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Afternoon.

The Immortal Venerate Palace has built a new medical establishment.

A group of Medical Fairies and other physicians were summoned to study the Ember virus and its compatibility with the ancient Sky Race natives, the infection rate on the Sky Race, the level of Realm impacted by the Ember...

This ancient Immortal Venerate’s morning hall has become their headquarters.

It’s also become a combat center, attracting bosses like sitting ducks for the final battle.

This is what they call waiting for a rabbit by the stump.

A tomb-raiding exploration game turned forcefully into a game of luring monsters to your door.

But this Immortal Palace is indeed a solid place for battles.

After a few rounds of combat, not even a stone or brick in the entire palace was damaged; it’s clearly very sturdy.

Super Beast Fighting Arena!

The blacksmiths weren’t thinking of venturing out.

The Food God, in charge of this battle’s command, has begun assembling a team for the second outing.

He led people through the Hall of History, reaching the outer labyrinth patrol zone, and found that those soldiers were still trying to capture them.

Bang bang bang!

A few blacksmiths instantly dropped dead.

Frightened, they retreated back into the Hall of History.

Watching from a distance as the patrolling wild monsters passed by, the Food God analyzed:

"We still can’t get out, even though we’ve adopted the bloodline of this race, turned into new characters, the Void Children."

"Why are they still treating us as outsiders? Kong Jinghong can come and go as he pleases, but we Void Children can’t?"

Shao Chaikun rolled his eyes helplessly: "Can we not call ourselves that? I’ve never felt void since I was a child."

The Food God sighed: "It’s the mixed blood of the Sky Race, what more do you want? I think Void Children sounds pretty nice. After eating, you feel a bit empty, highlighting the essence of our cafeteria’s cuisine."

He happily poked fun at himself, "Can’t call ourselves Kidney Deficiency Children, maybe beautify it a bit, Saint Ruins Children sounds cool too?"

Su Yuniang watched these two bickering and felt they weren’t the least bit nervous about the next dungeon, sighing:

"Let’s talk business. We’ve become Void Children, but still can’t get out. It seems like our bloodline isn’t pure, and they don’t recognize us."

"Our Sky Race bloodline fools only mortals, like Kong Jinghong," the Food God said. "The Immortal Puppets trained outside regard us as fake with just a glance. Should we modify ourselves to purify our bloodline?"

"No, they definitively kill us now because they have no brains."

Su Yuniang said:

"Once we’ve developed a new type of Ember, these elite palace troops will come to life and gain intelligence... we can trick them by pretending to be mixed-blood descendants."

Everyone thought that made sense.

We Pseudo-Pseudo-Persons, let’s first train some skills, deceive the mortals first, then deceive the immortals later.

The entire tomb is our ancestral land!

Even so, they indeed couldn’t go out anymore.

They couldn’t force their way through.

So they could only wait for the rabbit by the stump, collect data with that turncoat Kong Jinghong outside, gather information on the tomb dungeon, and lure groups of mortals inside.

Engage each boss individually.

With the initial probing over, the intense and thrilling tomb raiding officially began.

The medical establishment coordinated with the Nine Chapters for an Ember study session, finding a nearly 50% survival rate of the Ember virus in the ancient race—the Sky Race.

After confirming no issues,

they called Kong Jinghong, instructing him to kill his peers infected with the virus; if they revived, bring them here to see the Immortal Venerate.

If they didn’t revive, kill the next one, until someone revived.

And so.

A guide led by an inside man unfolded.

Kong Jinghong kills outside, obtaining about 50% Ember drop rate, and brings the Ember here.

If anyone realized that these Immortal Venerates are fakes from "Little Leiyin Temple", they besiege the boss, stay overnight and load a previous save tomorrow!

They even shouted things like "What Immortal Venerate’s return? I’d rather handle it myself!"—a villainous and wicked slogan.

Momentum in abundance, unmatched boastfulness.

Eventually, Kong Jinghong genuinely brought ’devils’ into the village, luring them in one by one to kill.

