This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

"Shut up, all of you! If you keep making noise, I'll throw you all into the river of blood."

Chen Miao was unusually angry. She had an important mission tonight: to find the secrets left behind by Xiao Jianxian. But this whole mess had completely veered off course.

"Tian Yuanzi, what do you think?"

The Chen Miao at this moment is a completely different person from the one Xiao Xingchen remembers. Back then, the Crown Princess Chen Miao was a refined young lady from a noble family, but now she has gained a sharp edge, even the aura of someone in a position of power.

"Perhaps we've discovered an incredible place,"

Tian Yuanzi, holding a tinderbox, stepped forward to investigate and found a torch. As the torch was lit, the space was completely illuminated.

In an instant, all of them felt a chill run down their spines.

Skulls piled up like mountains, bones formed a forest; everywhere you looked, there were only stark white bones.

"Why are there such huge skeletons here?" Qingyu asked with a serious expression.

"Yes, why are there these things at the foot of Cangshan Mountain? What exactly happened here?"

Chen Miao looked at Tian Yuanzi. The only one here who could provide intellectual support was this disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Palace; she couldn't be bothered to think of anyone else.

Tian Yuanzi was perplexed. Who knew why there were so many skeletons here? He asked uncertainly.

"A river of blood, a forest of bones—we've never heard of such a thing. Should we continue forward?"

Chen Miao lowered her head in thought, then turned to look at Xiao Xingchen behind her.

"Before we decide on that, let's ask this bitch about something, shall we?"

Xiao Xingchen couldn't hide his shock; everything here had overturned his expectations. Just as he was pondering this, he heard Chen Miao call his name, and he blurted out...

"What do I care? I just came out for a walk. It's all your fault that I ended up in this terrifying place. You're responsible for getting me out of here, otherwise... otherwise... there seems to be something over there?"

He noticed the cold glint in Chen Miao's eyes halfway through his sentence, so he quickly changed the subject and walked away to the other side, showing no intention of giving a direct answer.

Originally intended as a change of topic, Xiao Xingchen was startled again upon actually walking over. Here stood another monument with both Chinese and English inscriptions. The familiar mix of Chinese and English made it immediately clear to him that it was left by that illiterate Xia Buyu.

Xia Buyu? He murmured the name to himself. His fellow transmigrator from the past seemed to be more than he appeared.

"There's another one with this ancient inscription in front of the Silent Temple, so why is it here as well?"

Tian Yuanzi followed, his eyes filled with confusion.

"The inscription on the stele in front of the Silent Temple was left by Xiao Jianxian. Over the years, no one has been able to decipher the text. The fact that there is one here proves one thing: Xiao Jianxian came to this place. In other words, we..."

Chen Miao glanced at Xiao Xingchen but didn't continue. What she wanted to say was that it seemed they had found the right place.

Xiao Xingchen had no time to pay attention to their thoughts. He stared blankly at the inscription, feeling a bit of a toothache and even an urge to punch someone. The last person to be so despicable was Xiao Jianren; he hadn't expected Xia Buyu to be so cheeky as well.

The inscription reads:

"Haha, newcomer, we meet again. I wonder how many years you've spent getting here. You must have endured a lot of hardships in this world. I'm glad to see you alive. Being able to come here means you've already grasped the essence of the Silent Temple. That's good, it means I can carve fewer words. You don't know, carving inscriptions is very tiring work. Without modern machines, it's all done by hand."

"Actually, I didn't name it the Silent Temple. I encountered this temple after I transmigrated here. The name is very similar to mine. At first, I thought it was a coincidence, but as things progressed, I felt as if some unseen force was guiding me to the Silent Temple."

"I once tried to use our technology to fight against this world, but unfortunately, I failed in the end. I believe you must have experienced some things. This is not a simple feudal dynasty. This world has sword immortals, demons, and Buddhas. You should understand what that means. Our myths may be true here. Those recorded myths are not empty words. I even found a Great Sage Temple in this world. That's right, it's the temple of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Beyond the shock, I devoted a lot of energy to uncovering the secrets of this world, while also trying to figure out how we could return to our original world. But what I dug up was terrifying—it scared the crap out of me!"

"It turns out there were seven transmigrators before me. I'm the eighth, and you're the ninth. The first eight all died, including me. The place you're standing right now is my tomb. There are seven more tombs like this in Cangshan. In addition, we've taken pity on you and left you an empty tomb. If you ever don't want to live anymore, go find your own tomb."

“Be careful. I’ve explored the other people’s graves, and they all seem to suspect that you are the most important one. After all, nine is the ultimate number, and you, the ninth person, should be hiding a great secret. Similarly, the danger you face is far greater than ours.”

"Some people can deduce the identities of time travelers; they call us heretics. I never knew their identities until my death. Do you see the forest of skeletons in my tomb? This was my last great battle with them before I died. Can you imagine that millions died in this small space? That day, rivers of blood flowed, it was a living hell. It was a war unknown to anyone. Of course, with the exposure of this place, the arsenal I mentioned in my first inscription was also completely destroyed. This is not because I broke my promise, but because I did not know I would die when I carved the first inscription."

"That's roughly the situation. As for the rest, good luck to you. If you want to survive, I suggest you reach the pinnacle of this world. Only there will you be qualified to see everything clearly. As for the Great Qian Dynasty, it's a good stepping stone. If you can become emperor and sit on the throne, you'll be very safe."

"I initially wanted to become a sword immortal, but I discovered that my host was physically disabled, so I gave up on that idea. However, I found a sword, a gift I left for you. At the end of this tomb, there is a sword mound. Immortal swords recognize their masters. If you can gain his recognition, you will become the only one among us who has the potential to become a sword immortal. As for the eight of us, let us return to dust and ashes. I hope that in our next life we ​​can be reincarnated back into the world we belong to."

"Let me say one more thing: if you can't hold on any longer, go lie down in your empty grave. As for the outside world, whether the sky falls or the earth collapses, it's none of our business. Don't have a saintly heart here. This is my final advice to you."

"Did you think that was all? Of course not. All eight time travelers who brought modern knowledge to the world died tragically. The story in between could go on for days and nights, but I don't want to carve any more words. I'm too tired. You probably don't know, but all my people are dead. I still have three swords stuck in my body. I wanted to leave you more information, but I found I couldn't go on. I'm very weak."

"I'm so glad I didn't have my day in this world, otherwise I would have died with regrets. Power or strength, you must have one, or my experience will be a warning to you."

"I'm tired, I'm tired. Let it end here. Remember my name, Xia Buyu. I was born on the banks of the Yellow River and grew up under the red flag. The only people I have ever wronged in my life are my parents. Not being able to care for them in their old age and see them off in their final days is the regret of my two lives. I hope you can die peacefully and not follow in our footsteps."

"Finally, this is truly the last sentence: Be careful of Buddha..."