The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 572: Rescue

Zhan Jingshu is indeed worthy of being the senior brother, there’s nothing he cannot handle once he steps in.

How he managed to get hold of the Lei Family’s dungeon blueprint, I have no idea. He even highlighted a key point and sent it to us.

"Really? All the senior brother gave us is this one thing? Is he not coming himself?" Murong looked at the blueprint on his phone, still a bit grumpy.

Li Qiqi rolled her eyes, "The senior brother has his own matters to attend to, okay? It’s already great we got this, what more do you want?"

"Do you really think the two of us can rescue Aunt Three?"

"Why not?" Li Qiqi folded her arms and said, "We have so many treasures given by our Master and senior brothers; just a few are enough to handle them, so what are we afraid of?"

"You’re really confident!" Murong didn’t want to dampen Li Qiqi’s spirit, but during missions, unexpected situations can easily arise.

When he used to do missions with the senior brother, wasn’t every time full of enthusiasm?

However, there were many missions that almost went wrong too.

"Of course it’s like that."

"Alright then, anyway, you’ll see when the time comes, doing missions isn’t as easy as you think."

"But it’s not as hard as you think either."

...

The night grew deeper.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, a gust of wind rose, leaves fell.

Oh, no, it wasn’t just that; Murong and Li Qiqi, wearing dark outfits, also descended.

They leaned against the wall, cautiously observing their surroundings, moving forward one behind the other.

"Shh...someone’s there." Suddenly, Murong pulled her, immediately hiding behind a rockery.

Although Li Qiqi was a bit slow to react, she still managed to hide alongside him properly.

Just as they finished hiding, a team of patrolling guards passed by nearby.

"Thanks, second senior brother, you’re actually pretty reliable," Li Qiqi praised him.

Murong rolled his eyes. As if he was never reliable.

Thanks to Zhan Jingshu’s blueprint, they quickly reached their destination.

"Second senior brother, is this the sign?" Li Qiqi discovered a protruding sculpture on the pavilion’s pillar and whispered.

"Yes, that’s it." Murong compared it with the copied blueprint and nodded.

"Second senior brother, step aside for a moment."

Once Murong moved, Li Qiqi quickly began making hand signs. With glowing hands, she pressed onto the sculpture.

Sure enough, with a "click" sound, a piece of the pavilion’s floor moved aside.

"There it is," Murong said.

The two hurried out of the pavilion and entered that entrance. After they went in, the floor closed behind them.

They confirmed the blueprint once more, following the arrows on it to continue forward.

Murong, who was walking in front, suddenly made a gesture to evade, but there was nowhere to hide nearby, a long corridor leading outside on one end and inside on the other.

They had no choice but to go for it!

The two exchanged a glance, each pulling out an item, quickly leaning back against the wall.

A swearing voice came closer, "A complete lunatic, damn it, bit so hard that my hand almost got crippled. Filthy all over, worse than a street beggar, and really thought I’d touch her? I’m not into that sort of thing..."

Murong and Li Qiqi simultaneously threw an item, a blinding white light struck his eyes, reflexively causing him to cover them, a dark mist instantly invaded his breathing.

He didn’t even have the chance to call for help before collapsing to the ground.

"Wow! Second senior brother, what was that thing you had? He fell so fast?" Li Qiqi was somewhat astonished. She had only thought that it would make him unable to see, not expecting the item in her second senior brother’s hand to be so effective.

"It was given by the Master."

"..." How did she not know the Master had such good stuff?

The two continued forward.

Despite running into several forked paths, which were very misleading, Zhan Jingshu’s blueprint was indeed intensely detailed and accurate, leading them straight to the final destination—a dungeon crawling with rats, and a madwoman huddled in stinking straw.

"Excuse me, are you Lei Piaopiao?" Li Qiqi asked softly.

The person inside didn’t respond.

"Let me." Murong directly moved her aside, taking out a portrait book, "This is my third uncle, Mu Mingzhi, this is my cousin, Mu Ying, this is my cousin, Mu Feng..."

These three names instantly stirred a reaction from the madwoman in the straw, she slowly lifted her head, revealing a face covered in grime, her features indistinguishable. Even her voice was hoarse, "You... are, who?"

Perhaps because she hadn’t spoken for a long time, she seemed to struggle with speaking.

Murong held a photo, an old one from over ten years ago, taken when Mu Mingzhi first brought the two kids back to the Mu family for a family photo. Back then, Murong was just a toddler learning to run.

He pointed at the people in the photo, asking her to recognize, "This is my third uncle, Mu Mingzhi, this is my cousin, Mu Ying, this is my cousin, Mu Feng... I’m from my third uncle’s eldest brother Mu Mingsi’s family. My name is Murong, the ’rong’ as in ’easy’, because my mother wanted me to have a smooth life and find everything easy."

Looking at that photo, Lei Piaopiao’s eyes instantly became moist, she bit her lip tightly, not saying a word.

"Aunt Three, are you my Aunt Three? If you are, please nod to me, we will rescue you out of here. Don’t worry, we are all cultivators, my Master is even the patriarch of the Hidden Immortal Sect. Once we take you away, the Lei Family wouldn’t dare come to demand for you, nor will they dare to trouble my third uncle and them."

"Truly... really?" Her eyes had some glimmer of hope.

"I swear by the name of a cultivator, all of this is true."

"Alright, I’ll go with you."

Murong was about to open the cell door when Li Qiqi stopped him, "Wait a minute, we’ve come so far to rescue someone, we need to confirm, are you really Lei Piaopiao or not?"

"What are you doing?" Murong asked.

"You fool, what if we rescue the wrong person, not only alerting them but putting your third uncle in danger?" Li Qiqi was much more rational than Murong, turning to ask the insane woman for confirmation, "Sorry, whether or not you’re Lei Piaopiao, we can take you out. But we mainly came to find Murong’s Aunt Three, Lei Piaopiao. If you’re impersonating her, even if you escape, we can still make your life worse than it is now."

Murong paused his impending actions. Because he realized it seemed like Li Qiqi was indeed making sense.

How could he be sure that this person was definitely his Aunt Three, Lei Piaopiao? After all, he had never met her.

Rescuing one more person didn’t matter, but one of them must be his Aunt Three.

"I am... cough cough... I met Mingzhi on XX year X month X day, Aying was born on X year X month X day, Afeng was born on X year X month X day. Oh, right, Afeng has a birthmark, it’s on the rear side of his waist..."

"That’s right, you truly are my Aunt Three, the birthmark on cousin Feng, I’ve seen it before when we swam together." Murong turned to ask Li Qiqi, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

Li Qiqi shook her head, "Since your Aunt Three would rather go with them alone and not expose your third uncle’s family, she should be unaware of your third uncle and cousin’s situation. She said everything correctly, she should be her."

If not, she couldn’t help it either.

So, the two started to act, breaking into the dungeon and getting the person out.