Looking at his crazy back as he rummaged through the corpses, everyone showed looks of sympathy.
Suddenly, he felt something nudge him, ever so carefully, like a tiny stick. His eyes bloodshot, he paused his movements and roared, "Get out of here!"
However, the thing behind him nudged him again, as if it wasn't aware of his raging emotions. This made him even angrier.
He whipped around sharply and saw the little girl who had come with Mu Yijie, smiling at him.
Looking at that delicate and cute face, he didn't feel the admiration he usually did. With a dark scowl, he said menacingly, "You'd better really have something to say."
"Are you very busy right now?" Yong Shanling asked curiously as she glanced at the pile of corpses in front of him. This guy wouldn't have some strange fetish, would he?
If he was looking for survivors, he could just sense the surrounding auras to tell if there were any living people. But here he was, rummaging through them like a mortal. He must have some strange fetish, like necrophilia or something. Yong Shanling let her imagination run wild in her mind.
Ye Sen had no idea that in just a short while, he had become a strange necrophiliac in Yong Shanling's mind.
"Speak up if you have something to say!" he gritted out. If it weren't for the fact that this little girl had contributed a lot in the previous battle, he would have slapped her away.
"Uh, why are you so fierce? Your younger brother is with me," Yong Shanling said innocently. Then she released her Liuling Doll. The Liuling Doll bounced up and down like a real person and walked up to the two of them.
With a wave of his hand, several people flew out of his sleeve.
"A Qiankun Pouch in the Sleeve. Girl, your Liuling Doll is almost as good as a real cultivator," Fatty Wang said with great interest as he squatted beside the Liuling Doll, looking at the little figure with curiosity.
The Liuling Doll was a type of puppet technique. It was a puppet refined from meteorites from outer space and various top - grade materials. After continuous nurturing, it would eventually become like a real cultivator. It had simple intelligence but couldn't grow. It could also be said to be another external incarnation of a cultivator.
A powerful Liuling Doll could even perform various spells like a real cultivator, and Yong Shanling's Liuling Doll could already use a Qiankun Pouch in the Sleeve like a real cultivator.
"Otherwise, sell it to me. I'll offer 1,000 top - grade spirit stones," Fatty Wang said with a smile, looking at Yong Shanling.
Yong Shanling shook her head repeatedly. "No way. Little Ling Doll is someone I've nurtured little by little since I was a kid. It's like family to me. I won't sell it to you."
Hearing her refusal, Fatty Wang didn't say any more. After all, if he really wanted one, he could get it, but it would be a bit troublesome.
"Ye Lin, you're alive. That's great," Ye Sen rushed forward and immediately recognized his younger brother. He hugged him tightly in his arms, crying.
"Brother, if you don't force me to take over the family business or force me to practice cultivation in the future, I'll be even happier," came a weak voice slowly. Looking at his usually steady elder brother crying like this, a flicker of guilt flashed in his eyes.
Hearing his unlucky younger brother's words, a vein on Ye Sen's forehead throbbed. Still not practicing cultivation! He was almost drained dry by others, and he was still so unmotivated.
He angrily raised his hand, wanting to give his unlucky younger brother a rap on the head, but looking at his wounds all over his body and his pale face, he finally just let out a deep sigh.
"You don't have to worry about the family business, but you must practice cultivation. Do you want to be at others' mercy like this again?" he said with a dark face as he carried his younger brother on his back. If it weren't for his injuries, he would have given him a good beating.
Ye Lin leaned on Ye Sen's shoulder. There was no longer the arrogance on his face that he usually had. He had become much more steady. He let out an almost inaudible grunt.
Once, relying on the fact that he was from the Ye family and having a large number of guards and maids around him, he had done nothing but bully people, eat, drink, and have fun all day long.
It wasn't until this time that he realized that in the cultivation world, only strength could allow you to do what you wanted.
If you were arrogant without strength, you were just waiting to be trampled to death.
"Little girl, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have died here today," he said with a forced smile, still carrying a bit of a rascally air as he endured the pain in his body.
"It's okay. I just sent Little Ling Doll to see which ones were alive and brought them back if they were. It's just that you guys have strong vitality. I'm actually quite surprised that it was so easy to bring you back," Yong Shanling said, resting her chin on her hand. She thought that the person they talked about wasn't as powerful as they said. Otherwise, how could he not have noticed her Liuling Doll?
Maybe that person's cultivation wasn't that high. Yong Shanling made this judgment directly.
The other humans and spirit beasts who had been rescued also came over one by one to thank Yong Shanling. They had seen the miserable state of the others, so they were even more grateful to this savior.
Yong Shanling looked at them with a smile. "It's what I should do. I was just giving it a try. In the end, it's just your good luck."
"Not at all. Even if we were lucky, if you hadn't tried, how could we be standing here?"
"Yes, yes. Fellow Daoist, may I ask where your residence is? After I return home, I will surely send you generous rewards," one of the spirit beasts that had transformed from plants said gratefully to Yong Shanling.
"Yes, Fairy. After we return, we will surely send you generous rewards. We can never repay your life - saving grace!"
The others and the spirit beasts all swarmed up, asking about her residence and desperately wanting to repay her kindness.
"Fellow Daoists, there's no need to give me gifts. Let's just be friends," Yong Shanling said indifferently, waving her hand. She really had never lacked cultivation resources. Usually, she only lacked things for array formation and things for her uncle's alchemy. But they could find these things themselves, so there was no need for these people to send them.
Seeing that she really didn't want the gifts, they respected her even more. At such a young age, she wasn't tempted by external things. Her character was truly good, and she was really worth making friends with.
The cultivators all exchanged contact information with Yong Shanling. As for the humans, they originally wanted to repay her too, but the other cultivators told them that their memories had to be erased after they returned. So they protested one by one, asking to keep the fact that Yong Shanling was their savior.
The cultivators looked at each other and then agreed.
They searched the scene, dug a big pit to bury the severed limbs and arms, completely destroyed the dungeon, and then left.
The surviving cultivators had more important things to do. They had to search for dungeons like this all over the world.
This must not be the first one, nor would it be the last.