Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

The inside of the bronze coffin was pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The heavy breathing, the suppressed sobs, and the chattering of teeth in fear were amplified and made exceptionally clear in the enclosed space.

Ye Fan groped around, his other hand touching the cold bronze coffin wall, its texture rough and ancient.

He said in a low voice, "Everyone, sign up. Count how many people there are and see if anyone has fallen behind."

From the darkness, sounds began to emerge:

"Ye Fan".

"Pang Bo".

"Zhou Yi".

"Wang Ziwen".

"Zhang Wenchang".

"Li Xiaoman".

"Lin Jia".

……

One by one, the names were read out, and the total number was exactly thirty-one.

"Thirty-one people, everyone is here."

Ye Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief; at least everyone was there.

But his current situation made him feel heavy-hearted.

This giant bronze coffin, along with the nine dragon corpses outside, was completely beyond his comprehension.

"It's so dark, I can't see anything, there's no cell phone signal, and no light can get through the screen..."

Someone said, their voice trembling with tears.

Just then, a soft white light suddenly appeared.

Everyone squinted instinctively and saw Li Qingchen pull out a palm-sized flashlight from somewhere and hold it in his hand, curiously shining it on the surrounding coffin walls.

"Qingchen, where did you get a flashlight?"

Ye Fan was taken aback.

"Oh, this."

Li Qingchen swung the flashlight, the beam dancing across the coffin wall and illuminating the blurry, ancient carvings. "These were in the backpack Dad gave me before I came out to play. There are still a few left in there!"

As she spoke, she actually pulled out two more identical flashlights from her seemingly small handbag and handed them to Ye Fan and Pang Bo: "Brother Ye, Brother Pang Bo, here you go."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo took the flashlight, and were speechless for a moment.

When this girl went out to play, Uncle Li actually prepared several flashlights for her?

And I don't know what material this flashlight is made of, but it works surprisingly well!

"Thanks, Qingchen!"

Pang Bo quickly opened it, and another beam of light appeared.

"Sister Lin Jia, here's one for you too."

Li Qingchen thought for a moment, then handed one to Lin Jia next to him.

Lin Jia quickly accepted it and said gratefully, "Thank you, Qingchen."

Although the beams of the four flashlights weren't particularly bright, they dispelled the darkness, allowing everyone to barely see each other's terrified, pale faces and the cold bronze coffin walls around them.

"It's much better with light..."

Some people breathed a sigh of relief.

But not everyone is grateful.

"Hey little girl, do you have any flashlights? Give one to us too!"

A somewhat shrill female voice rang out; it was Wang Yan.

She stood with Liu Yunzhi and Li Changqing, none of the three of them getting any light, and their faces looked very unpleasant.

Li Qingchen looked at the bag in his hand and shook his head: "That's all, I only brought these few."

"Gone? Who would believe that! You definitely still have some in your bag, take it out and let's share. Hiding it at a time like this, don't you have any compassion?"

Li Changqing spoke in an unfriendly tone, his eyes somewhat sinister in the darkness.

Ye Fan frowned and stepped forward: "Li Changqing, watch your words. It's already quite good that Qingchen was able to spare the only flashlights."

"Ye Fan, stop pretending to be a good guy!"

Liu Yunzhi spoke coldly.

He and Ye Fan had some disagreements before, and now, fueled by fear and darkness, that hostility became even more pronounced. "Who knows if she's really gone? Maybe she's just playing favorites, only giving favors to those of you she's close to!"

"Exactly! We're all in the same boat; resources should be shared!"

Wang Yan echoed.

Pang Bo got angry, shining his flashlight over: "Have you guys no shame? Why didn't you step forward when things were chaotic? Now that there's light, you try to steal from me?"

"How can you call it robbery? This is a reasonable demand!"

Li Changqing stiffened his neck.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Li Qingchen blinked his emerald green eyes, looked at the three menacing figures opposite him, and suddenly took a small step forward.

"Do you want a flashlight?"

Her tone was calm, even a little curious.

"nonsense!"

Li Changqing said impatiently.

"oh."

Li Qingchen nodded, then turned off the flashlight in his hand.

The entire coffin dimmed instantly, leaving only the light in the hands of Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Lin Jia.

"What are you doing?!"

Liu Yunzhi said angrily.

"Didn't you guys complain that it wasn't fair?"

Li Qingchen tilted his head. "Then everyone should stop using it. That's the fairest way."

"you!"

Wang Yan was so angry that she wanted to go forward.

"Qingchen, stand behind me!"

Ye Fan immediately stepped forward and tugged at her arm.

However, Li Qingchen gently broke free from Ye Fan's hand.

Facing Liu Yunzhi and his two companions approaching, she showed no fear. Instead, she clenched her fists and muttered to herself, "Dad always said that sometimes when reasoning fails, you have to see whose fists are more reasonable."

Liu Yunzhi saw that this delicate young girl not only did not back down, but was also clenching her fists.

The fear of being trapped here instantly turned into anger, and he reached out to grab her backpack strap: "Get out of my way, give me your bag!"

However, he had only reached halfway with his hand.

Li Qingchen's seemingly delicate and small fist was already lightly placed in front of him.

Liu Yunzhi didn't even see how the fist came from. He only felt a stinging sensation in his nose, and then everything went black. Without uttering a sound, he fell backward and remained motionless.

Li Changqing and Wang Yan were both shocked and furious upon seeing this, and they rushed forward at the same time.

Li Qingchen barely moved his feet, but swung his left fist to the right, hitting Li Changqing squarely on the side of his face as he leaned in.

Li Changqing felt a buzzing in his head, the world spinning around him, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

Wang Yan screamed in fright and stopped in her tracks.

Li Qingchen had already turned around, and his right fist gently tapped her forehead.

I really touched it very lightly, afraid of using too much force.

Wang Yan's eyes rolled back and she fainted too!

The whole process took only two or three seconds.

By the time everyone realized what was happening, Liu Yunzhi, Li Changqing, and Wang Yan were already lying neatly on the ground.

The coffin was completely silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the green-eyed girl who had withdrawn her fist and was now examining it closely.

Li Qingchen looked at his fist, then at the three people lying on the ground, seemingly quite satisfied with the effect of his "reasoning".

She looked up and noticed everyone staring at her, especially at her fists. She explained casually, "My dad taught me that to deal with unreasonable people, you have to use a fist as big as a sandbag!"

As she spoke, she shook her small, white, and delicate fist with its slender fingers.

Everyone: "..."

Sandbag?

Everyone looked at her fist, which was not much bigger than Lin Jia's and was clearly a girl's delicate fist, and then subconsciously glanced at Pang Bo's large, jealous hand next to her.

The contrast is just too stark.

Ye Fan was also stunned.

He knew that Li Qingchen was Uncle Li's daughter, which might be a little special, but he didn't expect it to be in this special way.

"Qingchen, you..."

Ye Fan was at a loss for words.

"They're fine, just a little dizzy. They'll be alright after a nap."

Li Qingchen said with certainty, then bent down to pick up the flashlight he had just turned off and turned it back on. "Is it fair now? When there's no light, we all grope in the dark; when there's light, we all share it."

Everyone: "..."

This logic doesn't seem to have any problems.

However, after this incident, the atmosphere inside the coffin, which was originally somewhat restless and panicked, became strangely calm.

At least no one dared to provoke him easily anymore, and even the way they looked at Li Qingchen had become more respectful.

Ye Fan glanced at Li Qingchen with mixed feelings, but didn't ask any more questions. He simply asked Pang Bo to help move Liu Yunzhi and the other two to the side of the coffin.