“No, this shouldn’t be the underground palace we were in just now.” Qiao Xueying shook her head. After all, her cultivation level was much higher, and her senses were more acute. “The underground palace we were in just now was full of death energy, but this place is much less so.”
Zuan carefully looked around, and soon a bitter look appeared on his face: "This isn't the underground palace we were in just now. What are those things over there?"
Qiao Xueying followed his gaze and was also startled. Hundreds of meters away, rows and rows of terracotta warriors stood neatly, almost exactly the same as the ones she had seen in the underground palace!
“The seal of the earth, the seal of the earth. These terracotta warriors were originally made of clay and buried underground for a long time. They are closely related to the earth, so they should be the seal of the earth,” Zuan said in a deep voice.
Qiao Xueying suddenly thought of something and sighed deeply: "It's a pity that the strange glowing stick in your hand was knocked into the pool by the black-armored general. Otherwise, if you had used it to deal with these guys, you should have been able to break the seal very quickly."
Zaun smiled mysteriously and summoned a "magical flashlight": "Is this what you mean?"
Qiao Xueying stared wide-eyed at his dark, stick-like object: "Huh? Didn't this fall into the pond? How come it's still here? Do you have a lot more?"
She was quite certain that she had just witnessed the stick fall into the pond, and that Zu'an had not tried to retrieve it.
“How could there be so many things like that? Of course, it’s the one from before,” Zuan replied. “It’s just that it has a telepathic connection with me and automatically returns to me.”
Qiao Xueying looked at him with a complicated expression. Just half a month ago, she thought this guy was a good-for-nothing who couldn't do anything. But these past few days, he has shocked her one after another. She has seen many kinds of magical props and skills: "What is this? Why does it emit light that makes the dead in the underground palace afraid?"
Zuan said with a smile, "You haven't called me 'good brother' yet. I'll tell you once you do."
Qiao Xueying spat: "Pah, you shameless bastard, you're actually flirting with other women behind Miss's back."
“You’re different. Have you forgotten that you were Chu Yan’s maid? You were given to me long ago. How can that be called seduction?” Zu An raised his hand to show her. “Besides, if anyone’s seducing someone, it’s you who seduced me. You’ve been clinging to me tightly since the beginning.”
Qiao Xueying recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted, her face flushed as she said, "You were the one who said you were holding my hand to prevent us from getting separated."
Seeing her blushing face, Zu An found it particularly amusing. Although this little girl had a sharp tongue, she had red lips and white teeth, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and a pretty and charming appearance. She was indeed an outstanding beauty.
Zuan secretly sighed, thinking that he was really suited to be a playboy, spending his days eating and waiting to die, and incidentally flirting with respectable women—that would be a great pleasure.
Bah, Zuan, you've been bewitched by her beauty so quickly? Have you forgotten how many times she tried to kill you?
What a shallow and lecherous man!
Zuan secretly despised himself.
Qiao Xueying, standing to the side, looked at him strangely: "Why are you looking at me with such a lecherous gaze? You must be thinking something bad."
"What lecherous? Little girl, don't use words like that. I call this upright and loving!" Zu'an corrected.
Just then, some sounds came from afar. The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the terracotta warriors had all turned their heads to look at them.
"Hurry up and use that stick to deal with them. It feels weird to be stared at by so many guys." Qiao Xueying shrank back uncomfortably.
"Okay." Zuan also felt a little creeped out, so he turned on his flashlight and shone it directly at the terracotta warriors.
A beam of snow-white light found its way into the terracotta warrior formation, and the once quiet terracotta warriors suddenly erupted into chaos, their orderly ranks instantly turning into a mess.
"How exactly do we break the seal? Do we have to completely annihilate these guys?" Qiao Xueying looked at the chaotic formation and roughly estimated that there were at least a thousand terracotta warriors. How difficult would it be to eliminate them all, unless that guy's magical stick could use light to remove them.
Zuan was obviously thinking the same thing. He kept shining his flashlight on the terracotta warriors. Wherever the light shone, the terracotta warriors faded and then crumbled and fell off piece by piece, as if ice and snow had been branded with a hot iron.
"No wonder those museums didn't allow photography before; it seems the light is really destructive to these 'antiques.'" Zuan said, swaggering towards the other side with a flashlight in hand.
"What does it mean to be a lone warrior holding off ten thousand? What does it mean to take the head of a general amidst a vast army? It's a pity there's no audience, otherwise my fame would resound throughout the land." Zu'an looked utterly dejected, and couldn't help but hum a song from his past life, "How lonely it is to be invincible; how empty it is to be invincible..."
Qiao Xueying: "..."
Why are they even singing it? The melody of this song is so strange, and the lyrics are far too domineering and arrogant, but it has a strange sense of shock to it.
I don't know which master composer wrote this, otherwise there would be no way to create such a song with such artistic conception and spirit.
She couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration for that peerless master, but why did it sound so out of place coming from the mouth of a guy like Zu An, who only had a third-grade cultivation level?
At this moment, Zu'an shone his flashlight on the chaotic terracotta warriors, still somewhat unsatisfied: "Come here!"
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