Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Rather, it is known from the plot that Li had actually figured out some of the tricks, and even if he hadn't said anything, Li wouldn't have used brute force.

His questioning of himself at this moment was also a kind of test.

"You should know how to open this door, right?"

Li asked again.

"Ok!"

Yuan Qingyou naturally knew that whether it was passed down from her ancestors or the plot's initiation, it was still vivid in her mind.

Without pausing, she walked straight to the door, took out a sharp dagger, and cut open her palm. Her palm, which had almost healed before she came in, was bleeding profusely again.

This time, not only will blood be used as a catalyst, but a wisp of her soul will also drift leisurely into this door.

"Is the visitor a descendant of the Yuan family?"

The dragon actually spoke in human language, which startled everyone.

Yuan Qingyou knew that the dragon and phoenix contained traces of dragon and phoenix souls, collected by Yuan Tiangang from across the land. While initially of little use, they were extremely valuable when combined with the Mohist mechanical arts. Yuan Tiangang had also infused a wisp of his soul into them, creating a backdoor for future generations. He feared that one day, when the nation was in peril, his descendants might be able to open the tomb and save the country. This matter was known only to his descendants. However, for some unknown reason, it was not opened when the Tang Dynasty fell, nor when the Han people faced extinction during the Song Dynasty, nor when the Manchus entered China, nor when European powers invaded China. Only those of his time could understand this.

"Yes."

Yuan Qingyou responded softly.

The dragon did not speak again.

Amidst the thunderous roar, the gate that had remained closed for thousands of years was opened at this moment.

The moment the long-sealed door opened, everyone present was shocked.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, what unfolded before them were rows of houses and a straight avenue, at the end of which stood a magnificent palace.

"Rumor has it that the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor is a replica of the Qin Palace. I never expected that the Qianling Mausoleum would actually replicate the entire Chang'an city underground. How much audacity did Wu Zetian have?"

Li, who had remained calm throughout the journey, was astonished. Although Yuan Qingyou also knew the secret behind it, she couldn't help but marvel at it when she experienced it firsthand.

There is no light underground, yet everyone can see this place so clearly.

It turned out that every rooftop was filled with luminous pearls, and the number of these pearls was simply incalculable—it was terrifying!

Just how many treasures are hidden in Wu Zetian's tomb that a luminous pearl could illuminate this entire area for miles around? Compared to the initial shock upon entering, everyone was now filled with barely suppressed excitement. How many people in this world have ever witnessed such a scene?

If this was the situation on the streets of Chang'an, then what kind of scene must it be inside the imperial palace? No one could even begin to guess.

Strolling along Chang'an Street, one is not only awestruck by the luminous pearl, but the entire street itself also reveals the prosperity and grandeur of the Tang Dynasty. No wonder the entire nation could dedicate its resources to building such a magnificent tomb.

At this moment, Yuan Qingyou did not pay any attention to the luminous pearl. After all, she had experienced too many stories, and these things were just external possessions. She had seen too many of them before.

The reason the tomb door shocked her before was because she had personally experienced the dragon's might on the tomb door and the sweet smell from the reservoir above her head, which she found hard to resist.