Chapter Fourteen: Grave Robbery

  The moon was dark and the wind was strong, not a good night for killing. Qin Hao stood in front of the tombstone thinking about something. He had arrived at the cemetery without a compass, but he could still see the direction of the sky's momentum. He could also distinguish between gold and holes, which meant that he could clearly tell where the tomb chamber was located. His only concern was this dragon-killing formation.

  Last time, a trapped dragon had him transported through time and space. This time, another one came, his heart can't take it anymore. The ancestor of this mysterious sect is a person at the pinnacle of humanity, and this tomb is much more dangerous than those on Earth. Not to mention that, let's just talk about the Dragon Slaying Formation - the more prosperous the descendants are, the more dangerous the tomb becomes.

  "This approach of yours is completely abandoning yourself for the sake of your descendants' fortune, never transcending. But even the Mystic Gate doesn't give you, this old ancestor, any face, and it's becoming more and more decadent." Qin Hao muttered to himself, now the Mystic Gate compared to a thousand years ago has probably declined by more than half, just look at Li Chen's character being able to run amok in the Mystic Gate, how could the Mystic Gate not be decadent.

  "Or should I just kick you in the head? You're better off dying early and being reborn, anyway. You're not even worthy of passing on your legacy, so what's the point of protecting you?" Qin Hao seemed to be negotiating with this old ancestor, but it wasn't like he was his actual ancestor or anything. He was definitely going to dig up this grave; otherwise, he wouldn't be called the Golden Chariot Commander. Looking at the bigger picture, it was exciting, just like a beautiful virgin laid bare before him - any man would want to take her, and if they didn't, they'd be a beast.

  "Uh, there's no incense or anything, otherwise I'd burn some for you too, sorry." Qin Hao made up his mind. Anyway, this divine vein was blessed by the heavens, so it wouldn't harm his yin virtue. Moreover, he really wanted to know what the ancestors of this mysterious sect relied on to rise to power. If he could get that, it would be a kind of hope too.

  "For my way home, start digging..." Qin Hao found an excuse, but he forgot that Pangzi was not around, no one would do the dirty work for him, and most importantly, he didn't have any tools.

  "This big mountain, can't I just dig it up with my hands? Damn it, why didn't you choose a more deserted place and leave a small path for me?" Helplessly, Qin Hao could only find something resembling a shovel on the mountain and dug for half a day before completely giving up.

  After working for half a day, he had only dug open a small area, and now he was stunned. At this rate of digging, it's estimated that even if they didn't rest for ten days or half a month, they might not necessarily be able to dig into the tomb chamber.

  "No way, I have to go back and find the tools." Qin Hao gave up. It's not like he could run away from the temple, it would only take a day or two to come and go. As he said this, he dropped everything and quickly gathered his things around him, so as not to be robbed by others. But before he had taken a few steps...

  Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, his feet were empty; "It's all over!"

  Qin Hao just finished speaking, and he felt himself falling down. He only felt a darkness around him, his feet were empty, anyway, he was falling down. After half a somersault, Qin Hao felt his feet heavy again, then he followed the momentum and did another flip, but he bumped his head and saw stars. Ah, in front of him was actually a stone, he almost died of fright.

  He hadn't even had time to curse when the scene in front of him shocked him. This was a tomb, but not just any ordinary tomb. The pavilions and halls were like a celestial paradise, but what was missing was the breath of life from living people. He could see lines of energy connecting the tombs, rising up like they were going to pierce the sky, and all these lines originated from the central pavilion.

  Moreover, the dense connection of this network has some with eerie red, some with ominous black, and some purely white as sacred, while others have a mysterious yellow color. The black and red ones are densely intertwined, far exceeding the number of white and yellow networks. However, he had a special feeling that something inside seemed to be attracting him, making his blood boil, extremely eager to rush in, but he still endured.

  "The red one is the killing meridian, touch it and you'll die, the black one is also a dead meridian, similarly so. The pure white one should be the life meridian, and that mysterious yellow one should be the qi-operating meridian. The connected one should be the tomb master, the tomb master as a person, combining into a trend, human trend, heaven and earth trend." Qin Hao stroked his head, carefully distinguishing these heavenly-human-earth meridians, but forgot about the lump on his head that had just been knocked out.

  This divine pulse only brings him the ability to clearly feel the veins of heaven and earth, and human veins can also be seen clearly. But what makes him stunned is that life and death are combined, connected with killing and gas transport, just like high-tech infrared rays, but unlike infrared rays, which trigger an alarm when touched, this touch has life or death.

  It's imaginable that those who can't see these veins, if they walk past, won't it be a matter of how many die? He suddenly thought of something, in his world, many tomb raiders entered ancient tombs and died under strange circumstances, the same outside, with many paranormal events occurring, people dying without knowing why, doctors unable to diagnose the cause of death. Could it be because of these naturally formed veins? And those haunted places, where people often get sick after entering, just by touching these veins carrying death, but these deadly veins can't kill people because they're too weak, so they can only make people fall ill. But such people will definitely have a shortened lifespan and be plagued with bad luck throughout their lives, because they touched the death vein.

  "This is simply infuriating, no need for any mechanism, just this network alone can easily kill me... This... This..." Qin Hao wanted to cry. Damn it, he had finally managed to sneak in by luck, but the outcome was like this. Grave robbing wasn't a good profession, no matter where you were."

  "Wait a minute......" Qin Hao suddenly thought of this cave entrance: "Could it be that there are also tomb raiders in this world?"

  Qin Hao looked around and finally found something. It turned out that in the distance, a poor guy was lying down, wearing a Taoist robe, with skin as smooth as usual, looking like he was still alive. He could vaguely make out that it was an old cow nose, but Qin Hao knew he was dead, deader than dead, only the vital energy in this graveyard kept him in his original state.

