Chapter 32

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Wujie arrived at the well's entrance, placed the two pieces of jade into the basket, and then climbed in, pulling the rope to slowly ascend.

This morning, he had been busy listening to stories, which delayed him quite a bit. It was already past noon, and it was time to finish work and find something to eat.

Every day, he bustled about like a bird, working tirelessly just to fill his stomach.

In a moment, the basket reached the ground. He secured the rope, removed the jade, untied the rope, and then carried the stones to the bamboo shed to report.

Day after day, the situation remained the same.

Just as Wujie finished, a familiar figure blocked his path.

"You cannot leave before the end of the workday!"

The figure that appeared like a ghost was Mushen. He had his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with an indescribable coldness!

Wujie's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned to say, "I didn't leave without permission, I had a prior agreement..."

Under the bamboo shed, two elders, Xiangrong and Goujun, sat in silence, one sullen and the other indifferent, clearly unwilling to get involved.

Wujie inwardly cursed and then clasped his hands together, "Manager Mu, I'm afraid of you. I'll go back down the well, okay?"

Mushen interrupted, "You have violated the rules of the Jade Well Peak. How can you be easily forgiven?"

Wujie stared in disbelief, "When did the rules of the Jade Well Peak change? I didn't know about it!"

Mushen sneered, "Ha! I say they changed, and they did. It's not too late for you to know now!"

Wujie wanted to argue but was speechless. He looked at the two managers in the bamboo shed who were pretending to be deaf and dumb, and then at the valley, feeling a wave of despair and helplessness.

That guy has no good intentions; he set a trap here! With no way out, do I have to just accept my fate?

Wujie's thoughts raced, and he panicked, "What do you want? In broad daylight, you can't act recklessly..." His words were firm, but his feet were moving backward.

Mushen slowly approached, his voice laced with a strange allure, "Friend Wu, don't be afraid! I'll just bind you for half a day as a minor punishment..."

Just a minor punishment? If I believe you, I'll be a ghost before I know it!

Wujie smiled at the approaching Mushen and waved his hand as if to speak. Seizing the moment when Mushen hesitated, he turned and ran, dashing into the cave he had come from, jumping into the basket and falling straight down the well. When he landed with a "splash," he was dazed but scrambled to his feet. After a few staggering steps, he slapped his forehead in regret.

In the cave, there were five entrances. Four of them were the tunnels where the disciples mined jade. Regardless of their length, they all had an end. If blocked by Mushen, it would be like a fish in a barrel, inviting trouble.

What should I do? Who left me with no way to escape...

At the same time, a figure floated down the well, a sinister and triumphant voice echoing, "Hmph! You can't escape from my hands!"

Wujie didn't dare to look back and rushed to the nearest entrance, pushing aside the rubble and leaping in. As he tumbled and got up, his heart tightened.

He remembered Zongbao saying that among the five entrances, only this one was dangerous and could cost him his life. He didn't know the details.

After passing the entrance, there was nothing unusual.

A tunnel led into the dark depths.

The heavy footsteps "thumped" as they broke the silence, heading into the unknown.

Wujie took out a pearl to light the way and ran wildly. After about a hundred feet, the tunnel turned right. He followed the turn, glanced back, and saw a dark shadow approaching. He shouted in fear and threw his hand back, "Borrow the power of heaven and earth, command—"

Mushen was chasing urgently and, caught off guard, hurriedly activated his protective magic. The object hit and bounced back, rolling on the ground. He took a few steps forward and examined it, unable to suppress a growl. It was just a piece of cooked meat, and he had treated it like a major threat!

Wujie was running happily when he suddenly heard a "splash" of water. He ignored it, leaping and flailing his limbs, crossing the water in the tunnel. His awkward appearance was like a panicked frog, moving alone in the dark stream, with no way out.

He then turned left, and the ground gradually sloped downward. After another hundred feet, the tunnel opened up.

Wujie stumbled a few steps, stopped, and looked around, feeling stunned.

It was an underground cave, about ten to fifteen feet high and wide, entirely made of white jade, with visible mining marks. The jade glowed, making the surroundings as bright as daylight. In the center stood a white jade pillar, about six to seven feet thick, reaching from the ground to the ceiling, supporting the entire cave. In the corners were abandoned tunnels, and on the ceiling were stalactites, with water dripping on the ground...

Wujie didn't have time to look around, his heart sinking.

What he feared had come true. The cave was sealed with no way out, a dead end! It was like a rat in a metal bucket, with no place to hide! And that guy, why couldn't he hear any sound of pursuit?

