Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 578 - 577: Yingtian Immortal Goes to Great Lengths

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The three of them felt as though they were being watched, a sensation that sent shivers down their spines.

Third Senior Sister continued, "It’s precisely because of this legend that few amongst the Qiongqi ever come to the Qiongqi tomb; it’s a place their own kind are reluctant to approach, fearing they might disturb the ancient Qiongqi that lies asleep here."

"However, you need not be afraid. I’ve been here several times, and while I have felt watched, that’s all there is to it. Once we enter the tomb below, the sensation disappears."

"Throughout history, several members of the Qiongqi Clan at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage have come to investigate the Qiongqi tomb to see if the ancient Qiongqi, their forebear, truly lies in slumber. But all searches have been in vain.

They’ve said that the cultivation level of the ancient Qiongqi is far above theirs, and they, as unworthy descendants, don’t have the right to probe into the status of their ancestor."

In the Demon Race, those at the Body Integration Realm are kings, while those at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage are emperors. The birth of several from the Qiongqi Clan at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage means the birth of several Demon Emperors—a truly terrifying number.

The Qiongqi Clan is considered the pinnacle of the ’Tiger Demons,’ their fame even spreading to the Central Continent, giving rise to the saying "adding wings to a tiger," which showcases the might of the Qiongqi Clan.

"Acknowledged by several Qiongqi Demon Emperors, the ancient Qiongqi is recognized by the entire Qiongqi Clan as the strongest existence."

Lu Yang: "..."

Third Senior Sister, don’t say anymore. I fear that once you know the truth, you’ll curse the Immortals, increasing the difficulty of your tribulation.

Yingtian Immortal, you really know how to stir things up.

"Yingtian Immortal once said, living a life is not only about focusing on one’s reputation while alive but also on one’s reputation after death, that is why he formulated such an Array Method, to leave behind a legacy for future generations."

"Aside from the Qiongqi, he must have also established such Array Methods in the ancestral tombs of the Kun Peng, Taozhu, Vermilion Bird, and other races. He didn’t set up too many; setting up too many would fail to underscore the mysteriousness."

That the Array Method has lasted three hundred thousand years without damage and still can frighten people speaks volumes about the quality of Yingtian Immortal’s product. On the other hand, it also shows how much he cared about this matter."

"Moreover, because it’s necessary to weave a legend, the truth about the tomb’s Array Methods had to be concealed, turning it into a secret."

From the way the Qiongqi Clan dare not come close to the tomb, it seems the Array Method has indeed become a secret."

"...Yingtian Immortal is quite helpful."

Lu Yang racked his brain to find words of praise for Yingtian Immortal, hoping to reduce the danger during his tribulation.

"It’s not exactly about helping others. Think about it—whether it’s the ancient Qiongqi or the ancient Kun Peng, they are the ancient Demon Race in your stories, with boundless magic powers, right?"

"No matter how boundless their magic might be, they can’t be more powerful than the Immortals, can they?"

"The more mysterious the old Qiongqi and the others are, the more they highlight the power of us Five Ancient Immortals, right?"

Fairy, don’t say anymore. If you keep this up, I’m afraid I’ll truly start having irreverent thoughts about Yingtian Immortal.

Like Meng Jingzhou’s method of willpower training, Lu Yang also trained his willpower while listening to ancient history.

The three of them entered the Qiongqi tomb, and, as expected, the feeling of being watched vanished, greatly easing their psychological burden.

"This is..."

Inside the Qiongqi tomb were many murals, most of them badly damaged by the ravages of time, crumbling into ruin.

The pigments used for the murals were immensely valuable, their worth described as a drop costing a thousand gold pieces. Despite this, the murals couldn’t withstand the test of time, ending up in such a state, illustrating just how ancient both the Qiongqi Clan and the Qiongqi tomb were.

Lu Yang saw a mural depicting a young Qiongqi, its fur wet and glossy, clearly just born. Next, the young Qiongqi sprinted forward, gradually growing larger. It reached its prime, then began to age; its fur fell out, its body stooped and weathered, walking towards death.

At the final point of death was the Qiongqi tomb.

The murals also depicted many historical events that were significant to the Qiongqi Clan, events that they regarded with pride and sought to remember at all times.

Above the murals was a line of ancient text: Death is not the end; I have witnessed your glorious lives.

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"These are ancient inscriptions left by Qiongqi, regarded by the Qiongqi Clan as a spiritual cornerstone. That is why the Qiongqi Clan doesn’t fear death and takes a very open view towards it,"

Third Senior Sister truly was a professional archaeologist, casually referencing various cultural aspects of the Demon Race.

"This phrase wasn’t written by Yingtian Immortal, was it?"

"No, this was Qiongqi’s own creativity. Yingtian Immortal couldn’t possibly come up with a phrase for each individual; that would lead to homogeneity and people might spot the flaw,"

Yingtian Immortal was meticulous and considerate in his actions.

"Senior Sister, where is this stronghold you mentioned?"

"We’re almost there."

The tomb was pitch-black, as complex as a maze. Without a Qiongqi Clan Elder to lead the way, one could easily get lost in the tomb.

It was unclear how Third Senior Sister had figured out the structure of the Qiongqi tomb.

They walked about two li before they finished traversing the corridor. Third Senior Sister tapped on the wall bricks, and a secret door opened; she gestured for the others to follow.

Lu Yang noticed that there were many outward-facing arrows on the walls of the hidden room, and instantly understood.

There were many mechanisms inside the Qiongqi tomb; this was one of the trap rooms. If someone stepped in the wrong place, a volley of arrows would be released, shooting the intruder to death.

After an intruder was shot dead and the arrows were expended, they needed to be replenished, hence the trap room, which also served as the resting place for the three of them.

"Senior Sister, how did you manage to find such a place?"

They were both surprised. It was one thing to hide inside a tomb, but to hide in a trap room within the tomb? Who would’ve thought to look there? No wonder Third Senior Sister was so certain that hiding among the Qiongqi Clan was safe.

The three of them took a brief rest for several hours, adjusting their condition. Although they weren’t worried about being discovered thanks to the Invisibility Talisman, maintaining invisibility still required a lot of energy.

Third Senior Sister was fine, but Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had been using the Invisibility Talisman for nearly a day, from the branch tribe to the Qiongqi tomb, and they needed to rest.

The two of them fell asleep as soon as they lay down in the trap room.

While the two were asleep, Third Senior Sister took out her paper, brush, ink, and inkstone, and recorded the events of the past few days.

She had turned her experiences in the Demon Territory into "Monster Field Chronicles," already completing eight volumes. She was currently writing the ninth.

Through their brief encounter, she had determined that this Junior Brother understood more about ancient history than she did.

With a Junior Brother proficient in ancient history present, she believed that the content of the ninth volume would be even richer than the previous eight.

"Hmm..."

She heard a rustling from Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, signaling they were waking up, so she quietly put away her four treasures of study and sat in silence.

After sleeping for a full three hours, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou woke up feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"Now that you’re awake, it’s perfect. I’ll take you to the main tomb where, supposedly, the ancient Qiongqi is buried."

"Supposedly?"

Third Senior Sister nodded, slung her qin to her back, and tied the strings around the front. With her eyes covered by a black cloth, she looked like a hermit emerging from a bamboo grove.

She explained, "At the very least, the coffin of the ancient Qiongqi is there. As for whether Qiongqi really lies inside, I don’t know. But that doesn’t concern us; we’re here to conduct archaeology, not to rob graves."

As a professional scholar, Third Senior Sister adhered to a belief in empirical evidence.