That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Lin Zhifeng is a man of principle.

Since we came in with our brothers, we should naturally share all the benefits equally.

Of course, regarding the inheritance, it depends on their individual destiny. Whoever has the opportunity to obtain an unparalleled inheritance is someone others can only envy.

Lin Zhifeng stopped in front of the stone door to the inner room.

This stone door is not as thick as the blocking stone at the entrance of the tomb, but if you don't want to cause damage, you still have to find a mechanism.

Lin Zhifeng carefully examined the stone door and discovered that the first half of a poem was engraved on it, but the second half was left blank. It seemed that the tomb owner wanted someone to complete the poem before allowing anyone to enter his tomb.

The first line of the poem carved on the stone gate is: "To become a pair of mandarin ducks, what is death to me?"

Lin Zhifeng wasn't actually a person who appreciated refined culture, but fortunately, this line of poetry was widely circulated in their time. Everyone liked to use this line to express their longing for love and unwavering loyalty. So, he happened to be able to come up with the next line.

As if possessed, Lin Zhifeng pulled out the Phoenix Cry Sword and used it as a "pen" to carve the second half of the poem on the stone gate: "I would rather be a pair of mandarin ducks than an immortal."

Lin Zhifeng finished carving the Phoenix Cry sword and was about to sheathe it when the sword seemed to resist being sheathed, letting out a long cry.

For some reason, Lin Zhifeng could hear the pain and sorrow in that long cry.

At this moment, the stone gate also changed.

Because Lin Zhifeng answered the poem correctly, he deciphered the mechanism of the stone door, and the stone door slowly opened.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhifeng flipped his wrist, placed the Phoenix Cry Sword, which refused to be sheathed, against his right arm, and darted inside.

Upon entering the inner chamber, Lin Zhifeng discovered that the mausoleum was not large at all—it only had four burial chambers; the burial goods in the side chambers were not particularly luxurious or abundant; and even the inner chamber, which was generally used to bury the owner of the tomb, was not large, only a few dozen square meters in size.

The inner chamber was empty; there was no coffin as one would expect. Only in the center was a large futon upon which sat a human body.

The body was incorruptible and lifelike.

Lin Zhifeng approached and examined the tomb closely, discovering that the tomb's occupant was an adult male, though he couldn't discern the occupant's age with his keen eyesight.

As for his face, his features were exquisite. He must have been an unparalleled beauty when he was alive! Although he was now blindfolded, it did not diminish his beauty in the slightest. His thick eyelashes quietly covered his eyelids, as if he would open his eyes at any moment.

Lin Zhifeng had seen his share of beautiful women.

Putting aside the application of genetic technology in his original world, where everyone was handsome and beautiful, with almost no ugly people; even after he transmigrated to this cultivation world, he and his senior brothers were all good-looking; not to mention Ding Mo, the pride of their Sword Sect.

Even so, Lin Zhifeng had to admit that the tomb owner was the most beautiful person he had ever seen—even with his eyes closed.

As he was admiring the handsome man, a bead on the ceiling of the inner room suddenly spun and emitted a beam of light.

The beam of light shone directly onto the body of the tomb's occupant.

Lin Zhifeng was startled and barely managed to suppress his instinct to leap backward.

The light slowly faded, as if absorbed into the body of the tomb's occupant. Lin Zhifeng had no idea what was happening. Was it a sign of the corpse coming back to life?

Before he could react, the tomb owner's eyes slowly opened.

Lin Zhifeng's eyes met those eyes, and a flood of idioms rushed through his mind. Phrases like "shimmering with water," "bright and beautiful eyes"... in short, his limited vocabulary couldn't adequately describe the beauty of those eyes.

The tomb owner then opened his mouth and began to speak: "Are you from the mortal realm?"

Lin Zhifeng, having his origins exposed, disregarded his panic and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Feng Cry, which had been held behind his right arm by his hand and had refused to go back into its sheath, suddenly broke free of his hand and flew towards the owner of the tomb with a "whoosh".

Lin Zhifeng hurriedly tried to summon it back using the power of the contract, but Feng Ti completely ignored him.

Lin Zhifeng's mind raced, and he came up with a possibility: the tomb's owner was a demon sealed here, and they (mainly himself) had inadvertently broken the seal. Now that the demon had been released, it would likely be detrimental to the entire cultivation world.

