Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Who is the Heavenly Emperor?

That was the supreme being who ruled over all the heavens and was invincible for 100,000 years!

Even a stone left behind by him is priceless!

If this fat Taoist priest really existed, would he be here exchanging these tattered items with them?

They've long been revered by powerful forces, or secretly cultivated themselves into unparalleled masters!

Xiao Fan thought even deeper, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

How did that fat Taoist know what they got? They had clearly already put it into their storage bags!

Unless the Taoist priest had been secretly following them and witnessed their harvest.

Or perhaps he can see through the storage bag?

To be able to see through a storage bag, one must at least possess a king-level divine sense, right?

But isn't this ancient imperial tomb restricted to those above the first level of the Sendai realm?

Could this Taoist priest be a hidden, unparalleled expert who used special methods to suppress his cultivation level to enter?

But if someone is that strong, they should just take it directly. Why bother with this pretense?

Both possibilities sent a chill down Xiao Fan's spine.

However, he felt it should be the first one, because this was an ancient emperor's tomb, restricted by the ancient emperor, and basically no one except those of the same level could violate this restriction.

And this fat guy couldn't possibly be of the same level.

Would an ancient emperor-level being tricked into giving them something so trivial? Impossible.

Xiao Fan tightened his grip on the sword hilt, his eyes fixed sharply on Wu Liang.

Standing behind Xiao Fan and the other two, Jiang Hao, who had been being protected, had a rather interesting expression on his face.

He was speechless.

Good heavens, the cultivation technique I left behind? How come I didn't know I had left behind such an ancient scripture fragment in my younger days?

This fat Taoist priest is really good at talking nonsense; he's even trying to drag me into this.

Jiang Hao mentally complained, but his gaze naturally fell on the fat Taoist priest who called himself Wu Liang, and he began to examine him carefully.

At first glance, Jiang Hao only thought the Taoist priest's appearance was comical and his behavior was eccentric, but as he looked at him, his gaze paused slightly.

Then, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting, his gaze focused on a certain spot on the fat Taoist priest.

The casual, amused expression on his face gradually faded.

Jiang Hao's lips curled up slightly, and he almost burst out laughing.

Good heavens, it was you!

Jiang Hao's gaze pierced through Wu Liang's physical body, revealing something deep within it.

There were several extremely obscure marks there.

It is the Seal of Reincarnation!

This fat Taoist priest, Wu Liang, is the reincarnation of the Underworld Lord!

Jiang Hao was both surprised and delighted.

After helping Lingbao Tianzun return, he thought of finding Mingzun to study him.

This mysterious celestial being from the mythological era is said to be undergoing some kind of reincarnation and transformation, and is frequently reincarnated.

Unexpectedly, he encountered his reincarnation in the ancient emperor's tomb in Beidou.

It's like searching high and low without finding it; sometimes, when fate comes along, you can't stop it.

This time, we must make the most of the Underworld Lord's resources.

Moreover, judging from the aura of this fat Taoist Wu Liang, his Samsara Seal is pure and profound, indicating that he is full of spirituality in this life and should have good talent.

But this personality is a bit...

Wu Liang felt a little uneasy under Jiang Hao's gaze, so he looked at Jiang Hao carefully and scratched his head, muttering to himself:

"Strange, old sir, something seems a bit off about you. You clearly have no cultivation... How peculiar!"

Jiang Hao smiled inwardly.

As expected of the Lord of the Underworld, even with his true spirit obscured, his intuition remains so sharp.

He coughed and said to Wu Liang, "Daoist Master, are you really that generous? You're exchanging the Heavenly Emperor's possessions for such a small amount? Daoist Master, are you a professional swindler?"

Upon hearing Jiang Hao question his legitimacy, Wu Liang immediately straightened his chubby face, feigning a great insult, and raised his voice several decibels:

"Old sir, you can't just say things like that. I, Wu Liang, have traveled the Big Dipper for the sake of honesty. I treat everyone fairly, young and old, and my goods are genuine. Go and ask around; who doesn't know that I, Daoist Wu Liang, am the most honest, kind, and helpful person?"

