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Jiu Li’s face remained utterly expressionless, her eyes still carrying that primitive purity everyone had come to recognize.

Yet, with nonchalance, she dropped a bombshell.

Bat Island?! This place is actually Bat Island?!

Bat Island—known in recent years as the most infamous and enigmatic offshore den of vice in the martial world—was ruled by a mysterious figure nicknamed “Young Master Bat.”

Unfortunately, no one could say for certain where Bat Island was located, nor could anyone reveal the true identity of Young Master Bat.

Chu Liuxiang’s voyage was precisely to uncover the secrets of Bat Island!

The story began with Master Ku Mei of the Mount Hua Sect renouncing his monastic vows.

After leaving the monastery, Master Ku Mei was taken away by a guide from Bat Island—it seemed he renounced his vows to conceal his identity and to investigate Bat Island.

But what exactly was he investigating?

Following this thread, Chu Liuxiang discovered something intriguing: Madame Jin’s thirty-ninth granddaughter, known in the martial world as the “Fire Phoenix,” Miss Jin Lingzhi, could perform the secret Mount Hua technique—the Thirteen Breezes of the Clear Wind.

One must understand that the core technique of the Thirteen Breezes was known only to Master Ku Mei. The heart of the technique had been stolen and, astonishingly, a young girl with no ties to Mount Hua was able to wield it. What did this mean?

Consider again why Bat Island had become famous.

Because anything could be bought or sold there.

There were no taboos!

So, had Jin Lingzhi acquired the Thirteen Breezes on Bat Island? What terrifying implications lurked behind the notion of buying and selling anything? What dreadful power?

Master Ku Mei came to investigate Bat Island.

Chu Liuxiang came to investigate Bat Island.

And the silent, ruthless assassin known as “Crimson Point of Central Plains” also sought Bat Island—what was his purpose? Was he there to trade lives, to ply his deadly craft?

What happened next needs little explanation.

Ding Feng, the Bat Island guide, rigged their ship with massive explosives and blew it to pieces. The survivors drifted in the sea, scattered by the disaster, eventually cast onto a desolate island, uncertain when they would return to the Central Plains.

And now, Jiu Li shockingly revealed—it was Bat Island!

Chu Liuxiang’s gaze snapped up, locking onto Jiu Li, voice sharp with disbelief: “Jiu Li, what did you say?!”

The three pixelated little figures suddenly had exclamation marks floating above their heads—including the ever-grim Princess Snow White Crimson Point!

Alas, their reactions were still too restrained; none leapt up in shock as often seen in the game itself.

The player felt regret.

As for why these three reacted so strongly to the words “Bat Island”… don’t rush; obviously, the plot thickens.

—Chu Liuxiang is skeptical of your claim. What will you do now?

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A. Tell them you’re joking—it’s really Hawaii.

B. I have proof this is Bat Island!

Choose B decisively!

Jiu Li raised her eyes—

She met Chu Liuxiang’s gaze; reflected in her eyes was the bronze-skinned man whose expression had changed—the spring breeze smile had vanished.

At this moment, people realized that when this roguish man did not smile, his lips curved with a certain coldness.

Jiu Li said calmly, “Follow me.”

She stood, disregarding the rain outside, and stepped out, heading towards another entrance of the bamboo dwelling.

The plants by the entrance were cleverly arranged, subtly forming a Ba Gua formation’s life-and-death transformations—quite concealed. Without Jiu Li leading, escaping through this hidden path would be difficult.

At the path’s end stood a towering cliff.

A dark cave mouth yawned silently on the cliff face like a pitch-black eye, silently observing them—

For some reason, Chu Liuxiang felt a faint foreboding swell within him.

As Jiu Li continued toward the cave, Chu Liuxiang suddenly moved like a wisp of smoke, swiftly intercepting the silver-haired woman.

At that moment, bats shrieked as they flew out!

They came straight at them!

These black, grotesque creatures seemed spawned from the depths of hell!

Was their sole purpose to spread fear and misfortune?

Then, from behind him, Jiu Li’s voice rang out.

“This is why… this place is called Bat Island.”

Her voice was indifferent and calm, carrying a quiet certainty.

This mysterious woman on the deserted island was simple and pure, yet harbored secrets—she walked without flushing or panting, clearly possessing internal martial arts. Yet Chu Liuxiang, having observed her these past days, had found no trace of martial skill… Her silver hair—news often spread in the martial world of cultivators suddenly turning white overnight from a cultivation mishap…

What was her connection to Bat Island?

Why did she live alone there, braving the elements, sleeping beneath the sky and on the earth?

Chu Liuxiang suddenly realized that learning this was Bat Island only deepened the mystery, making the situation more inscrutable.

Fortunately… the answer—or part of it—was hidden in this dark cave.

Perhaps it led to another wondrous underground world, the true heart of the mysterious den of vice.

Chu Liuxiang reached into his robe and drew out a homemade firestarter, gently blowing to rekindle its sparks.

Jiu Li watched the firestarter with apparent interest.

Chu Liuxiang had no time for such trivialities; he stepped forward, ready to enter the cave.

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But someone moved faster than him!

A black figure shot forward like an arrow, flashing into the cave.

It was Crimson Point of Central Plains!

Since arriving on the island, he had shown another side of a famed assassin—pragmatic, mature, cooperative.

But this meant nothing; he and Chu Liuxiang were merely allies—only allies. He came and went as he pleased; Chu Liuxiang could not command him. When he had his own plans, he cared little for others’ thoughts or actions.

He wanted to uncover Bat Island’s secrets—he was no coward to hide and reap benefits from behind others.

With a leap, he entered the cave, where countless bats with blood-red eyes fixed on him from the smooth ceiling! He landed steadily on the ground—

“Plop!”

Erm… on a floor that was too soft?

Crimson Point: “…………”

Chu Liuxiang: “…………”

Zhang San: “…………”

Chu Liuxiang stepped in with a “plop” as well, the faint glow from his firestarter illuminating the cave.

It was an empty cave, save for bats hanging from the ceiling and the overly soft soil beneath.

Strange rain fell from the bats onto the soft earth.

Jiu Li suddenly produced a stone axe from somewhere, carefully scooping up soil.

Chu Liuxiang asked, “Jiu Li, what is this?”

Jiu Li replied cheerfully, “The raw material for making luminous sand!”

She thought a moment, then added seriously, “It’s a special medicinal herb from the island! Come help me collect it.”

Crimson Point: “…………”

Chu Liuxiang: “…………”

Zhang San: “…………”

So, that’s why you think this place is called Bat Island?!

Veins bulged on Crimson Point’s forehead, throbbing heavily.

Chu Liuxiang stood frozen for a long moment, then touched his nose and sighed deeply.

“I was really foolish. Truly.”

…And after saying Jiu Li’s eyes were as pure as a primitive’s, what does that make me for fully believing her nonsense? A fool, perhaps?