Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he realized what was happening first. Seeing Zhang Wuxun's serious expression, he said, "It might just be a dream that came to mind. You don't need to take it too seriously."

"Where does that feeling come from?" Zhang Haike, who had opened his eyes at some point, looked in their direction and asked.

Wu Xie stared at him, speechless for a moment.

Zhang Haike got up and walked over, then sat down next to them. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be about to tell them something very serious, a big secret.

Zhang Wuxun and the other man sat up straight and listened attentively.

Zhang Haike slowly began his narration, starting with a meteorite that fell to Earth from outer space hundreds of millions of years ago.

The meteorite containing extraterrestrial metal broke apart as it passed through the atmosphere, scattering into three large pieces. One of these pieces fell into the dense forest of Tamutuo, becoming the origin of the ancient kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West. Another piece fell deep into the Changbai Mountains, becoming raw material for the construction of the mausoleum of the Shang Dynasty royal family.

The last piece flew the farthest, breaking into many smaller pieces during its descent, and falling to various places including Xisha, Qinling, Banna, Siguniang Mountain, Changsha, Yinchuan, Motuo, and the desert where the white sand that filled the interior of the corpse of Yama exists.

"So far, based on all the clues recorded in the ancient books found in the ancient tombs, we have traced the final landing locations of the meteorite to these ten places," Zhang Haike said.

"These meteorite fragments brought both disaster and opportunity to the world."

Over millions of years, the environment around the site of a meteorite's impact has been constantly changing due to the energy radiation emitted from its interior.

An ancient snake species adapted very well to this influence and evolved extraordinary abilities. The snake king of the tribe possessed the ability to communicate with the heavens and even speak human language.

Humans at the time were greatly shocked by this, and regarded it as a messenger of heaven, calling the giant serpent the Divine Serpent of Heaven, worshipping it, and building temples to it.

Wu Xie sensed the implication in his words and said, "You mean to say that the giant snake I saw in my dream was the Heavenly Serpent you mentioned?"

“It’s very likely,” Zhang Haike said. “We can no longer trace the origin of this snake species, but I know where this kind of large snake might have appeared in the past.”

Wu Xie thought of the Candle Dragon he had once seen inside the trunk of the Bronze Divine Tree. Its terrifying and powerful aura gave him nightmares whenever he thought about it, and his heart was gradually turning cold.

Zhang Haike pointed out the most important point: "The Wang family has also been searching for such a large snake. Their ancestor, Wang Zanghai, once captured such a large snake, hoping to obtain the secrets of this world from it. Therefore, the snake's memory still contains Wang Zanghai's secrets."

"So, this is the core of your whole plan, right?" Zhang Wuxun pointed out incisively, "Using the snake as a lure."

“That’s right.” Zhang Haike nodded without hiding anything. “The reason I decided to tell you is that I want to find the snake before the Wang family with your help.”

Therefore, upon hearing Wu Xie's dream, Zhang Haike felt no fear, but rather joy and anticipation, which meant that there was a high possibility that such a giant snake existed here.

Zhang Wuxun thought for a very short time before saying, "What if the snake here isn't the one you're looking for?"

“It doesn’t matter if it isn’t.” Zhang Haike smiled nonchalantly. “Whether that giant snake still exists is unknown. I only need a trigger, a reason for the Wang family to start searching again, and that will be enough.”

Zhang Wuxun nodded, thinking to himself that it was quite a coincidence that Zhang Haike's idea coincided with his own. If it weren't for the giant snake incident, his original plan was to use his past identity as "Zhang Wuxun" as a lure to arouse the Wang family's suspicion and force them to keep pursuing the so-called "resurrected Gu Lan people".

"Then let's add another factor: the giant snake. That will be enough to make the Wang family firmly believe that these things are true."

"Because they are real, aren't they?"

Zhang Wuxun rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, activated his inner energy, and starting from the back of his hand, a crimson line coiled around his arm like a snake and spread out, as if growing from his bones, eventually forming a crimson pattern.

