In the end, after some discussion, the management team all expressed that they would not participate.
The reason was simple: they couldn't get away.
Even Ursula, whom Lan Qingyou thought was a sure bet, turned her down at this time.
Her excuse was that she needed to bring the freckle cream to market as soon as possible, so that everyone could bathe in the great radiance of Lan Qingyou.
Lan Qingyou couldn't even find an angle to argue with that.
Fortunately, there were many people in the Tea Party.
Lan Qingyou turned around and found eighty witches.
Of course, because there were so many and she didn't know all of them well, she asked for their abilities and talents one by one.
After all, they were going into battle, and the level of the area seemed to be quite high.
They needed true combat witches.
She didn't want the people she brought along to end up dying in a mere dungeon.
...
The next day.
A hundred selected witches gathered in front of the teleportation circle at the Witch Academy with their respective familiars and pets.
Among them were witches from the Tea Party and witches from the Witch Group.
When Lan Qingyou arrived, the 101 witches collectively teleported out of the Abandoned Land to the address Chu Yuan had sent last night—the Adventurers' Guild in the Desolate Bone Basin.
Vivian and her group, along with Li Huai and Gu Xiaobei, had already arrived and were sitting there idly, waiting for Lan Qingyou.
Lan Qingyou saw the scene as soon as she teleported out.
On one side were Vivian and her companions in their highly recognizable Gothic outfits, and on the other side were the shivering adventurers of the Desolate Bone Basin.
The two groups were clearly separated, which was quite an amusing sight.
"Why didn't Li Huai and Gu Xiaobei bring anyone?"
Lan Qingyou was somewhat surprised to see that Li Huai and Gu Xiaobei were alone.
Hadn't they agreed that everyone would lead a team? Why did they come by themselves?
"Haha, Boss Lan, don't tease. Our race's structure is different from yours. Everyone likes farming; fighting isn't the forte of us forest elves."
Gu Xiaobei laughed.
She then looked behind Lan Qingyou with a face full of envy.
Behind her stood a full hundred witches wearing various colored witch's robes and witch's pointed hats, all sitting on flying magic brooms.
Just like Vivian's group of vampires, they were extremely recognizable.
Lan Qingyou smiled as well.
Forest elves weren't good at fighting? Really?
As one of the Original Five Great Races, you're telling me you're not good at fighting?
Is this the latest Kalim joke?
...But whatever. This girl was just here to tag along anyway. With her around, at least they wouldn't have to worry too much about food.
As for Li Huai... he was a pure fighter. There was no need to pay him too much attention.
"Greetings, Clan Leaders. I am your guide for this trip. May I ask if we are heading to the Gloomy Forest now?"
Just as Lan Qingyou finished chatting with the two and was about to ask Vivian about the situation, a man ran in from outside.
The man wore glasses and slightly ill-fitting clothes. He looked a bit thin and somewhat humble.
A guide from the Supreme Council?
"Since everyone is here, let's head out. I'm dying to find out what this Beast Emperor thing is."
Vivian stood up and led her people outside.
Clearly, she had grown impatient from waiting.
The reason she had said she wanted to go to the dungeon with Lan Qingyou yesterday was mainly because she felt the dungeon would have good drops.
Monsters at the entrance were already Level 30; who knew what level they would be inside?
For vampires, the higher the level of the monster, the greater the nutritional value of its blood.
So, even if it wasn't for the loot, the blood of these monsters alone was enough for her to bring a group of vampires along to follow the 'number one race in the server' and pick up some scraps.
The distance from the Adventurers' Guild to the dungeon's teleportation circle wasn't actually that far.
Since everyone could fly, the guide was simply hung onto a flying magic broom to serve as a beacon, and they arrived in no time.
"Is this the place?"
"Yes, yes."
Upon reaching the location, Lan Qingyou had the guide lowered.
After receiving a positive answer, Lan Qingyou and Vivian exchanged a glance.
Then, a vampire by Vivian's side, holding an instrument in one hand and a scimitar in the other, charged into the portal.
About half a minute later, the vampire dashed back out.
"Your Eminence, it is indeed the Gloomy Forest, and there is a massive, abrupt hill."
"Very well, let's go."
This scene occurred because the guide didn't seem particularly reliable.
But since it had been confirmed, there was no need to waste any more time in this place.
Thus, over two hundred people, including Lan Qingyou, entered the portal under Vivian's lead.
Only the guide was left standing dazed at the entrance of the teleportation circle.
"What a truly terrifying group of people..."
After everyone had gone, the guide wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead.
Although he had been flying in the air just now, acting as the vanguard...
Facing the biting wind, his body and mind didn't feel the slightest bit of cold. On the contrary, he felt very hot—or rather, he was terrified.
In all his years, even after arriving in this magical world with mana, he had never experienced the sensation of being hung from a broom while flying.
The feeling was essentially the same as buying a ticket to hang on the outside of an airplane; the danger levels were comparable.
After calming his heart slightly, the guide fished out his card and sent a message to someone.
...
Meanwhile, in a dark meeting hall where the electricity bill clearly hadn't been paid, several dark figures sat around a round table, seemingly discussing something.
Ding-dong.
While the dark figures were conversing happily, a notification sounded from a card someone had placed on the table.
"Everyone, they've entered. Besides the target, there's the Clan Leader of the Phantom Mist Vampires, the Clan Leader of the forest elves, and a wind elf."
"Phantom Mist Vampires? That person named Vivian?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't matter. They're just extra bonus gifts anyway. If anything, it's a good thing that Vivian went in."
"Are we really going to move against the witches? Don't forget, that witch is someone who cannot be killed."
Someone said uncertainly, their voice full of worry.
After all, Lan Qingyou's performance in the competition was still fresh in their minds.
Xin Tianle hadn't managed to kill her; instead, she had counter-killed him in an abnormal way.
"Are you still considering this question? Don't forget how Xin Tianle died, and don't forget how this witch published the weaknesses of our Demon race for everyone to see."
Someone slapped the table and spoke angrily.
The trouble Lan Qingyou had caused before still hadn't settled down.
Essentially every day, clan members were being killed for one reason or another.
And the thing that killed them was merely mushroom spores sold for a single silver coin.
One must know that the entire Demon race only numbered a few tens of thousands. Dying like this was simply unsustainable.
Therefore, this person's anger was only natural.
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