Chapter 1028 I’m afraid it’s the Long Aotian script

A hint of pleading was hidden in his hoarse voice. Ye Wanxi was stunned. This was the first time she had ever seen her senior brother so... disheveled.

"Why?"

Why are you trying so hard to stop me? Why don't you want me to enter this tomb? What kind of shady things are hidden inside that make him, who is usually all-powerful, so worried and uneasy?

"The bloodline barrier set up by Master uses the blood of your past life as a guide, and it may not be suitable for you now."

This reason sounds reasonable, but...

"Since Master has already calculated that I have been reincarnated, he should have thought of this as well. Let's give it a try. If it really doesn't work, aren't you all here to protect me?"

Feng Tianyu met Ye Wanxi's eyes, and suddenly his hand couldn't be clenched anymore.

He knew very well that his junior sister was usually the most easy to talk to in the sect, but once she made up her mind, even if her master personally advised her, it would be impossible to change it.

Noticing the weakening of her wrist, Ye Wanxi quickly pulled her hand out and swiftly slashed the dagger across her palm.

Bright red blood dripped down her palm, forming a small puddle on the ground in no time.

The small puddle gradually expanded outwards, and then suddenly seemed to come alive, transforming into a blood-red line that flowed towards the tomb entrance.

The blood gradually seeped into the bottom of the tomb door, and then, as if drawn by something, climbed up the door and converged on the inscriptions carved on it.

The amount of blood, which might not even amount to a cup at most, was surprisingly plentiful at this moment, filling the entire wall with words one by one.

As the last word was filled in, a strong gust of wind suddenly rushed out from under the tomb door, stirring up clouds of dust.

Ye Wanxi subconsciously raised her hand to block, but was pulled into a familiar, warm embrace first.

She paused for a moment, looked up at her senior brother's lowered face and tightly closed eyes, pursed her lips, and seemed to be thinking about something.

A moment later, the strong wind finally subsided, and the three of them heard a loud bang as the huge stone door cracked open from the very center.

Light shone through the cracks, and the door slowly opened to both sides, revealing the true face of Mount Lu hidden behind the stone gate.

Ye Wanxi's eyes brightened slightly, eager to enter the tomb, but Feng Tianyu grabbed her again.

He took out a bottle of medicine powder from his storage ring and sprinkled it on Ye Wanxi's palm. The bleeding stopped immediately, but the everted wound remained.

Feng Tianyu then took out another roll of bandage, carefully wrapped the wound, and tied it with a bow.

He was extremely serious and meticulous throughout the entire process.

Ye Wanxi sensed a hint of stubbornness in his silence: "Are you angry?"

"No." Feng Tianyu put down Ye Wanxi's injured hand, turned his face away, and refused to meet her gaze.

Ye Wanxi: "..." She's not even angry yet, she's just saying one thing and meaning another!

Feeling a little guilty because of the injury on her hand, Ye Wanxi took the initiative to lightly hook her senior brother's left pinky finger with her uninjured hand.

Feng Tianyu didn't move, so Ye Wanxi easily hooked her and swayed her a couple of times in a flattering manner.

In just those two moments, Feng Tianyu couldn't help but sigh, then grasped her fingers and wrapped them in his palm.

Ye Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief and, taking advantage of the situation, intertwined her fingers with his.

Jun Wuduan, who stood behind the two and witnessed their interaction the whole time, thought: "..." Hey, there's a third wheel here!

The door is already open, so there's no point in worrying about what's inside anymore.

Feng Tianyu and Ye Wanxi walked side by side into the main chamber of this imperial tomb. What came into view was a huge stone coffin and a smaller, but equally magnificent... stone coffin?

"This is... the joint burial of the emperor and empress?" Ye Wanxi looked at the two stone coffins in the tomb with some surprise.

Jun Wuduan's previous reactions had already prepared her for the fact that there was only one coffin in the tomb, but she never expected... there would be two.

Jun Wuduan awkwardly touched his face and whispered, "Jun Wuxie never had an heir in his entire life."

"No Empress?" Ye Wanxi frowned. "But this coffin..."

The stone coffin of this founding emperor of the Yong Dynasty is carved with dragon patterns, and the sides of the coffin are even decorated with dragon head patterns.

The smaller stone coffin next to it is carved with a phoenix pattern, symbolizing the auspicious union of the emperor and empress in their tomb.

Since he never appointed an empress during his lifetime in office, then who was this stone coffin for?

"The thing your master left for you should be inside this stone coffin. Shall we open it?"

Ye Wanxi was even more surprised to hear Jun say this out of the blue.

Why would the things her master left for her be placed in someone else's phoenix coffin?

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanxi instinctively glanced at her senior brother and inexplicably felt a little guilty.

She clearly didn't even know who Jun Wuxie was or what he looked like, yet she inexplicably got involved with him. It felt like she had been cuckolded by her senior brother without even realizing it.

She was truly confused and truly wronged!

"Why is the thing Master gave me in here? Also, this Yong Dynasty emperor also has the surname Jun. Even if it's not you, Third Senior Brother, isn't it somehow related to you?"

They've already gone to dance at someone's grave, so Jun Wuduan realized there was nothing left to hide.

"He does have some connection with me."

"What relationship?"

“He is my nominal cousin. But we are not closely related by blood; he can only be considered a collateral relative of the imperial family.”

"A collateral branch of the imperial family? He's also a member of the royal family, so how did he..." become the founding emperor of some mediocre dynasty? You know, this title is usually only applied to the founding emperor, right?

Upon hearing this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in Jun Wuduan's eyes: "After you left in my previous life, many things happened. The person who contributed to my birth became licentious and tyrannical, causing widespread resentment among the people. The surrounding countries took advantage of the situation to attack, and in the end, the country was divided up and destroyed by several countries."

“My cousin is a ruthless character. While he was in power, he kept a low profile. After the country was destroyed, he raised troops everywhere and secretly developed his power. It took him about three or four years to rebuild a country and expand its territory several times over.”

Ye Wanxi: "..." This is outrageous. To destroy a country and then restore it, this uncle must be living the life of a protagonist who is incredibly powerful!

"Was this your doing?"

Jun Wuduan wore his usual warm and kind smile, and said with a touch of nostalgia, "He's not quite the same as the other members of the imperial family. His personality suits my taste. Anyway, it doesn't matter who sits on the throne. It's better to have a smart person than an ignorant fool."

Ye Wanxi: "..." So, you really were behind this!

"So, Master only got in touch with him because of you. And Master deliberately had him place the coffin there to cover things up?"

(End of this chapter)