novelzi Chapter 42 - The Mysterious Master in the Ninth Corridor!
Chapter 42 - The Mysterious Master in the Ninth Corridor!
Chapter 42:
“A map that’s only half complete…”
“There really aren’t many clues on it.”
“It’ll be incredibly difficult to locate.”
After studying the parchment for a while, Yang Yi felt somewhat disheartened. Considering the time that had passed since the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who could say how much the terrain had shifted? Place names had likely changed beyond recognition. Even with a complete map, locating the tomb would be no simple feat. “What a pity. If only that guy had kept the map on his person.”
“If I’d looted it directly off his body, the critical hit rate might’ve been triggered, and I could’ve gotten the full map.” Yang Yi sighed, still feeling a pang of regret. However, he did not let it bring him down for long. As long as the existence of Chiyou’s tomb had been confirmed, that alone was worth celebrating. Worst case scenario, once the chaos of the late Qin era broke out, he would conquer the realm himself. Then, he could form a dedicated tomb-seeking force to comb the mountains in
Moments later, he froze. The corridor was quiet. But the stone floor bore visible signs—raised slabs, uneven terrain. Someone had dug here… and buried something. Based on what he had seen so far, the corpses were likely beneath. There was no trace of craftsmen in the area. No bodies, either. They must’ve all been buried beneath the stone.
“Other than me, who else would dig graves in the corridor?” His curiosity grew stronger. More strangely still, the raised stones showed no signs of tool marks. At least, not the kind that came from a shovel or pickaxe.
“No… this wasn’t dug with tools?”
“Could it have been done with magic?”
“Impossible… right?”
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes. For the first time, his expression grew truly serious.
Thinking this, Yang Yi felt a pang in his chest. All those unlooted corpses—lost cultivation time, lost years of life, lost resources. It hurt. But even if he wanted to dig them up again, he couldn’t. Who knew how long they had been buried? He wasn’t about to gamble with death for the sake of loot.