Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Just as everyone was stunned by the shock, phantom images appeared from many of the will-o'-the-wisps. Judging from their various clothing, they were clearly ghosts from many different periods.

"hiss…"

Upon seeing this, Wu Xie gasped, stunned and muttering to himself.

"There really are ghosts... This... This doesn't make any sense at all."

"Science can only explain the surface of the world; when it comes to deeper things, these so-called experts turn a deaf ear."

A cold smile appeared on Ji Haobo's face as he shook his head and looked to the side.

"Zhang Menzi, you stay here and watch them. I'll go clean up these small pieces of trash."

Then the Miao sword appeared in his hand, and with a flash, he stood directly on the water's surface and walked towards the approaching ghosts.

With each step Ji Haobo took, a golden halo appeared beneath his feet, forming a lotus flower half a meter in size.

"Holy crap, Master Bo is walking on lotus flowers! I've only ever heard that Buddha was that powerful, but I, Old Hu, never thought I'd actually witness this with my own eyes!"

Not to mention Lao Hu's shock, Wu Xie stood there dumbfounded, as did everyone else, especially Wu Lao San and Da Kui, whose pupils shrank.

They knew Ji Haobo was powerful, but they didn't expect him to be this amazing. Coupled with his ability to make things appear and disappear, he was practically like a legendary deity.

Ji Haobo didn't care about their thoughts; this was his first action since awakening his bloodline.

Yinglong's bloodline is not only extremely strong and yang, causing his qi and blood to turn golden when they erupt, but it also has a natural affinity for water.

Although he couldn't control the water flow at will like someone with superpowers, he could still clearly sense the movement of the water beneath his feet thanks to that closeness.

This is why Ji Haobo can walk on water so easily without making much noise.

Otherwise, in the past, although it was possible to walk on water, there would definitely be ripples and splashes.

As he watched the ghostly spirits drifting towards him on instinct, the Miao sword in Ji Haobo's hand gleamed with golden light, a sign of rising yang energy.

Compared to before, the damage from Qi and Blood to these Yin entities is now more domineering; once they are slashed by the longsword, they vanish instantly.

The people on the boat only saw a golden light flashing in the mist, and soon Ji Haobo returned again.

"Let's go! Fatty and Panzi, go boating. This place is too gloomy; staying here too long won't be good for you."

At this moment, Wu Xie, who was the weakest in terms of constitution, was pale and his body was trembling incessantly, showing signs of yin energy entering his body.

As the boat sailed to a point not far from the waterway leading to the outside world, two crystal coffins appeared above, one on the left and one on the right.

Unlike in the story, where one painting contains a corpse and the other is empty, both paintings are empty.

"Damn, there wasn't a single hair in either of the two coffins. What a fucking stingy guy."

Fatty Wang looked up and grumbled angrily. Then, his eyes darted around and he looked at Ji Haobo.

"Master Bo, why don't we take the coffin back? This crystal coffin might fetch a good price."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Laosan, who was standing nearby, quickly interjected:

"Fatty, those two crystal coffins are of very low purity. They're only slightly better than ordinary stone coffins; they're practically worthless."

He interrupted suddenly for two reasons: firstly, the coffin was indeed not very good, and secondly, he didn't want to waste time, considering how cold his nephew was.

"Oh! Never mind then..."

Wang nodded in disappointment upon hearing this, but then pointed to a spot and exclaimed in surprise.

"Damn... a female ghost? A zombie?"

This guy was looking around to see if there were any other local specialties when he saw two figures standing on the misty mudflats.

Her long hair not only covered her face, but her white feathered robe was also stained with mottled blood, making her look exactly like a female ghost.

Everyone was startled by his sudden exclamation, and Old Hu quickly shone his flashlight over, only to be startled himself.

They also understood why Fatty Wang was calling for a female ghost and a zongzi (rice dumpling).

That's because this isn't a ghostly phantom, but a real, tangible entity;

At their feet lay the dismembered head of a dog, the very same Donkey Testicles they had seen outside.

"Damn, it really is a rice dumpling! Panzi, quickly get Black Hoof!"

Wu Laosan instinctively shouted, but Ji Haobo waved his hand:

"No need, this isn't a rice dumpling, but a man-made 'corpse puppet,' far more bizarre than a rice dumpling."

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could even ask what a 'corpse puppet' was;

The 'corpse puppet' suddenly let out a sharp shriek, "Ah..." Instantly, a tidal wave of corpse beetles appeared on the mudflats, rolling in like waves.

Everyone was horrified at the sight. At the same time, the shrieks of the corpse puppets made them feel like they were seeing illusions, and they heard pitiful pleas in their ears.

"Take me out...take me out...go..."

The shriek was even more intense than the eerie bell sound at the beginning; only Ji Haobo and Zhang Qilin were unharmed.

Not to mention the others who looked like wooden puppets with empty eyes, even Wu Laosan had a pained expression on his face, switching between various expressions.

This was still a faint burst of blood energy from his body, clearly indicating that he had awakened his bloodline, but the degree was too low and the power was insufficient to resist.

"Hmph... Ha..."

This time, it was Ji Haobo who took action again, using the tiger and leopard thunderous sound that caused his internal organs to vibrate, which he transformed into two sounds, "hum" and "ha," to wake everyone up.

Zhang Qilin, who was standing nearby, immediately drew his knife, cut his finger, and placed a drop of blood between everyone's eyebrows.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

When everyone woke up, they were all pale-faced, dizzy and limp on the boat, panting heavily.

"Zhang Menzi, you keep an eye on them. I'll deal with these guys."

Ji Haobo stood on the water, lotus flowers shimmering beneath his feet. Facing the surging corpse beetles, an invisible pressure suddenly erupted from his body.

Although the pressure was invisible and ordinary people could not see it, it was felt by Zhang Qilin, whose bloodline had awakened, and Wu Laosan.

Ji Haobo transformed into a dragon with outstretched wings, naturally exuding an aura of supreme nobility, as well as a terrifying pressure as deep as an abyss.

Although everything was still somewhat blurry, it made their pupils contract, and the two exclaimed in their hearts, "Yinglong bloodline, blood and qi have spirit."

Although there are no different levels of bloodline awakening, there are still different levels of development.

Generally, after awakening, one's physical fitness is enhanced, and then through exercise, one gradually senses the flow of qi and blood.

This process isn't particularly difficult; the key is to carefully sense it, much like sensing the first wisp of air in a novel.

What follows is a long process of accumulating qi and blood, which is very difficult. Not everyone is like Ji Haobo, who has a golden touch that allows qi and blood to surge at will.

Once the Qi and blood have accumulated, one should perceive the spirituality within them, or rather, erase the obsessions within them and integrate the spirituality into one's own Qi and blood.

Then comes the purification of qi and blood, the accumulation of spirituality, and finally the manifestation of the bloodline Dharma form.

For example, Zhang Qilin is currently trying to comprehend spirituality, but it's very difficult for him.

Trying to erase the obsession within will backfire if it fails, and his amnesia might be a consequence of that backfire.

As for Wu Laosan, or rather, this Wu Laosan, he is still in the initial stage of accumulating qi and blood.