Zhang Wuxun stopped urging it and stretched his arm out in front of Zhang Haike and Wu Xie. The pattern was incomplete; the lines above the elbow were clearly not fully visible.

Zhang Haike stared intently at the pattern, taking a deep breath. "This is the key to your entire plan. That woman who looks exactly like Zhang Haixing is just a messenger." "And also the switch that officially starts the plan," Zhang Wuxun added readily.

Zhang Haike looked at him, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, but more so admiration. "You are a qualified player."

He becomes a piece on the chessboard by getting himself caught up in it, yet he controls the actions of all the players. He knows and uses everything that three generations of people have done.

Zhang Haike couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This guy is truly a prodigy."

Zhang Wuxun saw through his thoughts and remained silent. The so-called great wisdom that bordered on the supernatural was nothing more than the sacrifice and effort of three generations of chess players who fed the chessboard with their own bodies.

Wu Xie listened to their conversation in silence until the surroundings quieted down before he voiced his thoughts, "Muyu, is the totem in your hand related to the Wang family?"

He didn't want to hear Zhang Wuxun's answer; he had just been holding back some things for a long time, and now was the right time to say them.

He murmured, “I’ve seen a pattern that’s almost exactly the same. In the final place indicated by the Shebazhu you left for Fatty, I met a member of the Zhang family.”

He turned to look at him, his expression utterly calm. He asked Zhang Wuxun, "What do you want me to gain from going to that place?"

Zhang Wuxun was silent for a moment, his eyes filled with apology. "I want you to remember that pattern, and after you come to the snow mountain and meet the Zhang family from overseas, learn about all the causes and effects, learn about the calamity that the Nine Gates are suffering, learn about Xiao Ge's past, and become a steadfast player in the game."

"But you fucking schemed against me too!" Wu Xie roared, suddenly stood up and pounced on Zhang Wuxun, knocking him down and clenching his fist to smash it into his face.

But when he met those eyes filled with suppressed sorrow, he froze, his clenched fists gradually loosened, and all the anger in his heart turned into a soreness in his chest. He simply didn't know whether he should cry or continue to throw that punch.

He wanted to give Zhang Wuxun a good beating in return for his long-standing, silent deception, but his fingers and his entire arm were trembling violently. He knew that his subconscious was stopping him, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

All his strength seemed to have drained away in an instant. He slumped back down, silently cursing, "Bastard," though it was unclear who he was cursing.

The more I think about it, the more I realize how fucking messed up my life has been.

Incredibly, a group of skilled near-fox-level experts came one after another to deceive him, a naive newcomer to the martial arts world, like a ball of yarn teasing a cat, making him completely bewildered and even enjoying it.

"Awesome, they're all so capable." Wu Xie sneered, lowering his head. "So what if they schemed against me? At least I'm still alive. Some people don't even care about their own lives, yet they still manage to scheme against me. Compared to them, I'm just a nobody."

"What's there to care about? I can't even control myself," Wu Xie muttered self-deprecatingly. "I'm just option E, the grass on the ground, the instant noodles placed in the front row that everyone can crush, the sunflower that's carelessly discarded, the broken rag doll that will never be taken seriously even if it makes a sound, I am..."

"You are important." Zhang Wuxun felt that if he didn't say anything, things would start to get weird.

Like a stray cat that had just been given a sausage, Wu Xie quickly looked up and pricked up his ears, only to hear Zhang Wuxun say it again, "Of course you are very important."

"At that time, I thought I was going to die, and I didn't know who I could still trust."

Zhang Wuxun lay on his back on the ground, raised a hand to cover his eyes, and whispered, "Only you could do it, Wu Xie."

Wu Xie felt a tightness in his chest. Knowing that his good brother had tricked him made him feel very upset and angry, but seeing Mu Yu's sad expression as he poured out his heart made him feel even worse.

"Never mind," Wu Xie sighed. "It's all in the past anyway, let's just let it all go."

He sidled up to Muyu and patted him on the shoulder. "I forgive you." (End of Chapter)