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

"Good heavens, this guy's at it again. Is this reincarnation of the Underworld Lord obsessed with money or what? Is this little thing really worth all this scheming?"

Jiang Hao found it strange. Logically speaking, someone like the Underworld Lord would not lack any treasures, but why did his reincarnation seem to be desperately poor?

What a miser!

Seeing that another plan failed, Wu Liang's eyes darted around again, and he put on a fawning smile:

"Since you fellow Daoists do not need my treasure for the time being, how about you take me with you? My cultivation is decent and my knowledge is extensive."

"The key is that people are hardworking, can explore, and can carry bags. If we go together, we'll definitely get more. Those Qingming Clan and Daoyang Mountain guys have more people and more power, so we need to stick together, right?"

He stubbornly stood on the side of the line, making it clear that he couldn't be driven away.

Xiao Fan looked at Lu Qingxuan, who frowned slightly. She didn't like crowds, but this Taoist priest seemed slick and had a strange aura, making her unsure of what to do.

The three looked at Jiang Hao; now, they basically listened to him.

Jiang Hao stroked his beard, his smile deepening.

This is the reincarnation of the Underworld Lord, a living fossil from the mythological era. It would be so interesting to have it by your side.

It's a good opportunity to see what kind of path the Underworld Lord is taking in this life. Who knows, well, later when his memories awaken, these dark histories will be precious testaments to our Daoist friendship.

"It is fate that we meet," Jiang Hao said gently.

"Since Master Wu Liang is willing to come along, it will be good to have more people to help each other. As long as you follow the rules and don't cause trouble, it's fine to travel together."

Wu Liang was overjoyed and quickly patted his chest to assure him, "Don't worry, sir, I'm a very law-abiding citizen and will never cause trouble. I'll scout ahead and carry the loads without complaint!"

Thus, the group of four became a team of five.

With Wu Liang joining the team, the atmosphere in the group became much more lively.

This fat Taoist priest was a chatterbox; he kept talking the whole way.

From gossip and secrets about various races in the heavens to outrageous rumors about tomb raiding, well, most of these are fabricated by him.

They can even comment on the flowers, plants, and stones they encounter along the way, speaking eloquently, although perhaps only one or two out of ten sentences are accurate.

He was also very diligent; his eyes would light up whenever he saw something valuable, and he would volunteer to pick or dig it up.

Their "Three Alls Policy" attitude stunned everyone. Was it really necessary?

Once, he discovered a Ganoderma lucidum hidden in a rock crevice. Excitedly, he rushed over, which triggered a simple warning restriction.

A flash of light, though it didn't injure anyone, alerted another small team that was resting nearby, drawing wary glances and muttered curses.

Xiao Fan and Lu Qingxuan were both somewhat helpless.

Zhang Bo rolled his eyes: "Taoist priest, can you just shut up for a second?"

Wu Liang scratched his head sheepishly: "It was an accident, purely an accident. I was just trying to generate some revenue for the team!"

Jiang Hao watched with a smile, occasionally shaking his head when Wu Liang caused any trouble, his eyes full of amusement.

"This is the Lord of the Underworld...this is the reincarnation of the Lord of the Underworld who gave so many powerful figures in the mythological era a headache?"

"This personality is so peculiar. Could it be that he has reincarnated too many times, causing his true spirit to be clouded and leading him to let himself go?"

"Or is this just his true nature?"

"He used to act all high and mighty, but now that he's reincarnated, he's completely shameless? Interesting."

What left Xiao Fan and his group speechless was that Wu Liang wasn't content with just following the group and picking up scraps.

He often makes excuses to leave the team temporarily, saying things like, "I'm going to use the restroom."

One moment he says, "There seems to be some movement ahead, I'll go investigate."

Then, not long after, faint roars of fury or screams could be heard from a nearby direction:

"Which damn bastard is that?! Where's the Crimson Flame Essence I just found?!"

"My Nine-Leaf Soul Grass was just here!"

"Who? Who stole the bait from my trap? And replaced it with a broken rock!"

This left Xiao Fan and his two companions looking at each other in bewilderment; this fat Taoist priest was far too much of a troublemaker.

Is it really a good idea to keep him in the team?

Occasionally, angry curses could be heard coming from the direction of the Qingming Clan or the Daoyang Mountain team, indicating that they had also been there.

Whenever this happened, Wu Liang would quickly slip back, a satisfied yet lewd smile on his face, his Taoist robe sleeves looking even more bulging.

He would also casually remark, "Alas, the people in this ancient tomb are treacherous; there are so many petty thieves."

Xiao Fan, Lu Qingxuan, and Zhang Bo: "..."

The three of them discussed it privately.

Zhang Bo lowered his voice: "That fat Taoist priest, it was definitely him. His technique was too practiced!"

Even Lu Qingxuan couldn't hold back anymore: "Looks like he's a repeat offender."

……

Under Jiang Hao's subtle guidance, the five-person team continued to venture deeper and reaped considerable rewards.

Looking at his increasingly bulging storage bag, Wu Liang grinned from ear to ear, occasionally sighing:

"We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich! If I had known you fellow Daoists were so lucky, I should have shamelessly followed you all long ago. There's always something to eat when you're with us!"

He is now filled with regret, feeling that he has lost out and missed out on so much.

The crowd ignored him and continued on their way.

Wu Liang still occasionally gets the urge to use his skills, but more often he relies on his limited knowledge and, with Jiang Hao's tacit approval or unintentional hints, discovers some hidden treasure spots and reaps considerable rewards.

And so, the five of them, after a series of close calls, traversed several more complex stone mazes and arrived at the edge of a vast underground space.

Ahead stood a magnificent hall, its dome adorned with flowing star patterns, and its floor paved with warm, white jade.

The dome of the main hall has star patterns that slowly rotate, as if a piece of the starry sky has been cut out and embedded on it.

The ground was paved with warm, white jade, so smooth it could reflect one's image.

The entire hall exudes an ancient, solemn, and peaceful atmosphere.

Only Jiang Hao and four others are present now; they were the first group to arrive.

All eyes were focused on the center of the main hall.

There, a crystal coffin, its entire body gleaming as if carved from the purest white jade, floated silently in mid-air.

The crystal coffin was about ten feet long, with natural Dao patterns flowing on its surface, exuding a gentle yet vast imperial aura, as if an ancient emperor was sleeping.

In front of the crystal coffin, about three feet high, floated a talisman.

The talisman was only the size of a palm, made of a peculiar material that resembled neither jade nor gold, and its entire body shimmered with a warm, milky-white luster.

On the surface of the talisman, there is a lifelike white deer phantom, its head held high and galloping, its antlers forked, its posture elegant yet full of power.

Each leap of the phantom resonated with the natural laws of the surrounding world, emitting a heart-pounding fluctuation.

It is obvious that this is the White Deer Talisman, the imperial weapon of the White Deer Ancient Emperor!

Even through the barriers and formations of the main hall, the unique aura of the ancient imperial weapon still made Xiao Fan and his companions tremble and breathe rapidly.

"That's the White Deer Talisman?" Zhang Bo's mouth dropped open, his eyes fixed on the object, and he murmured.

Xiao Fan also felt a dry mouth and his heart pounding.

Imperial weapons are supreme level weapons. Wielding just one is enough to suppress the fortune of an entire clan and dominate the world!