  "He's dead but still looks like he's alive, who is he trying to scare?" His mouth said so, but his heart was actually afraid, after all, grave robbing has never been a good thing since ancient times. Although the people of the Mystic Sect wanted to kill him quickly, he had dug up the Mystic Sect's ancestral tomb and avenged himself, but he still felt some fear, which was unavoidable for anyone."

  "No, over there..." Suddenly, Qin Hao looked into the distance and finally found a way out. It seemed that this Taoist priest in a Daoist robe must have used some technique to break these meridians when he came in, causing some of them to be disconnected and intermittent, with intervals of time, but this time was too short.

  "Damn it, if I don't die, I'll become a god." Qin Hao decided to go all out. If he really didn't die, then maybe he really had hope for his cultivation.

  As he spoke, he took off all his clothes and ran naked. He was afraid that his clothes might accidentally touch those veins. In any case, caution is the best policy. As a result, a strange scene appeared in the tomb. Qin Hao jumped up and down with his body exposed, sometimes cold sweat dripping down, and sometimes trembling with fear.

  He came to the old cow's nose, this is where the bull died, but the pulse was also disrupted, almost completely dissipated. At such a close distance, Qin Hao felt terrified, his eyes wide open, as if staring at him, making his scalp numb. This didn't look like death at all, if not for the lack of breathing, Qin Hao even thought he was just sleeping, sleeping very quietly.

  But the grave told Qin Hao that this place was not possible to sleep, who would be stupid enough to run into a grave to sleep? But he could feel the strong aura on this person's body, and even after death, there was still such an imposing manner, it can be seen how powerful he was when he was alive.

  At least Qin Hao felt that this person was definitely stronger than his own master, and it wasn't just a little bit.

  "Amitabha, the previous generation planted trees, and the next generation enjoys the shade. I don't know what you're called, but it's clear that our goals are the same, so we can be considered like-minded."

  As he spoke, Qin Hao couldn't help but think of the meaning of "like-minded" in his own world, and then muttered to himself: "Pfft pfft pfft... not auspicious. We're not like-minded, if I die, you won't know what's hidden inside, so I mustn't die. This way, your wish can also be fulfilled, right? To fulfill your wish, you'll have to borrow some strength from me, so..."

  As soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, the man's eyes suddenly closed, which scared Qin Hao so much that he almost jumped back, if he hadn't reacted in time and known that behind him were deadly auras, Qin Hao would have probably ended up like this guy, dead with his eyes open.

  "Not even bringing such a sinister thing, dying and still being sinister to me, too unscrupulous." Qin Hao cursed with his mouth, but his hands were like digging for gold as he rummaged through the corpse's belongings. Since this guy had closed his eyes, it meant he had acquiesced. Some dead people have very heavy resentment, having unfinished wishes in life, and if you insist on taking their things, then you must fulfill their wishes, otherwise that resentment will cling to you and not let go.

  Logically speaking, the Jinmen family line generally wouldn't forcefully take things from the dead, that's because they're afraid of being haunted by vengeful spirits. But now there's no other choice, Qin Hao is desperate, it can only be done this way.

  "A piece of jade, a dagger, a dozen talismans..." Qin Hao took out these things, but still felt that they were so ordinary: "You bastard, you can't be this poor, who would rob a tomb with such meager stuff."

  At this moment, he took out another thing, a purple iron-like object, and it was unclear what material it was made of: "Elder's Order, Tianxuan Great Teach..."

  Qin Hao was speechless: "Is the Tianxuan Sect really that poor? Damn it, a elder is just this capable, and you still dare to come and rob tombs?"

  Complaining with his mouth, he showed no mercy in his hands, directly stripping the elder's clothes off, beautifying it as helping him fulfill his wish, anyway, those who agreed were dead without complaint, how could they be bullied, the dead are forever easier to deceive than the living.

  After taking off his clothes, Qin Hao put them on himself in a proper manner: "Why didn't this talisman work?"

  "Hurry up, hurry up...!" Qin Hao's fingers were all bitten off, his throat was hoarse from shouting, but the talisman didn't work. He let out a loud cry and kicked the naked corpse: "What kind of crappy elder are you? The talisman is useless, not even as good as my master's Hidden Fortune!"

  It's estimated that this elder would have vomited blood if he had a spirit in the afterlife. He was a divine cultivator, yet he was stripped bare by Qin Hao and scolded by someone without spiritual power, saying his talismans and treasures were useless. It's likely that this elder never thought that after death, he'd meet a person with no spiritual power at all. This resentment is going to be unavenged, and he'll die with his eyes open in anger.

  "Alright, let's make do with this waste and go realize our wishes together." Qin Hao looked at the corpse with a cow-like nose, then lifted it up and charged forward. The death meridian and killing meridian were immediately severed by the corpse, which wasn't unreasonable. The powerful aura on the corpse's body was enough to shock open the absolute meridian.

  But for some reason, this guy still died. Maybe he was too careless when he first came in, who knows? Moreover, the elder of the Tianxuan Sect actually came here, which means that Xuantian Feng's secret had moved the elder's heart.

  Finally, Qin Hao arrived in front of the pavilion, panting, and threw down the corpse: "That thing, fellow practitioners are enemies, although you're not a genuine tomb raider, but you're also here to raid tombs, I'm also here to raid tombs, one mountain can't hold two tigers, so you can rest assured and go reincarnate..."

  Qin Hao finished speaking and strode towards the attic, while the corpse suddenly trembled its legs, it was unclear whether it was frightened or not, but Qin Hao had already disappeared from view.