Three days later, Shen Muzhi's injuries had mostly recovered, and he followed You Siqi into the underground palace.
The room filled with magical artifacts and divine weapons remained as it was, untouched. The artifacts, radiating potent spiritual energy, still floated idly in the center of the room, appearing exceptionally lonely.
Witnessing this scene, Shen Muzhi couldn't help but chuckle. He said, "When others discover magical artifacts and divine weapons in a secret realm or sacred land, they'd naturally choose these first. Our situation is quite peculiar; so many powerful items, yet no one even glances at them, left here unclaimed. I almost feel sorry for them."
Despite his words, his steps didn't lead him toward those rooms.
After all, in his opinion, Liu Buli wasn't the type to waste such treasures.
If the magical artifacts he saw were completely ignored, it could only mean they were problematic and not easily obtainable.
And indeed, the reality matched his thoughts. Upon hearing his remark, You Siqi glanced back at the artifacts. Then, he shook his head and said, "The magical artifacts are all fake, mere illusions. But if anyone tries to take them, a mechanism will be triggered, causing the entire underground palace to collapse."
Shen Muzhi's lips twitched. The answer was not far from his imagination, yet hearing You Siqi state it aloud still made him let out a soft tsk.
They knew the setup, navigating this underground palace as if reading a script, which was why they were indifferent to these artifacts.
But if it weren't for this knowledge, how many people could resist touching these treasures?
Any single one of them was undoubtedly priceless, capable of altering the current landscape of the cultivation world. The temptation was immense; perhaps no one would remain unmoved?
As Shen Muzhi pondered this, he took a few more steps forward and truly saw someone unmoved.
Yun Xiang was still seated in the initial room, diligently reading the books within.
Shen Muzhi curiously nudged You Siqi beside him and whispered, "In the novel you wrote, did she and I enter this underground palace together, and did someone eventually touch these artifacts, which is why you know it can collapse?"
You Siqi nodded.
Following his gaze towards Yun Xiang, he then provided an explanation: "In the novel, the one who touched the artifacts was you. Yun Xiang is uninterested in wealth or magical items. In her eyes, those things are no different from the ordinary utensils in her home, merely with a slightly more appealing sheen, not enough to tempt her into touching them."
Shen Muzhi awkwardly scratched his head.
Alright, this was also within his expectations.
Sensing his reluctance to continue the topic, You Siqi, with understanding, shifted the conversation. "Although the magical artifacts here cannot be used or taken, books and the like are accessible. Besides that dual cultivation manual, there are some excellent cultivation technique manuals here. You can learn them later; they are all suitable for you."
Hearing this, Shen Muzhi finally adjusted his expression, a smile appearing.
He was, after all, the male protagonist of this book, and every scene depicted by the author served him.
This feeling…
He was truly receiving a great deal of favoritism.
Though there were many manuals in this place, what Shen Muzhi truly cared about now was just one.
He figured they had waited three days, and even if Liu Buli and Lu Wuming had begun cultivating earlier, they should be nearing completion by now.
With this thought, the two walked to the end of the corridor.
There, they successfully found Lu Wuming sitting by the entrance to the room with the secret manuals.
Although he was alone, he lacked his usual madness and violence. Instead, his entire being exuded a sense of ease and joy.
This aura was normal in itself, but appearing on him was undeniably surprising.
Shen Muzhi curiously asked, "Wuming, why are you here alone? Where is your master?"
Lu Wuming raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Muzhi, uncharacteristically not retorting.
He merely gestured to the room behind him and said, "Master is still resting inside. Don't disturb him."
Shen Muzhi was puzzled. "Then you..."
"I was kicked out," Lu Wuming said, still with his usual proud demeanor. His gaze towards Shen Muzhi was filled with disdain. "When doing things like this, if you haven't been kicked out of the room a few times, can you even call yourself a man?"