."

His face was full of anger as he slapped the table in front of him forcefully, causing the cups on the table to rattle.

He shouted angrily, "This is simply a pack of lies! How powerful and majestic are the gods? How could such an absurd thing as a decline in cultivation happen?"

Facing Horse-Face's questioning, Jiao Xiao did not back down at all. She let out a cold laugh and retorted, "If gods truly never suffered from cultivation decline, then why would they need to enter the Source Realm—a plane that is almost completely static compared to the outside world—and choose to fall into a long slumber?"

Immediately after, she curled her lips again, a slightly mocking expression appearing on her face.

"You should know that the Mercury Plane is a prime piece of land that many forces dream of!"

Her words were filled with contempt for those so-called gods.

Seeing Jiao Xiao's words becoming more and more outrageous, Ling Qi's expression changed. She hurriedly reached out and covered Jiao Xiao's mouth, saying sharply.

"Enough! Speaking too much about certain things will not bring you any benefit!"