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Fulai and his gang of tomb raiders, having failed to break through on their first attempt, felt not suspicion but excitement.

From their inner thoughts, you heard them.

They believed that a tomb with such sturdy defenses must contain treasures beyond imagination.

Since brute force couldn't open it, these people still had spiritual treasures and divine arts at their disposal.

The divine arts they cultivated were almost all related to tomb raiding.

Fulai and the others worked busily while also warning the cultivators up on the mountain.

"Everyone, if you have nothing to do here, you'd best leave as soon as possible. Once this tomb opens, I can't guarantee what dangers might appear. Besides, even if you stick around, don't expect any share of the spoils!"

Ji Wuqing gripped the sword in her hand, about to step forward and stop them.

"These bastards! Digging up the tomb of our human race's Celestial Emperor, they're truly unfilial descendants!"

"Wait. They don't seem able to shake the Emperor's Tomb. We can stop them once they actually damage it. We're all wanted criminals, so try not to stir up unnecessary trouble."

You nodded at Ji Wuqing, warning her not to act impulsively.

That group fiddled around for a while but never got the hang of it. Aside from prying off some stones, they made no real progress.

Just as they were about to go further, a group of Longevity Wood Village residents climbed up the mountain.

"Stop! You must not commit sacrilege on the Emperor's Tomb!"

"These people are tomb raiders, they want to dig up the Emperor's Tomb!"

"Bastards! Digging up the graves of our ancestors, their consciences have been eaten by dogs!"

The crowd of Longevity Wood Village residents was seething with righteous fury.

They held hoes, kitchen knives, spatulas, and other daily implements in their hands, surrounding the tomb raiders.

Fulai and his crew stopped what they were doing, sneered, and pointed at these mortals.

"Out of respect for the decent taste of your Ancestral Soup, get the hell out of here right now! Keep yapping, and I'll use you to fill the grave!"

Fulai casually released the pressure of his early Transcendent Realm cultivation. The surrounding mortals' legs immediately gave out, and they nearly all collapsed to their knees.

To everyone's surprise, the Longevity Wood Village residents did not retreat in fear. Instead, they pressed forward step by step against Fulai and his tomb raiders.

"Our ancestors decreed! Protect the Emperor's Tomb!"

"If you want to dig the Emperor's Tomb, you'll have to kill us first!"

"Tomb raiding scum! May you die without descendants!"

Hearing these people cursing him, Fulai flew into a rage on the spot.

"A bunch of mortals, overestimating yourselves! I'll send you to meet your ancestors right now!"

Fulai raised the spiritual treasure that closely resembled a Luoyang shovel in his hand, about to sweep it toward the surrounding mortals.

But a powerful, iron grip seized his Luoyang shovel at that very moment, rendering it completely immobile.

Fulai glared angrily at you, who had suddenly appeared beside him.

"Kid, mind your own business! You're only at the Middle Stage of the Desperate Realm. I could crush you with one hand!"

"And what if I insist on meddling?"

"Then die!"

The Luoyang shovel flashed with murderous light. Blades swept out from it, slicing you until your entire body was drenched in blood.

Seeing this, the Longevity Wood Village residents all cried out in shock.

"Great Hero, be careful!"

They weren't worried about themselves, they were worried about you.

But clearly, their concern was unnecessary.

The wounds on your body healed rapidly at a visible speed.

Fulai was stunned for a moment, then smugly concocted his own explanation.

His inner thoughts: This kid must have comprehended some self-healing divine ability, something like "Head Regrowth." Hmm, I'll use "Calamity Dispel" to neutralize his healing ability.

You smiled at him.

"Thinking of using 'Calamity Dispel'?"

Fulai was stunned again.

"You, how do you know?"

"Everyone knows now."

You had just broadcast his inner thoughts to the entire crowd.

And it was still broadcasting.

Fulai's inner thoughts: What?! How can people outside hear what I'm thinking?! Damn! Hundreds of years of tomb raiding and I've never seen a ghost, but today I've met one! What kind of divine ability is this? Why don't I know about it??

His inner thoughts were broadcast to the whole scene, drawing waves of mockery.

"Now then, it's my turn to attack."

While the man was still stunned, you locked onto his weakness with Civil War God and struck with a single Light Speed Fist.

Fulai was sent flying, a hole blown straight through the middle of his body, blood mist scattering through the air.

The Luoyang shovel spiritual treasure flew from his grasp.

"Collect!"

You opened the Pot Heaven space on the spot and swept this man's spiritual treasure along with the storage pouches on his body, all of it inside.

You can't put a storage pouch inside another storage pouch, but Pot Heaven is a divine ability, and the storage space it creates can hold storage items.

After dealing with Fulai, you swept your gaze over the remaining tomb raiders and aimed your open Pot Heaven space at them.

"Hand it over yourselves, or I take it myself."

Seeing how their boss Fulai, with his lofty Transcendent Realm cultivation, had been taken down by you in a single exchange, what else was there to say? They immediately surrendered all their valuables.

"Great Hero, spare us! Great Hero, spare us!"

"Great Hero, forgive me this once. This is my first time out grave robbing!"

"Yes, yes, it's really our first time!"

As they handed over their things, you gave each of them a slap.

"Go apologize to the villagers!"

The tomb raiders hurried over to the Longevity Wood Village residents, pressing their palms together repeatedly and bowing their heads in apology.

"No sincerity!"

Before your words even faded, they knelt in a row and slammed their heads hard against the ground, cracking a large patch of earth.

You didn't wish to spill more blood, so you let them leave.

Ji Wuqing walked over to you, looking less than pleased.

"You told me not to act impulsively, and in the end, you took all the glory for yourself, huh? 'Great Hero'?"

You smiled.

"Who told you to be so slow?"

"But that Fulai was way too weak. He was a Transcendent Realm cultivator after all. I thought he'd at least last a few exchanges with you."

"Everything he knew was for tomb raiding. Everyone has their specialty, and his just didn't happen to hit me."

The Longevity Wood Village residents came over and expressed their gratitude to you.

"Your village here, it's actually called 'Tomb Guardian Village,' isn't it?"

A middle-aged man nodded.

"The immortal has sharp eyes. Indeed it is. Our ancestors didn't want the Alien Race to notice us, so they changed it to a similar-sounding name."

"So, does that mean a Celestial Emperor is truly buried here?"

"The details of that matter are beyond our ability to verify. We simply follow our ancestors' decree to guard this place and prevent outsiders from desecrating it."

"But with your strength..."

"Shamefully, under the suppression of the Alien Race, we descendants long ago lost even the qualification to cultivate. Yet we dare not forget our ancestors' decree, and the dignity of the Emperor's Tomb must never be violated!"

The people of Longevity Wood Village told you that in a few days, the village would hold its once-in-a-century "Funeral Rite" ceremony. If you were interested, you were welcome to stay and watch.

You and Ji Baiming truly had no interest, but Ji Wuqing strongly insisted on staying.

Watching her bouncing around among the villagers, eagerly asking what the ceremony was all about, you and Ji Baiming had no choice but to agree to linger here for a few more days.

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