The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Hua was taken aback, her expression showing some confusion.

Looking at Hua Na's eyes and cheeks, which were red from sadness, Fang Yun had a sudden thought. He took a deep breath and smiled.

"I'll help you find it."

"You'll help me?... " Hua's expression froze for a moment before she understood what Fang Yun meant.

All she could find was the Muchen Pearl.

The Moving Mountain Sect has been established for a thousand years but has not found the Muchen Pearl. It's not something you can just find whenever you want.

Throughout history, the Mountain Moving Taoists were either searching for the Muchen Pearl, or on their way to find it, and they all died while searching for it.

Fang Yun, an outsider, actually told her that he was willing to help.

With the help of the tomb raiders, finding the Muchen Pearl was naturally much more likely, but...

Why? Why?

But Fang Yun's expression didn't seem to be joking; he looked serious and asked.

"You mean... the Muchen Pearl?"

"Of course, a drop of kindness deserves a spring of gratitude." Fang Yun waved his hands, which were wrapped in cloth, with a smile in his eyes.

"Also, I'm a tomb raider. I go into tombs for money. Is it strange to bring a few skilled companions with me?"

"With our combined efforts, we can explore any imperial tomb or royal mausoleum in the world!"

Fang Yun's explanation was quite reasonable, but Hua's disbelief was written all over her face.

The tomb raiders are skilled at finding auspicious burial sites. If they really want to make money, they can find a large tomb, pick out a funerary object, and live a carefree life.

Finding the Muchen Pearl is no easy task; it requires risking your life!

"Fang Yun, are you really serious?"

"Let me tell you, the Muchen Pearl isn't that easy to find, unlike finding a tomb."

"You know my senior brother's abilities; he's been searching for over a decade..."

"You're not just trying to make me happy, are you?"

The constant questioning from Hua made Fang Yun's ears almost explode.

So, Fang Yun gritted her teeth, abruptly turned her head and covered Hua's mouth, then leaned down to Hua's ear and whispered:

"Since you don't believe this reason, I can give you another one."

"I really like you, how about that?"

After saying that, Fang Yun felt a great sense of relief, and his troubled thoughts disappeared.

In this world, in this era, there's no need to think too much.

If you want someone or something, you must get it by any means necessary. Even if it's just a fleeting thought, you must not let it go. Just get things done and don't get caught up in your own feelings.

"Well.."

Hua, whose mouth was covered by Fang Yun, was stunned after hearing Fang Yun's words.

Recalling Fang Yun's care and affection for her along the way, and his attitude towards others, Hua felt her heart race and her cheeks flushed.

Feeling the warmth in his palm, Fang Yun exhaled, released his hand, and gently touched the flower head.

"Follow me closely and don't run around."

In this era, the rosy cheeks of a girl can represent everything.

"oh.."

Hua lowered her head, her face flushed, and simply responded blankly.

Seeing Hua's blank expression, Fang Yun's smile grew even wider.

This girl looks more and more charming and adorable, I think...

Alright, the Muchen Pearl it is. The Tomb of the King of Xian... it's not that difficult for him now.

Of course, it would be best if there were tasks to complete.

(Please give me flowers and ratings.)

Chapter Eighteen: Finally Obtaining the Guanshan Gold Medal

Ten minutes later, Chen Yulou, who had turned back earlier, returned to the cave.

Out of curiosity, Fang Yun asked about it.

Chen Yulou, however, told him not to worry, saying that Xiangyin was his territory, and as long as he was prepared, he could easily take down not only a warlord, but also any force in the entire Hunan region.

They just need to focus on emptying the bottle in the tomb; there's no need to rush.

Hearing this, Fang Yun pursed his lips. After saying all that, he just wanted to hide in the mountains and wait for him to call for reinforcements!

Before long, Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner had also finished exploring the iron tower.

Seeing the disappointment on their faces, Hua didn't even ask any questions; the outcome was obvious.

Chen Yulou looked smug, his mood improving as he watched his men carrying gold and jade treasures.

But the next moment, Chen Yulou was stunned again.

“Brother Dao, Brother Fang, the locks used in this iron tower are all tiger-head locks from the Han and Tang dynasties, not Yuan dynasty items.”

"Presumably, the Yuan Dynasty general never discovered this place, otherwise he wouldn't have left this treasure mountain behind."

"It seems there is an underground palace in this Ping Mountain that we have not yet discovered!"

Although we've gained a lot along the way, we haven't found our goal yet.

Just as Luo Laowai said, going into the tomb is like peeling off a beautiful woman's clothes; the further you go, the more dramatic the scene becomes.

He was unwilling to accept that he hadn't found the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty general, as the burial objects of that Yuan Dynasty general were definitely top-quality items.

If he were to turn back now... word would spread that he was a coward for the Unloading Ridge faction, having retreated in the face of battle.

Moreover, the team cannot leave Ping Mountain yet, lest they be ambushed from behind.

Therefore, Chen Yulou decided to continue exploring the tomb, and asked the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors to put down their work and search the cave for the mountain crevice at the entrance.

.........

As the search area expanded, it was discovered that the surrounding rock walls had been coated with molten iron, leaving no cracks to be found.

However, behind the Medicine King Iron Tower that Fang Yun had previously explored, he found a small room that connected the Medicine King Tower to the rock wall.

That small room was also made entirely of cast iron, but it had no lock.

Upon entering the room, one finds it to be an alchemy room, furnished with a brick furnace and bellows, and surrounded by a lot of worthless medicinal materials.

In the entire iron chamber, the only things that could be associated with money were the jade screen behind the brick furnace and the empty jade bottle in the pile of elixirs.

Seeing that there were no secret passages or hidden doors here, Chen Yulou waved his hand helplessly, as if he was about to give up.

"Let's dismantle it and explore carefully to see if there's a secret passage here."

"Yes!"

Upon receiving Chen Yulou's order, the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors immediately became energetic and rushed into the iron chamber to plunder.

Even a small mosquito is still meat, and there are quite a few jade artifacts in this room; those are all money!

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Chen Yulou looked at Fang Yun and said:

"Brother Fang, the Yuan general's underworld palace should not be here."

"After we've unloaded all the gold and jade treasures, we'll need Brother Fang to perform his dragon-finding and acupoint-locating technique once more!"

"Not here? That's not necessarily true!"

Fang Yun raised an eyebrow at Chen Yulou, his gaze fixed on the jade screen behind the brick furnace.

Several strongmen were gathered around the jade screen, plotting how to move it.

"Zongzi...the Corpse King of Ping Mountain!"

Snapped!

Suddenly, one of the Unloading Ridge Warriors cried out in surprise, stumbled, and fell to the ground, smashing the entire jade screen to pieces.

The men next to him looked in the direction he was pointing and also retreated in unison, raising their guns and shouting, their expressions filled with terror.

"Boss, there's someone here!"

"This is a zongzi!"

Seeing this, Fang Yun felt reassured; the plot hadn't lied to him, and the final mission objective was indeed here.

Behind the original location of the jade screen, a hole was chiseled in the iron wall. The opening was only about the size of the Unloading Ridge Round Mountain Shield. If a person were to crawl inside, they would have to squat down to walk.

At the entrance of the cave, a figure sat cross-legged.

The man was pale all over, with clearly visible dark blue veins beneath his skin, and countless pustules on his skin.

Dressed in a black robe, wearing a black hat, and black boots, he looked exactly like a theatrical performer, perhaps playing a role like the Black Impermanence, the ghost who catches the dead.

No wonder those few Unloading Ridge Warriors were frightened.