Rafael, that sick freak, wearing Tang Yu's face, snarled at her, "Shut up! Be quiet!"
Qiao Bao'er's psychology was somewhat twisted, her fists clenched tightly, anger mixed with awkwardness.
If it were a stranger's face, that would be acceptable, but she picked 'Tang Yu', Qiao Baoruo frowned, her feet instinctively moving away from the pile of white bones, while her brother acted as if he was saying 'Don't bother me, don't talk to me' with an arrogant posture.
He held aloft his torch, his brow furrowed as he scrutinized the mural on the wall.
Qiao Bao'er remembered when they first entered the mountain, this man had scoffed at the murals covering the walls. Now, he was so engrossed, something was amiss, especially with such a strange person.
The air in this dark room was thick and heavy, clearly lacking oxygen. Raphael immediately demanded she extinguish the lighter in her hand, forcing her to use the torch he carried instead. He was despicable and shameless. Qiao Bao'er couldn't defeat him, so she had no choice but to comply.
In the pitch-black darkness of the room, where one could not see their hand in front of their face, Qiao Ba'er still vaguely felt a chill down her spine, afraid that she might accidentally step on a human bone. The only light source was the faint firelight from Raphael's hand.
Qiao Baoer tiptoed closer to him, also curious about what the mural depicted.
Raphael was deep in thought, his fair and handsome face, "Tang Yu," creased with worry. His eyes were sharp and piercing, the firelight reflecting in them, highlighting his rosy lips and white teeth. Although undeniably beautiful, there was an air of sinister malice about him.
If a soul had weight, Raphael's would certainly be overweight. He is too cunning, thinks too much, has a stomach full of schemes and plots, and his malice is excessive.
The murals didn't depict savages, but rather many strange shapes. Qiao Baoer speculated that the long, chest-shaped one resembled a coffin.
The mural depicts, that once this coffin is opened, it will release smoke like Pandora's Box, and a deathly bone is painted to represent bad omens.
There are still three short columns that can be combined into a long column...
Suddenly, she realized it was a three-pronged staff.
According to the murals, this scepter is hidden on three islands, intentionally placed by the ancients. Gathering all three sections of the scepter will emit a dazzling light, a sacred consciousness representing boundless divine power.
Two more cups were drawn.
The cup held the living water of a spring. The dead who drank it came back to life, and the living who drank it immediately fell down. Qiao Baoer guessed that it was a matter of exchanging lives.
Many other scenes were drawn, including mountains collapsing, the earth splitting apart, volcanoes erupting, and countless meteors crashing into the archipelago... Animals fell, wild men fell, and trees and forests withered.
This disaster mural, like a hell on earth, is crudely painted yet evokes a sense of deathly silence.
It seemed as if it had all truly happened, witnessed by someone who painted it with such vivid and terrifying realism.
Compared to Raphael, Qiao Baoer could only guess at these mind-boggling frescoes.
Rafael glared at her with piercing eyes, not uttering a single word. Qiao Baoer didn't expect this man to explain anything to her, so she didn't ask, lest he find her bothersome again.
And the hidden chambers of Jun's people also yielded discoveries, though there were no corpses to be found. Nonetheless, the walls bore numerous inscriptions detailing 'Stone Coffins', 'Three-Branched Sceptres', 'Fountain of Resurrection', and 'Holy Grail'.
Compared to Qiao Bao'er's place, which was dark as night, Jun Zhi Mu and the others didn't even need to light torches. This was because the staff that had led them in was still emitting a golden glow.
"...Be careful, it's too hot to touch."
Lu Qinian curiously reached out to touch it. As soon as his fingertip touched the edge, he quickly pulled it back.
Just as Junzhi Mu before him had an aura of untouchability.
The rest of them, curious too, went to touch it as well. Each one got their fingers burned red, and if they hadn't reacted quickly, they probably would have lost a layer of skin.
It's like touching scorching lava with your fingers, a sense of dread washes over them. The staff seems to be sizzling with heat.
At this moment, they stood in silence, gazing at the mural, then at the luminous staff that hung suspended in mid-air, their expressions filled with disbelief.
This world is truly full of wonders.
It's amazing.
"It seems even Raphael can't touch it," Lu Qinan muttered, recalling.
At least this gave them a chance to vent their anger. Raphael wanted that most of all, but it was just out of reach.
"Is Qiao Baobao okay? She's stuck with that pervert, what if something happened to her?" Lu Qinan called out to the wall across from him several times, but Qiao Baobao didn't respond.