Thus, in under half a day, Kong Jinghong’s pace accelerated, attracting one almost every half hour.

And the blacksmiths grew increasingly adept at battling bosses.

Initially, it took over twenty minutes to kill one, later just around ten minutes.

The overall strategy progress of the Immortal Venerate’s Imperial Mausoleum dungeon steadily advanced!

Throughout the first day of strategy implementation, 137 bosses entered.

Most were between the Three Elements Realm~Self-Transformation Realm, comprising family disciples from the city outside.

Out of the 137, thirty-two saw through their facade.

This resulted in over thirty boss battles that day.

Don’t think that’s few, it was actually exhausting.

Even the tirelessly devoted blacksmiths couldn’t handle more than two or three and handed the task to novices, retreating to Sword Casting Manor for rest, and dutifully went back to brick-moving tasks.

Thus their cycle continued, as groups of blacksmiths took turns raiding this dungeon, and by day’s end, their gains were significant.

...

At night.

In the game forum.

A group of blacksmiths passionately discussed the day’s combat dungeon.

Ning Zheng skimmed through it, capturing the gist:

Combat, thrilling!

Farming is quite pleasant, but boss battles are the essence of the game.

Combat and the wild instinct have always been ingrained deep within the terrorized bipedal ape genes.

Crayon Shin-Chan: "Guys, I took down three today, primarily due to my efforts."

No Bedwetting at Nine Years Old: "Speaking of which, we might reduce the number of people tomorrow, to practice combat skills; crowding for attack lacks martial ethics."

Outrage of Man and God: "This planner understands us; this dungeon is practically a training ground, focusing on satisfaction, slash slash slash! Unrivaled mowing!"

Dizzy: "Nonsense, the ones being mowed down are us!"

Su Yuniang: "I guess we could still go at it for several days, lure monsters in to kill, thrilling!"

Medical Fairy: "Speaking of, Dizzy, how’s your Realm at Xirong Academy? Feels like you’ve been quiet for a while."

Dizzy: "I’m quite speechless; this Ember baby of mine is quite timid, definitely not a qualified baby; it goes to work daily from nine to five, even as it nears Self-Transformation Realm! Yet it still obediently works, I’m thinking of writing a book, this transmigrator Dizzy is clearly very strong but far too cautious."

Immortal Aunt: "Self-Transformation Realm already? Oh, Ghost King, that’s normal speed, particularly amid today’s primitive tribe explosion in the new era."

Medical Fairy: "Well, it’s decent. Guarding the rear at Xirong Academy, we’re truly the top force of the Nine-State, no one dares to provoke us."

Su Yuniang: "Heh! What’s that compared to us? My sister, Sun Moon Lord, has already reached Self-Transformation Realm, undergoing Tribulations, and she’s formidable, having passed two or three already."

Yan Shuangying: "So fast?"

Su Yuniang: "Our manor has great resources. Who is Sun Moon? Urging Virtue, Star-Forming River!

Within her body, fostering seven attributes of Seven Colors Firewood, achieving Enlightenment, seven Xin Xichen’s delight!

Then advancing, engaging with seven-attribute Phoenix Flame, fearlessly charging Rrealm! Seven Phoenix Yi’s happiness!

She’s also got the Treasure Lotus Lamp, spending tens of millions of Qi Fortune Value daily to bless herself. Do you understand what tens of millions mean? Seven billion Night Emperor’s joy!"

Medical Fairy: "Wow, so rich! When will we, Sword Fairy, begin our ascension?"

Su Yuniang: "We’re not rich, it’s all loans, provided by public resources. As the manor’s Sun and Moon Guardian God, we need a supreme one.

Jiucai Rong and others discussed that the combat power for the new map must be top-notch; we need an Immortal Venerate-like presence, and must be of the highest standard, our perfectionism insists on flawlessness!"

Everyone agreed with this sentiment.

Even as a neutral commercial power, they must have a protector, otherwise, they’d be devoured by famished wolves.