He patted his chest, swearing confidently, "Lie to you? How could I? I swear to heaven, if I uttered even half a lie just now, may I... may I be struck by lightning!"

He spoke with absolute certainty and his face was righteous and awe-inspiring, clearly very familiar with the process of making oaths and oaths, and didn't take it seriously at all.

Anyway, swearing is just talk; it's not real. He's used to it; he swears all the time.

"Boom!"

Before Wu Liang could finish speaking, an extremely loud thunderclap exploded without warning in the sky above the ancient tomb space above everyone's heads!

The sound was so loud that it made the entire stone palace ruins vibrate.

"Oh my god!" Wu Liang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he almost jumped up on the spot. His neck shrank instinctively, and his face turned three degrees pale instantly.

He looked up at the dome of the stone hall with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, then glanced around guiltily, muttering to himself:

"This is weird... This is strange... Why is there thunder in this godforsaken place? It's a coincidence... It must be a coincidence!"

Xiao Fan was speechless. This fat Taoist priest was indeed a swindler; the oath he made had already come true!

Zhang Bo, being even more straightforward, spat on the ground and pointed at Wu Liang, saying:

"Master Wu Liang, did you see that? Even lightning struck you, and you still say you don't lie?"

Jiang Hao, standing behind, smiled wryly.

Oh, Lord of the Underworld, you've truly maxed out your skills in courting death in this reincarnation.

To lie in my name and make such an oath in front of me, the Heavenly Emperor...

Looking at Wu Liang's terrified yet forced composure, and then at Xiao Fan's wariness and Zhang Bo's undisguised disgust, Jiang Hao thought the scene was utterly ridiculous.

Jiang Hao coughed lightly and said slowly:

"Taoist Master, look, you can't just make a vow like that. There are gods watching over us, and besides, you're using the Heavenly Emperor's name to swindle and deceive people. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Heavenly Emperor?"

Wu Liang felt even more uneasy after Jiang Hao's words. His face flushed red and then turned pale. He gave a dry laugh, his confidence completely gone.

"Ha...haha, it's a misunderstanding. The Heavenly Emperor wouldn't go to such lengths over something so trivial..."

He became more and more uncertain as he spoke. He had sworn oaths before and nothing had happened, but this time he got into trouble just by using the name of the Heavenly Emperor to deceive people. Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor is really watching over things in Heaven?

Wu Liang panicked, but he didn't want to leave empty-handed.

He began to boast incessantly about how precious his things were and how rare the opportunity was, speaking in glowing terms.

Xiao Fan and Zhang Bo naturally refused.

Wu Liang was still not giving up and changed his story again.

They would say things like "It's fate that we met" or "This humble Taoist sees that you have extraordinary talent," trying to get closer to you.

Jiang Hao watched from the side, secretly delighted.

Is this the reincarnation of the Underworld Lord? The Underworld Lord who commanded the awe of all the heavens in that mythological era?

How did he end up being reincarnated as such a slick, silly, and shameless person?

Or perhaps the Underworld Lord was always like this? Jiang Hao smiled at the thought of this possibility.

Good heavens, I never expected you to be this kind of Underworld Lord.

Jiang Hao decided that he had to save this scene so that he could show it to the Underworld Lord when his memories were restored, and let him have a good laugh.

After much pleading, Wu Liang finally gave up, seeing that Xiao Fan and the other person were determined not to change their minds. He muttered that they didn't appreciate his kindness and left, looking back every few steps.

That round, chubby back looked rather flustered.

Once Wu Liang was out of sight, Zhang Bo breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xiao Fan and Jiang Hao:

"Xiao Fan, Elder Jiang, this fat Taoist priest is a real liar. He's spouting nonsense and he'll get struck by lightning. Let's just ignore him."

Xiao Fan nodded in deep agreement. This fat Taoist priest was not only good at talking nonsense, but also shameless.

They even cheat young people out of their things.

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded: "It's good that you know what I mean. Let's go."

Xiao Fan and Zhang Bo protected Jiang Hao as they continued deeper into the ancient tomb.

Under Jiang Hao's subtle guidance, they avoided several powerful groups and gradually approached the core area.