The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

As Ying Huan stepped into this mysterious tomb, she was immediately struck by the sight. In the center of the chamber lay a massive black coffin, entwined with heavy iron chains, as if bound by some unspeakable force. These chains, tightly wrapped around the coffin, created a sense of oppression that seemed impossible to escape. Nine thick chains extended from the coffin, connecting it to the surrounding walls. Each chain ended in a shimmering, immortal talisman, emanating a mysterious and powerful aura that instilled a deep sense of awe in the tomb's occupant. These talismans and chains not only formed a formidable defense but also seemed to speak of an ancient and mysterious history, fueling a deep curiosity about the tomb's origins and its contents.

Ying Ni shifted her perspective, her gaze following the outline of the coffin. She noticed it wasn't placed directly on the ground, but rather resting on two massive stones, with the chain hanging suspended in the air, as if silently revealing some ancient secret. She swallowed, a strange sense of nervousness and curiosity welling up within her. She knew she was about to uncover a secret that had been sealed for millennia. The layout of the tomb and the placement of the coffin betrayed the designer's meticulous consideration, as if every detail held hidden meanings, waiting for her to decipher.

Summoning her courage, she stepped forward for a closer inspection. The coffin's material astounded her—it was crafted from the legendary Nine Heavens Black Iron combined with other precious minerals, its surface covered in intricate restrictions and talismans. Every stroke betrayed the craftsman's meticulous craftsmanship, and these talismans and restrictions, without exception, were designed to suppress the contents within. She could sense the immense power within, the entire tomb seemingly enveloped by this force, a stillness and heaviness. These restrictions and talismans served not only to prevent the contents from escaping but also to protect the outside world from its influence. Their power was so immense that it intimidated anyone who attempted to approach.

Ying Ni's fingers gently slid across the icy talismans, sensing the immense power they held. These talismans and restrictions seemed to be the final barrier protecting the contents of the coffin, the key to unlocking the tomb's secrets. She knew she was about to uncover a secret that had been sealed for millennia. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for whatever lay ahead. Her heart was filled with a longing for the unknown, yet she also understood that once she took this step, there would be no turning back.

Ying Ni's fingers glided lightly and deftly across the coffin's surface. Her spiritually charged fingertips seemed to play a silent melody, slowly infusing streams of energy into this ancient vessel. As this power seeped through, the scene within the coffin gradually became clearer, like a scroll sealed by time slowly unfolding. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement, like a child exploring an unknown treasure, filled with anticipation for the secrets about to be revealed. She knew that what lay within the coffin might hold the tomb's most profound secret, and she was about to be its first witness.

Within the coffin, the being that had slumbered for countless ages seemed to sense the disturbances from the outside world and began to struggle to free itself from its long-held constraints. Its power surged within the coffin, its impacts resonating like dull thunder in the silent space, as if a longing for freedom and a protest against its restraints. Each impact caused the entire tomb to tremble slightly, as if warning anyone who attempted to disturb its slumber.

A smug smile curled up Ying Ni's lips. She had long anticipated this, and now, everything was as she had anticipated. She stopped channeling her spiritual energy, unable to suppress the smile. She crouched down and let out a clear, resounding laugh, like a goose's joy, echoing through this mysterious space. Her laughter was filled with the joy of victory and the challenge of the unknown. She knew she had successfully triggered the mechanism within the coffin, and the next discovery would reveal the tomb's deepest secrets.

She wasn't worried about her laughter being heard outside, for she had already set up a soundproofing array before entering this mysterious space. This array served as an invisible barrier, isolating her from the outside world, allowing her to freely express her emotions without worrying about external interference or interruption. In this carefully crafted realm, she could fully savor her discoveries and achievements. She knew that the soundproofing array not only protected her safety but also allowed her to concentrate on exploring this mysterious tomb, unaffected by any external influences.

The being within the coffin seemed to recognize Ying Ni's voice and began pounding against the walls even more violently, attempting to break the ancient seal. But all its efforts were in vain, for the coffin's material was incredibly strong. The pounding only echoed through the empty space, unable to break the ancient seal. The being within the coffin seemed to struggle with all its might, but Ying Ni knew that as long as she didn't touch and break the seal, it would never escape. She was the true master of this tomb.

Ying Ni's laughter echoed through the empty tomb. Her laughter was light and lingering, like the whisper of a ghost, echoing in the silent space. She straightened herself and gracefully strode toward the massive coffin, each step appearing unhurried and unhurried. The coffin lay silent, like a sleeping beast, awaiting awakening at some unknown moment. She stood before it, her gaze deep, as if she could penetrate the heavy wooden planks and see the secrets within.

"It's truly unbelievable. That once unrivaled being is sealed within this gloomy coffin. It's truly a rare spectacle." Her voice was low and ironic, as if mocking the fickleness of fate, echoing in the silent, empty space. The behemoth within the coffin, the once invincible being, could only struggle within its seal, unable to escape. It heard Ying Ni's voice, a familiar one, but its memory had become hazy. Its movements unconsciously slowed, as if it was struggling to identify the source of the voice. Its sluggish mind began to activate, trying to recall Ying Ni's identity, trying to recover those sealed memories of the past.

"This is truly surprising. We've met again under such completely unexpected circumstances, and this moment between you and me is so deeply moving. Long time no see, former Zombie Forefather Jiang Chen." Her voice was low and full of emotion, each word seemed squeezed between her teeth, tinged with a hint of helplessness and vicissitudes, as if she were recounting a long and weighty history. Her tone revealed an indescribable complex of emotions: a mixture of nostalgia for the past, a sense of helplessness about her current circumstances, and a deep sense of regret for the fickleness of fate.