After entering the imperial mausoleum, Zu'an reverted to his original appearance. Pretending to be a demon emperor was pointless at this point; in fact, it would only make the three women shudder at his appearance.
The three women's expressions changed simultaneously: "Could it be a ferocious creature like a death worm?"
Clearly, the death of the scale-like worms in the Yu family's mine last time had left them with a deep psychological scar.
Zuan shook his head; he didn't know either. The group focused their attention on the wall that was moving, ready to attack at any moment whatever was inside.
The earth and stones in the wall undulated, and then a large hole appeared, from which something crawled out.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, I almost suffocated..." a chubby figure muttered under his breath.
Zuan and his group instinctively made their move, but upon hearing a somewhat familiar voice, they looked closely and exclaimed in surprise, "It's you?"
This was Wu Liang, the fat Taoist priest who had told their fortunes in Qingqiu Kingdom and accompanied them to the tomb of Marquis Sui.
"Huh? It's you guys?" Wu Liang was initially startled to see people there, but when he saw that they were several "old acquaintances," he breathed a sigh of relief.
"How did you end up here?" Zuan asked, puzzled. There were too many mysterious things about this guy, so he couldn't help but doubt him.
"I should be asking you that. How did so many of you get into the imperial mausoleum? If I remember correctly, you should have a grudge against the Golden Crow Prince, right? Hmm, could it be..." Wu Liang's mouth formed an "O" shape, looking shocked.
"Stop talking nonsense. We're asking you questions, not the other way around," Yun Jianyue snapped impatiently.
Perhaps sensing the murderous intent in Yun Jianyue's eyes, Wu Liang dared not joke around anymore and said with an awkward smile, "I'm just short of money lately, so I came here to see if there are any treasures."
"You've even raided an imperial tomb?" Yu Yanluo's expression turned strange. "You really aren't afraid of death, are you?"
Wu Liang rubbed his hands together and smiled sheepishly, "There's no other way. The imperial tombs are risky, but the rewards are also great."
Yan Xuehen questioned, "This imperial tomb is heavily guarded, with various killing formations to protect it. The walls inside the tomb are not ordinary walls either. I noticed that they have been reinforced with runes and there are various preventative measures. How did you manage to dig a tunnel in so easily?"
Because she understood things like runes and formations, she felt that the other person's words were not entirely untrue.
Upon hearing this, the others also looked at Wu Liang, their eyes turning dangerous.
Sensing the real danger, Wu Liang hurriedly picked up what he was holding: "I got in here using this."
Upon closer inspection, the group noticed a dark, slightly golden claw in his hand. "Is this the one you got from the Sui Marquis's tomb last time?" Zu An seemed to recall it.
“The Tomb of Marquis Sui? So that’s what the tomb was called last time?” Wu Liang was taken aback, then explained, “That’s right. This is the weapon of the Ancestor of the Mountain-Penetrating Clan. It’s a sacred object of our Mountain-Penetrating Clan. It allows us to move freely through the soil and even break through some array defenses.”
The group also recalled the legend of the Mountain-Crossing Clan, a clan skilled in tomb raiding, which was why they aroused public anger and were nearly wiped out by a coalition of various clans in the past.
It was unexpected that Wu Liang's descendant would surpass his master and even dare to rob the tombs of the demon emperors of past generations.
Yun Jianyue secretly transmitted her inner energy to the group: "We can't let this matter leak out. Or should we kill him?"
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Yan Xuehen frowned but remained silent. Although she did not approve of such indiscriminate killing, they could simply leave, but Yu Yanluo had no choice. If something happened to the snake clan, she would regret it.
Wu Liang was also a shrewd man. He immediately noticed the strange looks in the men's eyes and hurriedly said, "Don't do anything rash. Although I can't beat you all by myself, I'm not someone to be trifled with. I can still alert the guards outside before I die, and then we can all perish together."
Zuan and his group: "..."
This guy is pretty straightforward; he actually laid his cards on the table right away.
However, they were also unsure, because this guy was too mysterious. Who knew what kind of life-saving skills he had? If it really came down to a fight to the death, he might actually have a way of alerting the outside world, which would be bad for everyone.
So he smiled and said, "Taoist Master, you are overthinking it. We are not the kind of cruel and bloodthirsty people. It's just that entering the imperial mausoleum is of great importance, so we are a little worried."
Wu Liang immediately said, "You can rest assured about that. I swear that I will never tell anyone about seeing you. Also, if you are still worried, I can follow you all the way, so that everything I do will be under your surveillance."
The group exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised. They hadn't fully believed he was there to rob the tomb. What if he was sent by the Crown Prince or the Demon Emperor? Letting him go would be troublesome. Who knew he would offer such a "thoughtful" suggestion?
In that case, they couldn't say anything.
"Then let's go together," Zu An said in a deep voice. For now, this was the only option. They would observe along the way and see what this guy's purpose was in going to the imperial mausoleum.
"Great!" Upon learning that his life had been saved, Wu Liang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
The group continued deeper inside, secretly exchanging greetings and carefully guarding against a sudden attack from Wu Liang, while also surveying their surroundings. The passageway here was quite wide, unlike the gloomy and cramped atmosphere of ordinary tombs. Every few meters along the walls were small, golden-crow-shaped lamps, like sacred flames illuminating the way.
Wu Liang exclaimed, "As expected of an imperial tomb, this lamp is filled with deep-sea fish oil, so it burns without smoke and is said to be able to keep the flame burning for a thousand years."
"Mermaid oil?" Zuan had also heard similar legends and couldn't help but change color, knowing that Shang Liuyu was a member of the mermaid race.
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