His Phoenix Cry Sword is one of the four sacred swords of the Sword Sect. Legend has it that it was a treasure left to the Sword Sect by its predecessors before their ascension.

It must be to protect me, and incidentally slay demons and monsters. Lin Zhifeng thought to himself, feeling somewhat moved.

It's true that the Phoenix Cry Sword flew rapidly towards the tomb's occupant, but upon reaching him, it turned around: now the sword tip faced outwards, and the hilt towards him. The hilt was still clinging to his hand, trying to slip into it.

Lin Zhifeng was filled with questions and exclamation marks. What was going on?

Before he could even ask, the man gently grasped the hilt of Feng Ti's sword, skillfully twirled it, and said, "It seems you are Feng Ti's new master?"

When Lin Zhifeng heard him mention Feng Ti's name, and seeing Feng Ti's expression as if he had met his father, he boldly guessed that this person might be Feng Ti's former master.

That's alright, there's no need to worry that he's a sealed demon. Since he's recognized by the Phoenix Cry Sword, he must be a senior from the Sword Sect.

Lin Zhifeng immediately performed a junior's bow and respectfully replied, "That's me."

The man played with the phoenix cry for a few moments, then handed it to Lin Zhifeng, saying, "This phoenix cry followed me through thick and thin, slaying demons and monsters. It was only a hair's breadth away from being upgraded to a celestial artifact. It's all my fault for being such a useless master, forcing it to return to the Sword Tomb."

After saying that, he smiled and looked at Lin Zhifeng: "Please treat it well, and don't let it down like I did."

Lin Zhifeng didn't know what to say, so he could only nod repeatedly.

The man continued, "I thought he was the one who finally found me, but it turns out I was just being delusional once again."

Lin Zhifeng: "..." I can't give a good review, there are just too many things to complain about!

Who is "he"? Please note, it's "he". Of course, for cultivators, gender is not an issue.

Some people thought it was him coming to find him, which suggests that something happened between the two of them before, and the tomb owner hid away, waiting for "him" to come to him. But that person never came.

He also said, "He's just being delusional again," which shows that the problem between the two lies in the unequal emotional investment.

Some related questions are: Was the tomb owner dead? How did he die? Was that person dead? Otherwise, why didn't they come looking for the tomb owner?

Lin Zhifeng had caught up in so much gossip in such a short time that his mind was racing. But as a junior, he couldn't very well ask! He was really anxious!

The man remained silent for a while before asking about the swordsmanship Lin Zhifeng practiced.

Lin Zhifeng replied, "This junior has two spirit swords, one of water element and one of fire element, and I cultivate both water and fire."

The man exclaimed in surprise, "When I saw you carrying the Phoenix Cry Sword, I thought you practiced fire-based swordsmanship. So you're a dual cultivator of water and fire? Then your other water-based spirit sword wouldn't be Crane Cry, would it?"

Lin Zhifeng hurriedly took out Crane's Cry from the system's inventory, presented it with both hands, and said, "That's right!"

The man took the crane's cry and drew it from its scabbard.

The crane's behavior was completely different from the phoenix's cry just now—it showed absolutely no reaction.

It sat obediently and lifelessly in the man's hand, devoid of any spirit.

Those who don't know the facts would think it doesn't have a sword spirit at all, and is just an ordinary sword.

But Heming wasn't like that at all; Lin Zhifeng loved riding on Heming's sword. Not only could Heming fly high and fast, but it also often played little pranks on him, like suddenly ascending and descending during flight, playing childish games with Lin Zhifeng. Lin Zhifeng enjoyed it nonetheless.

This mischievous sword is now unresponsive, just like an ordinary sword. What does that mean? It means it's angry, angry at that person.

The man gently flicked the blade of Crane's Cry and said, "I wronged you two back then. Now that you have a good master, let's stay together and make the best of a good relationship."

After saying that, he tossed the Crane Cry to Lin Zhifeng and said solemnly, "I am already dead. This is just a wisp of my soul that I left behind, and it won't last long. Since you were able to find this place and even opened two mechanisms, it means we are destined to meet. I will pass on my legacy of the Water and Fire Twin Swords to you!"