Quick Transmigration: The Villain is Destiny, the Protagonist Takes a Backseat

"Holy crap! What's going on?"

Some people expressed their surprise and doubt.

The boundless darkness nurtured fear, and to bolster their courage, the initially quiet group gradually became noisy.

Everyone pulled out everything they could to try and light a fire, but those left at the back of the group were mostly unskilled rogue cultivators. In the end, the group managed to gather a tiny spark, with visibility of only about three meters.

“A-Yu”.

"Don't be afraid, I won't let you fall," Li Yu assured her.

"I believe you."

Amidst the noise, Ji Qiuzhe was led steadily down the steps by Li Yu.

He could also use open-fire techniques, but he had Li Yu, so he could entrust himself to him completely without worry.

Therefore, he decided not to be a candle, burning himself to illuminate others.

As we descended, the air gradually thinned, and a faint, unpleasant stench wafted from somewhere—pungent, nauseating, and sticky.

"vomit."

Someone couldn't help but gag.

Ji Qiuzhe was prepared; he pulled the mask on his chin up to cover the lower half of his face and block out the smell.

The zombies were perfectly at home in this place, while the other three seemed to have no sense of smell, their expressions all relaxed.

Fortunately, this long road has finally come to an end.

When their feet touched solid ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, yet couldn't help but hold their breath.

This means that they have finally reached the threshold of the ancient tomb.

From now on, they must be on high alert, ready to face the traps and hidden weapons that may be triggered at any time in the tomb, as well as unexpected events that may occur in any way.

Those who come here are all somewhat disregarding life and death.

Those who were previously able to make jokes fell silent. In fact, no one knew how many people were ahead of them when they got here.

No one will stop or retreat.

There's a fork in the road ahead.

Li Yu suddenly slowed down.

"How many?"

"Nine."

"I'll listen to you, you can take me anywhere." Ji Qiuzhe trusted Li Yu completely.

Li Yu was pleased, and the more time she spent with Ji Qiuzhe, the more she understood the reassuring calmness that emanated from his very bones.

This feeling has nothing to do with age or experience.

It is a heartfelt sense of self-identity and fearlessness in the face of all the difficulties and dangers in the world.

If at first it was more about possessiveness, after spending time together, Li Yu felt that he and Ji Qiuzhe depended on each other.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if the two of them were even in perfect sync with the frequency of their soul vibrations.

"grumble--"

The small snake on his wrist suddenly made a sound, startling Ji Qiuzhe.

Since leaving Qingning Village, it had fallen into a deep sleep, and over time, he had forgotten that the thing on his wrist was a living creature.

"My lord, I smell a pleasant scent."

Green Snake's eyes gleamed, and he swallowed uncontrollably. "That aura is very similar to that of the Prince."

To them, the energy emanating from king-level ghosts or zombies is incredibly nourishing, much like catnip that lures cats, intoxicating snakes.

If it weren't for Li Yu's overwhelming aura, Green Snake would have originally planned to follow him.

However, the effect was the same on Ji Qiuzhe, since he and the Zombie King were almost inseparable.

"lead the way."

Li Yu's words were concise and to the point.

Upon receiving the order, the green snake consciously detached itself from Ji Qiuzhe's wrist and climbed up Li Yu's shoulder along their clasped hands.

Ignoring the others who remained standing, the group chose a side path and went in without hesitation.

This side path was clearly not a popular choice, and after getting away from the group of rogue cultivators, the passage gradually fell silent.

"So, is that aura your heart, A-Yu, or Zhou Guanyu's?"

Ji Qiuzhe walked beside Li Yu and asked him.

The road was surprisingly wide, enough for two adult men to walk side by side.

Unlike everyone else, these few people were not interested in the treasure or anything about the ninth-level celestial master. Their main purpose in coming here was to find Li Yu's heart.

More than a month ago, Yu Lou's subordinates brought news that the Feng family patriarch was searching for virtuous men to be buried in his tomb.

Along with this news came the rumor that the Feng family ancestor had once obtained a pigeon blood ruby.

Legend has it that the palm-sized stone is incredibly hard and contains infinite mysteries. Even a powerful ancestor like him could not fathom its secrets in his entire life.

This rumor clearly tells them that it is very likely Li Yu's heart.

Even knowing that everything was too much of a coincidence.

They had only just begun their search for Li Yu's heart when news of it, which had never appeared in the entire two-thousand-year history of the world, suddenly emerged. The intense atmosphere of conspiracy within it was almost overwhelming, yet Ji Qiuzhe still came without hesitation.

Because of this tomb, the original world never existed.

He also wanted to see what kind of 'surprise' was hidden inside!

The passage wasn't very long; after walking for about ten minutes, they could faintly hear the sounds of fighting ahead.

Without being told anything, the group tacitly slowed their pace and moved slowly forward.

After leading the way, the green snake climbed back onto Ji Qiuzhe's wrist and continued to cosplay the green bracelet.

He has damaged too much of his cultivation, and is now just a lowly demon with weak demonic power, needing to sleep for most of the day.

"We clearly discovered this spellbook first, Zhao Tiansheng, how can you just steal it without any shame?"

The voice that spoke was male, and he didn't sound very old.

The two people arguing were none other than Zhao Tiansheng, Qian Xiaoman, and Tang Xiu.

This is a small tomb chamber.

Apart from a bookcase, a desk, a chair, and an oil lamp that was barely extinguished.

There was only a skeleton sitting at the table, dressed in a green official robe and wearing an official hat, and a stack of calligraphy and paintings and several books neatly arranged on the table in front of the skeleton.

What they were fighting over was a well-preserved eighth-order spellbook hidden at the very bottom of the calligraphy and painting.

Qian Xiaoman and Tang Xiu originally found the book, but just as they got their hands on it, the Skeleton Official suddenly attacked them, catching them off guard and causing the book to fly out of their hands.

Just then, Zhao Tiansheng arrived and joined the battle.

The three of them worked together to defeat the skeleton. Zhao Tiansheng was close to the book, so he picked it up and tried to leave.

They were stopped by Qian Xiaoman and Tang Xiu.

"So what if you found it first?" Zhao Tiansheng seemed to find his words utterly ridiculous.

"Old Master Feng said that everything in this tomb belongs to the capable. I worked so hard to help you smash this skeleton, was it just for charity?"

"You!" Qian Xiaoman couldn't argue with him, so she had no choice but to shut up.

The red-haired girl standing next to him glared coldly at the shameless man before her. "Qian Xiaoman, don't waste your breath on him. Let's snatch the spellbook back together."

"it is good."

Qian Xiaoman and Tang Xiu exchanged a glance, then tacitly raised their daggers again and charged towards Zhao Tiansheng.