The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

After running out of the imperial mausoleum, Hu Xingtong realized belatedly that he didn't need to run anymore. He glanced behind him and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the ghost hadn't caught up with him.

[Why are you running? That guy doesn't look like he'd hurt you.] The system was puzzled. Although she didn't react and was startled at the time, looking back, it seemed there was really no need to run.

"Can I say I acted on instinct?" Hu Xingtong suddenly felt awkward. Not wanting to go back for the moment, he asked the system, "Let's find the oldest imperial tomb in this world. Let's go to another imperial tomb to loot. If we go back now, there's an 80% chance we'll run into that ghost."

Hu Xingtong felt that he was in such an awkward situation that he had to find another place to hide and recover some health before coming back.

[Yes, there is an imperial tomb about 3,456 kilometers to the south that dates back approximately 1,234 years. However, that dynasty has since been destroyed, and only a few descendants remain.]

"That's great, it's a bargain for us. I'll just go and collect some worthless stones. I shouldn't be contaminated by anything, right?" Hu Xingtong, who was worried, remembered the cause and effect mentioned in the novel he had read before, and asked.

[It depends. Without descendants, there's likely no cause and effect.] The system wasn't sure. The cultivation methods of this world were different from those of most small worlds. All it could be said was that the master who created this world had a somewhat rich imagination.

After confirming the location, Hu Xingtong did not stay any longer and immediately released his blue wings. As his whole body was hidden in the magic formula, he was not afraid of being seen by mortals. He flew directly into the sky. With the help of the system's assisted navigation, it only took him half a day to reach the ancient imperial tomb.

This imperial tomb is buried deep underground, and its interior is much colder and damper than the Liguo Imperial Tomb. Having learned the lesson from the Liguo Imperial Tomb, Hu Xingtong did not chat with the system this time. He focused on being alert to his surroundings, fearing that a ghost or a zongzi would pop out.

Walking on the dark stone road, with the help of the images transmitted by spiritual consciousness, one can barely see the interior of the entire imperial tomb. There are spider webs and hidden animals and insects everywhere. It can be seen that it has indeed been in disrepair for a long time.

It's no wonder that when Hu Xingtong walked in the imperial mausoleum for the first time, she really felt the thrill of tomb robbery. The sense of stealing with caution at every step, which magnified the visual experience in the darkness, really made her excited and thrilled.

[Xingxing, you don't have to be so cautious. You're hiding your form. Apart from those long-lived heroic spirits, no ghosts will see you.]

"You mean, the ghost in the imperial mausoleum is still an old monster that has lived for a long time?" After listening to the system's words, Hu Xingtong still did not relax his vigilance, but just walked a little more normally.

"Yes, there is also a heroic spirit in this mausoleum. However, even if they met, they would not be able to defeat you in your current state. After all, you are now in the Jindan stage, so you shouldn't be so cowardly." Hu Xingtong could sense the system's contempt without even looking at it. He snorted coldly and ignored it.

Arriving deep into the mausoleum, Hu Xingtong indeed saw what he wanted. The walls deep in the mausoleum were closest to the dragon energy, and over a long period of time, the interior had long been closely integrated with the dragon energy. Even the originally ordinary stones had their properties changed after being contaminated by the dragon energy.

As a person, one should have morals. Hu Xingtong did not choose to demolish other people's walls. Instead, he replaced some stones with higher purity of dragon energy on the inner wall with stones containing mixed spiritual energy in the system backpack. Then he also found some crystals nurtured in the dragon energy environment. The harvest was quite rich.

"Other tomb robbers take away treasures, why do you only take away some stones?" The male voice sounded behind her again. Without guessing, Hu Xingtong knew that it was her behavior that attracted the attention of the heroic spirit. This time she was not afraid. She patted the dust off her hands and turned around naturally.

Hu Xingtong was stunned when he turned around. Unlike the previous Heroic Spirit, this one was remarkably handsome, with a face as delicate as a finely crafted jade sculpture, distinct yet soft features, a high nose bridge, and smooth lines. Compared to the celebrities in the real world, the difference was worlds apart. Furthermore, this Heroic Spirit had deep, bright eyes, a lightly raised brow, and a head of jet-black hair, meticulously tied up and secured with a jade hairpin, which flowed naturally behind him, adding a touch of elegance and freshness.

