Ye Jiuyou indeed has no sleeping quarters or Divine Hall, but at least there is a secluded sanctuary separated from the outside. The surrounding space is isolated with twisted space, leaving the internal space as a "Cave Mansion," which, in the words of mere mortals, is Ye Jiuyou's boudoir...

There are guards around the space, all withered corpses, some of which emit extremely strong energy. It is unknown which Ancient Demon Gods have been turned into Corpse Puppets by Ye Jiuyou, quietly guarding all four directions. Like the Duoluo Venerable and Xue Wu seen earlier, it's hard to tell how many of such caliber are here.

Thus, the environment adds a sinister and eerie aura on top of the existing gloom and silence, truly becoming the stronghold of a villain.

Even just from this tip of the iceberg, one can glimpse the hidden strength of Ye Jiuyou... The death of Destruction and Yin Kui and others is just a drop in the ocean to her. Maybe, death in her hands has never been just death, and after their demise, their corpses are reclaimed by her for reuse.

Those observing secretly, like Zhao Changhe and the others, couldn't help but shudder at the thought. These are her subordinates; if her enemies were to fall into her hands, it would truly be a case of wishing for life and death in vain, eternally falling into hell.

Breaking into such a place is no simpler than infiltrating the Night Palace before, perhaps even harder. After all, in such a place, Piaomiao's strength is severely limited. Fortunately, Zhao Changhe doesn't need to break in but instead uses the Soul Capturing Mirror to traverse space, avoiding all guards and reaching the interior directly.

"Ying Wu's Magic Skill is indeed handy, no wonder it's been so widely utilized these years," Zhao Changhe comfortably sat by a secluded pool, his large foot splashing in the water.

This place looks familiar; this pool is where he previously saw Ye Jiuyou bathing. It's evidently her most private place.

Cui Yuanyang was also sitting beside, washing her feet, astonished: "I thought this water was something special... it turns out to be so clear and comfortable, and filled with abundant Spiritual Energy. No wonder Ye Jiuyou bathes here; soaking here even aids in cultivation."

Piaomiao said: "This pool was famously known in the previous epoch, nurturing the innate Black Water Mystic Jiao. Every time it ventured into the mortal world, it left desolation for miles. Later, this Exotic Beast was personally slain by Ye Wuming, marking one of the most crushing defeats for Ye Jiuyou in her clashes with Ye Wuming... Afterward, the pool was purified, devoid of dark Silent Annihilation intent but retained the purest energy. Yangyang, if interested, could also bathe here; it would be quite beneficial."

Cui Yuanyang happily jumped in: "Just as well, I was feeling sticky, wanted a bath for a while now..."

Piaomiao turned her head, unable to bear watching.

Everyone is sticky... Yangyang can't be allowed to know this, who knows how she'd tease about the stickiness of the Void.

Zhao Changhe coughed twice and asked: "You weren't here during the Ancient Times, yet you seem familiar with these?"

"I, of course, know these wonders of heaven and earth, but as for what Ye Jiuyou later used it for, only you snooping around would know."

"..."

"However, the so-called purification, it's very likely that it's because Ye Jiuyou has been soaking and absorbing it over the years, and the dark energy has been completely absorbed by her. Her cultivation is different from ours; this kind of thing is extremely poisonous to us, but a great tonic for her. Conversely, the pure Spiritual Energy we favor might not appeal to her."

Listening, Zhao Changhe felt a bit uneasy. Sometimes he'd feel disoriented; even though knowing Ye Jiuyou is indeed such a villain with BOSS attributes, it doesn't match the charming and smiling face on the surface.

Piaomiao also mentioned, Ye Jiuyou of this epoch is smiling more and more, showing more expressions, which is vastly different from her previous understanding... Where exactly is the problem? Is it really because Ye Jiuyou is pursuing truth? Or is it because of the influence of the Soul Capturing Mirror?

Cui Yuanyang is saying: "To speak of Ye Jiuyou, she's no different from a reclusive cultivator, living so long without any enjoyment, what's the point of it all..."

Piaomiao said: "For the Innate Demon Gods, their very existence is merely the embodiment and representation of the Laws; in terms of personal desires, they indeed have very little... including me."

Cui Yuanyang sighed: "I always feel a bit sorry for you all."

Piaomiao: "..."

Seriously, an Imperial Realm Third Layer Ancient Demon God, pitiful? Little girl, do you even know what you're saying?

But looking back on the past, leaving aside whether it's pathetic, there's certainly nothing worth longing for.

While the sisters chatted, Zhao Changhe still remembered his purpose of coming to find Jiuyou's secrets. Standing up, he searched around. Indeed, Ye Jiuyou was truly like a reclusive cultivator, lacking all things a woman should have. After scouring the environment, there was no dressing table, no jewelry or ornaments. Reflecting on her appearance now, she was indeed dressed in black, nothing more, bare-faced.

In fact, there isn't even a change of clothes; she has only that set of Dark Robe since her birth, the value of which is not for looks.

Having scoured the entire perimeter of the pool, besides a conspicuously erected Soul Capturing Mirror and the pool water, there was truly nothing worth mentioning.

"Could it be she doesn't even collect treasures or medicinal herbs? Is this the so-called symbol of dark Silent Annihilation? So ridiculous." Zhao Changhe scratched his head incredulously: "Or is it that there's another place for storing treasures?"

"Brother Zhao, come and see, what's this?" Cui Yuanyang, bathing in the pool, suddenly shouted: "Isn't there writing on the stone by the poolside?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Zhao Changhe was taken aback, quickly ran over, and touched the stone slab on which Cui Yuanyang's head was resting. There indeed seemed to be strange patterns on it.