"Junzhi Mu is quite calm. "She's fine." We should see her soon."
"Try to memorize the murals on the walls," he ordered immediately, "because there are too many of them and we don't have any pencils or paper. We can only rely on our memory. Luckily, we have a lot of people. Let's divide the work so that each person is responsible for remembering a part of it. 'When we get out of here, draw them all down immediately.'"

These murals hold great value in their recorded content.
Lu Qinan saw that he didn't seem too worried about Qiao Bao'er's safety, and was still focused on these murals. He asked gloomily, "Zhimu, when do you think we can get out?"
Lu Qinan dared not say they couldn't get out. Negatively thinking, even if they left this cave, could they leave the island unharmed? Could they go home?
“Raphael led us onto the island. He'll take us back,” Junjimo said. By “back”, Junjimo meant home.
After living for some time on this original desolate island, they had almost stopped hoping for the word 'home'.
"Raphael wouldn't be so kind, he would rather keep us trapped here."
"Don't expect anything from that bastard."
"Rather than believe him, I'd rather believe a wild man."
They had a deep-seated aversion and rejection for Raphael, "That scoundrel, that wretch."
"...Currently, only Qiao Bao'er can touch this scepter, he wouldn't attack Qiao Bao'er." That was the reason why he didn't need to worry about Qiao Bao'er's current situation.
Besides, Junzhi's tone was flat as he said, "Raphael is a petty man, and petty men naturally have enemies. There's no need for us to interfere."
"The little guy, can be put to good use as well."
"Since Raphael led us onto the island, he must safely lead all of us out. This isn't about whether or not Raphael wants to, this is a matter of negotiation based on our interests."
In contrast to the chaotic personnel management on Wild Man Island, Junzhimu and his people here were resolute, united, and extremely obedient. Junzhimu's words just now had a calming effect on Lu Qinian, as if even in such a predicament, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Each of you should diligently memorize the parts of the mural and stop dwelling on irrelevant matters.
The more chaotic things become, the more important it is to focus on doing one's duty so that one can remain calm in a crisis.
But over on the island of the savages, things had descended into chaos. The sharks paid no heed to Pei Haoran's orders. "Why should we help those women in the palace?" they scoffed.
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They were on the move, and these slowpokes really grated on the shark's nerves. "Useless women," he snarled, "trash."
In terms of physical strength, these maids with their delicate skin and tender flesh couldn't compare to the footwork of these professional shark trainers. Even Pei Haoran and Zhu Xiaowei seemed extremely strained.
"A major catastrophe is unfolding right now, and we should stand together. Are we just going to watch and do nothing?! At this point, we need all the manpower we can get. We'll need them in the future. Can't you think bigger picture?!" Pei Haoran was so angered by this shark that he lost his temper as well.
"If you want to be a virgin Mary or God, that's your business, we don't care about that..."
The shark's temper flared, roaring, "Jun Shao, the instruction given to us is to look after ourselves and not burden the others. If anything happens, get out of our way and die! We absolutely cannot delay the mission, that's what matters most!"
Sharks hate it when people say they are short-sighted and brainless.
Before, the monkey would always say that about him, saying he only grew in body but not in mind. He was very angry at this. But Pei Haoran said that the monkey had fallen off a cliff and died. Sha Hai felt a little touched inside, after all, they had been brothers for so many years. At the same time, he also reflected on his own shortcomings in recent days.
If it weren't for the rumor that the monkey died, he wouldn't have bothered arguing with Pei Haoran, this weakling, today!
"Stop arguing!"
Zhu Xiaowei's face changed drastically, she ran over to them, and frantically pointed to the other side of the mountain.
By this time, they had been traveling from the plains of the barbarian market for a week. Their ranks were vast and diverse, a motley crew composed of their own people, barbarians, and countless animals fleeing for their lives.
They all walked upwards, heading toward the summit of a mountain.
From a commanding height, the view was breathtaking. Below, the plains were scattered with dilapidated huts and thick smoke billowed from them. Through the haze, one could faintly see the great river, once the lifeblood of these wild people, now flowing silently, devoid of any living creature.
The earth shook, but Zhu Xiaowei and his companions on the mountaintop didn't feel it too intensely. There was just a slight tremor, likely because they were a little distance from the epicenter. Still, they all widened their eyes, stood straight, and stared in astonishment and horror at the mountains opposite them, down below.
Mountains collapsed and shattered, and on the other end of that placid deep sea, a powerful force suddenly burst forth. Red, terrifying lava erupted...
This sight filled them with awe and fear of nature.

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