How should this problem be solved?

Damn, isn't this just a primary school math problem?

Seeing that stone tablet described as so mysterious, Qi Yuan's expression instantly became extremely strange.

No wonder no one has been able to crack it for over ten thousand years. It turns out the so-called "singular symbols" on the stone tablet were actually just a series of Arabic numerals plus addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. In this world of immortal cultivation, it would be a miracle if anyone recognized them.

At this moment, he had completely confirmed that these so-called three riddles came from some transmigrated Senior, one whose education wasn't very high—likely a primary school student who had transmigrated.

Because the problems on the stone tablet were dead simple, and the numbers were written crookedly and non-standardly; at best, they were at a third-grade primary school level.

Could it be that some primary school student from a later era transmigrated to the Primeval Era and eventually became a peerless powerhouse?

Such an explosive plot would definitely make for a good novel... Then, he suppressed the urge to go up and solve the problem and looked at the statue beside the stone tablet.

Compared to the extremely simple stone tablet, the statue's style was much more normal; at the very least, the craftsmanship was exquisite, and the pose and expression were lifelike.

This was a beautiful young female cultivator in a flowing long dress. Her hair was tied in a flying immortal bun, she held a long sword, and she stepped on auspicious clouds, her temperament elegant and otherworldly.

For some reason, however, Qi Yuan vaguely caught a hint of clear stupidity in the statue's eyes.

Strangely, the female cultivator in the statue held a sword in one hand while the five fingers of her other hand were spread open and extended slightly forward, as if someone owed her five dollars.

How should this problem be solved?

Just as Qi Yuan was lost in thought, a demonic cultivator seemed to have thought of something and shouted excitedly:

"I understand! This statue is the Incarnation of the ruin's owner. To solve the riddle, one must first prove their respect and reverence for the owner."

"As long as someone perfectly mimics the statue's pose in front of it, it represents paying respects to the ruin's owner, and they will then successfully obtain a key!"

Hearing this, many demonic cultivators immediately nodded in agreement. Even the Hall Master of the Mission Hall, who was in charge of this matter, gave the man a surprised look and said in a heavy voice:

"Your idea is quite good. Come up and give it a try."

"This Disciple obeys."

The demonic cultivator who was called smiled smugly and said to his companion nearby:

"Junior Brother Liang, lend me your long sword. I use a saber, but to mimic it perfectly, it's best to use a long sword."

"No problem, Senior Brother, please take it."

His companion handed over a long sword without hesitation.

The demonic cultivator excitedly took the sword and then, under everyone's intense gaze, walked to the front of the statue and began to pose... However.

After a long while, the man's pose was almost causing him to cramp, but the statue remained motionless; nothing happened.

The Hall Master of the Mission Hall sighed in disappointment and shook his head:

"It seems your method still doesn't work. Step down."

"This... how can this be?"

The demonic cultivator ended his attempt with a dejected look, but he seemed unwilling to give up and quickly said:

"Reporting to the Hall Master, the reason for the failure this time might be because the statue is a woman while I am a man, so I couldn't achieve perfection."

"Why not find a Senior Sister who is proficient in transformation techniques and have her transform into the likeness of the woman in the statue? That might be effective."

Upon hearing this, an enchanting female Disciple immediately stepped forward and said in a delicate voice:

"This Disciple is skilled in transformation techniques. Please allow me to try."

"Mm, alright."

The Hall Master of the Mission Hall hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

The female Disciple walked forward happily and performed several transformation techniques in succession, but there was always some discrepancy—either her appearance was wrong, or her clothing and hairstyle were slightly off.

Finally, the Hall Master of the Mission Hall waved his hand impatiently, signaling the female Disciple to withdraw.

This female Disciple no longer had the courage to try and retreated back into the crowd with a frustrated expression.

Seeing this, Ji Chan'er, standing next to Qi Yuan, also felt tempted and said after a moment's thought:

"Senior Martial Uncle Shen, this Disciple Ji Chan'er is willing to try."

Hearing this, not only did the surrounding demonic cultivators perk up, but the Hall Master of the Mission Hall's eyes also lit up, and he immediately nodded in agreement:

"Then I'll leave it to you, Martial Niece Ji."

Ji Chan'er cultivated the Illusory Yin Heavenly Demon Scripture, and her specialty was transformation techniques. Having her portray the statue was simply perfect.

Even Qi Yuan showed a look of great anticipation. Up until now, he hadn't seen what mystery lay within this statue; perhaps this method really would work.

Ji Chan'er didn't hesitate and walked straight to the statue. Her figure flickered, and in an instant, she transformed into another person.

Everyone focused their gaze and was instantly shocked by the sight before them.

The woman before them, whether in appearance, clothing, temperament, or even the smallest details, was identical to the statue itself, as if the statue had come to life.

"So powerful!"

"As expected of Senior Sister Ji, this transformation technique is divine. This junior sister is in awe!"

...The demonic cultivators in the hall burst into praise, and the Hall Master of the Mission Hall nodded in satisfaction and admiration:

"Very good. Even I cannot see any flaws. If it still doesn't succeed this time, it proves this path is unworkable."

On the other side.

Wow, I didn't expect Demoness Ji to have this trick up her sleeve; it seems I was too conservative before... Thinking of something, the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth curled up in the crowd, a gratified smile appearing on his face.

A moment later, the hope that had just risen in everyone was shattered once again. Ji Chan'er had perfectly replicated the statue's expression and movements, yet no phenomenon occurred.

Just then, Shen Xingxuan suddenly woke from her contemplation and said to the Hall Master of the Mission Hall beside her:

"Clan Uncle, Xingxuan heard from the Situ Family that they used countless methods to open the statue—whether it was hacking with blades, burning with fire, flooding with water, striking with lightning, or even drenching it with essence blood—the statue never reacted."

"Since that's the case, why don't we try another way..."

The Hall Master of the Mission Hall was slightly stunned and asked in confusion:

"Xingxuan, you mean..."

"Sacrifice!"

Shen Xingxuan said calmly, "If we execute a large number of living death-row prisoners in front of the statue, will it cause the statue to react?"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but frown. This little Golden Silk Cat was truly ruthless; to verify a hypothesis, she actually planned to use living sacrifices.

Such cruel and indiscriminate killing—she truly lived up to being the Personal Disciple of the Sect Master of the Demonic Sect.

Aside from him, the other demonic cultivators didn't seem to find anything wrong with this method. In fact, many were eager to try, wishing they could grab a few death-row prisoners on the spot.

The Hall Master of the Mission Hall pondered for a moment and seemed to approve of the method, saying slowly:

"That is indeed a good method, but the effect of Mortal death-row prisoners is limited. We could try to get a batch of False Dao captives..."

Here, Qi Yuan looked at the statue thoughtfully, a flash of inspiration suddenly hitting him, and he subconsciously took two steps forward.

Standing at the front of the hall, Shen Xingxuan finally noticed him. Her pretty face immediately turned cold as she said harshly:

"Qi Da, why have you come here? You are just an Outer Sect Disciple; the Mission Hall is not a place you should be!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gazes of everyone in the hall fell upon Qi Yuan in unison.