He was dressed in a purple brocade robe with fluttering sleeves, and his every move showed his aristocratic demeanor.

Hu Xingtong was so engrossed in the sight that he forgot to reply to his question. Helplessly, the man had to repeat himself: "I'm asking you, why are all the other people choosing the gold, silver, and jade over there, but you're the only one who's drawn to the stones and grass here?"

Coming back to his senses, Hu Xingtong looked at him and replied, "You don't understand. The stones here are nurtured by the dragon energy here every day. The dragon energy they contain is much purer than those gold, silver and jade objects that came in later. Besides, a gentleman loves money but earns it in a proper way. Those treasures of yours are your burial objects when you become emperors. How can I have the nerve to rob you of the money you spend down there?"

Hearing this, the man chuckled and asked her, "Why don't you come take a look at my coffin? I've been here for a long time, and I can't use those treasures. Why don't you take a look? If you find them useful, you can take them away."

Hu Xingtong didn't believe him, but was happy to talk to him, so he asked directly and bluntly: "Then you must have something to ask me, why don't you just tell me."

The man chuckled softly, his bright eyes gleaming with gentleness before a hint of sadness flashed across his face. He asked her, "I want to ask if my country still exists. I've been waiting here for a long time, but I haven't seen any descendants come down. No one has come here for a long time, and it's become increasingly desolate."

Hu Xingtong was not surprised to see the man's expression change quickly. She had also seen many signs of ruin during her previous investigation. She thought that the dragon energy in this imperial tomb was emitted by this heroic spirit and the stones accumulated over the years. Perhaps in a short time, all the dragon energy would dissipate. If she didn't come at this moment, the dragon energy would hardly work.

"It's probably been more than a hundred years since the country was destroyed. The last emperor's tyranny was overthrown by the people. Not long ago, there was a severe drought here, and water sources were lost. The people were unable to work and had no place to produce food. They eventually moved away, so this place became desolate." Hu Xingtong glanced around, recalling the desolation when he came here. He suddenly felt that people had left and the tea had forgotten. This heroic spirit was indeed lonely.

"Oh, forget it. Future generations will have their own destiny. There is no point in me waiting here any longer." The man sighed, with a look of relief on his face.

Hu Xingtong thought that those who could become heroes must be loyal to their country, and even an emperor should be a wise monarch.

"Little girl, do you want to see my treasures? There are so many things. Let alone other things, this mausoleum was built by me, and I have the most treasures here." The man was a little proud, and he introduced his burial objects in a torrent of words.

Hu Xingtong was surprised by his enthusiasm. Looking at the man, she suddenly had the illusion of inheriting a fortune.

"Are you planning to give me your burial objects and then disappear into thin air?"

The man laughed at her, saying that you couldn't tell she was once an emperor.

"Not really. I still want to go out for a walk. However, seeing you like this, I think you must be an immortal cultivator or something like that. If you are willing, can you take me with you? I still want to see the places you have been to."

Hu Xingtong looked at him and thought it would be nice if he could bring a heroic spirit with him. What's more, he was about to see his treasures. If he really liked one and took it, he would owe him a favor.

As he was thinking this, the system's voice suddenly rang out: [Promise him, ask him if he is willing to be your sword spirit. If the Heroic Spirit becomes the sword spirit, from now on you will be favored by the human race's imperial dragon energy.]

So cool? With the system's prompt, Hu Xingtong didn't plan to let this heroic spirit go. He had to take advantage of the help that came right to his door.

"Of course, but your body may not be able to leave here. If you are willing, how about becoming my sword spirit?" Hu Xingtong asked in a questioning tone. In addition, the man could not bear to refuse because of her slightly childish appearance.

"That's fine. Anyway, you and I get along well. If you need me, just follow me."

Ahhhh!!! He really agreed! Hu Xingtong shouted happily in his heart, extremely happy.