When she woke up again, she found that the stone coffin seemed to be moored on the edge of a cliff.

"You're awake—" a pleasant female voice called out.

Yan Qing sat up and looked around, but couldn't find the person who had spoken. And where was she anyway?

The female voice rang out again, "You don't need to be afraid. This is just a wisp of divine thought. Soon, I will disappear completely as well."

"Who are you?" Yan Qing asked, looking into the void.

The voice paused for a moment, then laughed, "According to your current logic, I should be considered the source of pollution for this Azure Dragon Coffin Pulling instance—a woman who died more than two thousand years ago."

"The source of pollution?" For some reason, Yan Qing suddenly pictured a woman in ancient palace attire with her hair adorned with cloud-like hairpins in her hair.

The woman laughed the next moment, "Why don't you look in the mirror and see for yourself?"

Yan Qing felt a sense of foreboding. She then realized that she was wearing the exact same clothes as the woman in the crystal coffin she had seen at Pei Ling's place.

She took out a mirror and looked at her face. She finally realized why Yue Qi and the other person were so surprised by her plea for help.

Dressed up like this, how could they possibly recognize me!

Moreover, she couldn't remember at all when she had become like this. The only thing she was certain of was that Chu Jiang was definitely involved in this matter.

"Where is Chu Jiang? Where did he go?"

The woman seemed to chuckle slightly, but instead of answering her question directly, she asked,

"What, are you concerned about him, or do you want to settle scores with him?"

Yan Qing asked, puzzled, "What's the difference?"

The woman laughed again, "I don't have much time left. As for you and that person, if you care about him, you will still meet. But if you're after money, I advise you not to bother."

“I summoned you here out of gratitude—thanks to you, my thousand-year-old wish has been fulfilled, my lord has been completely freed from the oppression of the curse, and my people have finally gained their freedom—therefore, I have no more regrets.”

The woman's voice was distant and lingering, but gradually became low and somber. "I am but a lingering obsession after death, and because of this obsession, I am willing to bury myself here. My lord is wise and mighty, kind and benevolent, and is a blessing to all people. Who knew that in the end he would die because of his own momentary kindness?"

"Our Yelang Kingdom is a small border country, and the great powers of the Central Plains naturally look down on us. The surrounding small countries have also bullied us many times. If it weren't for our lord leading his soldiers to defend us with their blood, we old, weak, women and children would all have died without a place to lose our lives. But in one battle, he saved a prisoner from the Central Plains."

"This person, like my lord, is born with extraordinary abilities. My lord is merely born with a golden body, while he possesses unparalleled divination skills, capable of predicting the past and future for five hundred years."

"Initially, because of him, our Yelang Kingdom always turned misfortune into good fortune in every battle, and finally, a few years later, we were able to establish the kingdom. Our lord became the first King of Yelang, and he was the high priest second only to our lord."

"But this good fortune didn't last long. Our lord discovered that his golden body was gradually breaking down. Without his golden body, our lord naturally fell into the hands of the high priest. After torturing him for six years, the high priest finally stripped our lord of his golden body and used it for his own purposes. From then on, he became the second king. Unfortunately, he fell seriously ill just a few months later."

"The high priest felt this was retribution for his perverse actions, so he cleverly devised a way to have someone die in his place. Here—"

Accompanied by a woman's voice, a hazy golden image suddenly appeared in the dark void.

"This is what the Azure Dragon Coffin originally looked like. When my lord was building his tomb here, he accidentally unearthed a special space. It is said to be centered on meteorite iron from outer space, and the entire space can completely ignore the Earth's gravity. The Azure Dragon Coffin is the only thing found there."

The golden image gradually transformed into a massive, transparent stone coffin, within which a bronze outer coffin was clearly visible. At the bottom of the coffin, a huge, lifelike statue of a blue dragon stood, its eyes majestic and imposing.

Yan Qing was absolutely certain that it was the stone coffin she was in.

The woman's voice rang out again, "There was originally someone inside the Azure Dragon Coffin—you can see that person for yourself."

The golden imagery spread once more, and a group of warriors with animal heads and wielding knives and forks appeared around the sarcophagus. With their movements, the sarcophagus was opened—

A woman lay quietly inside. Her every smile and gesture seemed to come alive; she appeared serene and tranquil.

Yan Qing felt as if she had been struck by lightning. This woman looked exactly like her! Even more terrifying was that her clothes and appearance were identical!

This is absurd! She simply can't accept it!

"You have no doubt that this person truly bears the exact same face as you. This is why I chose you. Only you can truly open the Azure Dragon Coffin and thus free my master's head."

The woman's voice seemed to echo from two thousand years ago: "Back then, after our lord discovered the Azure Dragon Coffin, he had a smaller bronze coffin made to serve as his final resting place. Unfortunately, after he was killed, this bronze coffin fell into the hands of the High Priest."

"A small amount of bronze scraped from the bronze outer coffin in the Azure Dragon Coffin was once added to the bronze coffin, which gave it a very special ability: the ability to borrow resources."

"After the High Priest obtained this technique, in order to ensure the prosperity of his descendants for ten thousand years, he used the Nine Deaths Soul Suppression Curse to completely strip the Yelang clan under our lord's leadership of their fortune. He used the bloodlines of tens of thousands of direct descendants of the Yelang clan as sacrifices and successfully transferred the fortune to the Sun clan."

"From then on, the Sun family, who were born into the high priest family, were always able to turn bad luck into good luck, and the family continued to grow stronger, eventually becoming the ruling family of the Yelang tribe. Even after Yelang was destroyed, the Sun family survived for a long time, and no matter what they did, they were always able to turn bad luck into good luck."

Good heavens! Upon hearing this, Yan Qing couldn't help but think of Sun Qiang's reputation as the second richest man in the world. So there was such a secret behind it?

However, given such good fortune, why did the Sun family never achieve the hegemonic foundation that would later become? It seems that after the Yelang Kingdom, they became ordinary.

The woman seemed to have guessed her question, and her tone suddenly became playful.

"Are you wondering why, even though the High Priest borrowed such a fortune, the Sun family has only been slightly better off than ordinary families for two thousand years? Don't you think the High Priest is exaggerating? — Let me tell you, the High Priest did indeed borrow a thousand years of fortune. The Sun family is where it is today because of me!"