Wujie turned back in despair and jumped in fright.

In the tunnel he had come from, a figure floated in, feet not touching the ground. The pale face and sinister smile were like a nightmarish ghost, terrifying to the extreme!

Wujie ran, wanting to get as far away as possible. The shallow water on the jade floor splashed with each step, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but with much more panic and awkwardness. He was about to pass the stone pillar in the center when, still a few feet away, he leaned against it, as if drunk and unable to control himself. Realizing the situation, he couldn't react, and in a panic, he spread his hands and clung to the pillar, struggling to turn around and lean against it, unable to move.

He vaguely felt a powerful, invisible force from the pillar, tightly binding him and tearing at his limbs and body...

"Friend Wu, you can't escape from my hands! This is your destiny, and I, Mushen, am your nemesis!"

At that moment, Mushen appeared in the cave.

Seeing Wujie leaning against the pillar, wide-eyed and speechless, he thought Wujie was scared stiff. Feeling triumphant, he couldn't help but mock, "Ha, you chose a good place. It's secluded and undisturbed, perfect for a lonely ghost!" He looked around and stepped forward, "Considering our past, I'll have some fun with you!"

Wujie couldn't move, feeling a heavy sense of death. The invisible force from the pillar, though unseen and intangible, was like a ruthless sword, rushing into his body, destroying and devouring, and taking away the life from his limbs. He wouldn't last long before turning into a corpse.

This is really the end. I don't even need Mushen to do anything to die!

Dying is one thing, but to suffer like this at the end, heaven is blind! It's a pity I haven't avenged my family, and I haven't met Fairy Ziyun. I die so unjustly, so tragically, so pitifully...

Wujie spread his legs, extended his arms, and leaned his head against the pillar, like a lamb awaiting slaughter, with a tragic air. Just as he was waiting to die, the situation seemed to change.

The invisible force had filled his body, about to destroy all the life within, but suddenly stopped, then slowly receded, gathered in one place, and gradually disappeared...

Mushen walked lightly, looking relaxed. A few feet away from the pillar, his enemy was doomed.

A mere mortal, a bookkeeper from a brothel, dared to challenge me, overestimating himself. No matter how cunning, he couldn't escape his fate!

Mushen was still gloating when he suddenly stumbled. His light steps became heavy, and an invisible, overwhelming force suddenly pressed down on him. His face changed, and he retreated to the cave entrance, looking around in panic and fear. It was as if he had been bitten by a venomous snake, undetectable, but his breath was already labored, and he might have been seriously injured!

Was it that boy's doing? No, the situation just now seemed to be caused by some unknown energy, perhaps related to the cave and the pillar.

Why hasn't anyone mentioned this strange place before?

Mushen was full of suspicion, his eyes flashing with hatred. After a moment, he slowly retreated...

At the same time, Wujie slowly slumped to the ground, leaning against the pillar. In a daze, all his strength seemed to have been drained. He was like a pile of mud, unable to support himself. His eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul. After a while, his eyes moved.

Where did Mushen go?

Wujie didn't care about Mushen and looked at himself. His buttocks and legs were immersed in the cold water. The helplessness he had felt earlier was gradually fading, but his limbs were still weak, like recovering from a serious illness.

What just happened? What occurred?

Wujie took a deep breath and closed his eyes, recalling everything that had happened.

In a vague memory, the pillar behind him contained a powerful, invisible force that could bind and kill. Just as he was waiting to die, the force suddenly receded, not disappearing but being attracted and gathered in one place. At that moment, all the pressure was suddenly lifted...

Wujie suddenly opened his eyes and reached into his chest, pulling out an object.

He remembered clearly that the force had been absorbed by this family heirloom short sword. Now, the rust on the sword was gone, the new leather scabbard and the gold and jade hilt were exquisitely crafted, and even holding it lightly, he could feel a sharp and fierce aura!

In a critical moment, this short sword helped again?

Wujie, though unsure of the reason, was secretly delighted. He tried to draw the sword with both hands but gave up in frustration. Perhaps he was still too weak to pull it out.

However, this treasure seemed to have a spirit. It changed after each protection, and he didn't know what it would become in the end! I don't ask for much, just help me deal with Mushen...

Wujie had narrowly escaped again and couldn't help but hope for more.

People are always greedy!

Feeling a bit of strength returning, he put down the sword and tried to stand up. The cold on his buttocks was uncomfortable. Before he could get up, the force that had disappeared suddenly returned, pulling him back and slamming him against the pillar with a "thud."

In shock, he suddenly realized and quickly reached for the short sword...

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