Ruan Xianxian: The way you hold up the explosives doesn't look like you're revealing the truth, it looks more like you're bravely going to your death.
She licked her dry lips. Who on earth taught the sorcerer to use explosives?
Given the opponent's lightning-fast speed, if they really wanted to blow someone up, would the opponent have any hope of survival?
While her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, her tongue was quick to speak: "No matter what the truth is, don't you have a gentler approach?"
Old Li glanced regretfully at the child, then at the explosives in his hand.
I just smuggled some explosives from a soldier to play with, but I haven't had a chance to use them yet!
Reluctantly pulling a hammer from behind his back, Ruan Xianxian didn't have time to think about what kind of random things Old Li was carrying...
Suddenly, his aura changed drastically, and a sharp light flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes. He raised his hand high, and with a clang, the small hammer fell to the edge of the pool.
Even though he didn't seem to use much force, the water surface was still rippled with wave after wave.
Then, a huge crack, about the thickness of a forearm, meandered out from the spot where the hammer struck the white jade ground.
Lake water slid in through the crack, and golden lotus flowers swayed gently with the current.
"The princess's soul-nourishing pool!" The white fox roared and pounced on Old Li like a madman, but he was seriously injured and had already used his life fire in the battle, so he was directly suppressed by Old Li with one hand.
The white fox struggled wildly in Old Li's hands, baring its fangs and biting hard into his tiger's mouth.
It's over, everything is over!
The great shaman built this pool to nurture the princess's soul and accumulate power for her future resurrection.
With the Soul-Nourishing Pool destroyed, wouldn't the princess have absolutely no hope left?
The fox's eyes, which had been glowing brightly red, suddenly dimmed, and a deathly resolve gradually surfaced deep within them.
Sensing the white fox's will to die, Old Li pressed down on the fox's head with his other hand, forcing it to look down. "Do you recognize the thing inside?"
Baihu, Ruan Xianxian, and Mu Xia all looked in the direction Old Li was pointing. They saw a black corner peeking out from a crack about the width of an arm at the bottom of the lake, which was almost completely dry.
The fox suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the black corner. "This thing... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."
"Is that so?" Old Li chuckled, tossed the fox into the air with one hand, picked up the hammer again, and brought it down once more. "Then you'd better watch carefully."
bite--!
The hammer struck the white jade floor, producing a crisp, ringing sound that echoed throughout the main tomb, many times louder than the first time.
A snap.
The bluestone bricks at the bottom of the lake were broken into pieces, revealing a huge black altar that exuded an eerie and ominous aura.
It was quiet by the pond. The white fox seemed to be frozen in place, its limbs stiff and motionless.
Ruan Xianxian touched her chest, "It feels stuffy here, very uncomfortable."
Old Li sneered, his laughter extremely sarcastic, as he raised his small hammer and moved closer to the altar. Upon hearing this, he slightly turned his head to look back at her.
"The Soul-Suppressing Altar is an altar used by wizards to suppress evil spirits. It can harm not only the dead but also living souls. It's normal for you to feel uncomfortable. Stay away from it."
"How could this happen?" The white fox's limbs went limp, and its hind legs collapsed to the ground.
As Ruan Xianxian moved away, she didn't forget to grab the white fox by the scruff of his neck and drag him away with her.
The two men and the fox watched from afar as Old Li banged and smashed the black altar.
The insults echoed back, but the little fox continued talking to itself, its eyes filled with the collapse of its beliefs and shattered worldview.
Although Ruan Xianxian had eaten a raw melon, all the strange things that had happened since she entered the tomb finally connected. She sat cross-legged on the spot, stroking the fox fur with her hand.
"I ask you, was this tomb personally ordered and supervised by the general?"
The white fox nodded in affirmation.
"He took the princess's body back to Yan with me, not only as the general but also under my supervision."
I watched him not eat or sleep, repeatedly finalizing, rejecting, and then finalizing the blueprints with the shaman.
There was no room for carelessness throughout the entire process; I endured it to the point of vomiting blood.
Seeing his insistence, Ruan Xianxian could only explain it in detail.
"If you were to repair this tomb, would you carve the most unsavory aspects of the princess onto the murals, so that future generations could judge and criticize them?"
The white fox's pupils trembled.
Won't!
I'd rather die than do that!
He would only order people to carve the most beautiful and glamorous aspects of the princess into murals for future generations to admire.
We will never allow the princess's past, which she herself wishes she could forget, to be shown to the public.
The white fox's eyes flickered, with black mist gradually gathering in them.
"If I'm not mistaken, the layout of that palace in the Heavenly Palace is a one-to-one replica of the Princess's Palace in the Great Yan Imperial Palace, right?"
"Something came to mind," Mu Xia asked.
The white fox nodded again.
Upon returning to the Yan Kingdom, he visited the princess's former residence, which, while not exactly identical to the palace in the Heavenly Palace, was largely restored.
"That's strange," Mu Xia said. "While the palace may not be the most magnificent, its furnishings are comparable to those of the favored concubines in the Forbidden City."
Would the Emperor of Yan really bestow such a residence upon a daughter he dislikes and who could be sacrificed at any moment?
The white fox looked at Mu Xia, and Ruan Xianxian translated, "He asked you what you mean?"
"It's nothing," Mu Xia shook her head. "I just find it unreasonable. I have a bold guess in my mind: are the things recorded in the murals really true?"
The white fox sat there blankly.
When the princess found him, he was just an ordinary fox, less than a year old and not yet intelligent.
He has memories of their first encounter, of the princess repeatedly rejecting the general along the way, and of the princess trying to escape with him, only to be retrieved by the emperor's wedding procession...
Wait, the princess did consider escaping the marriage, but she was found and taken into custody by the wedding procession. After that, she seemed to have completely resigned herself to her fate and never struggled again...
The white fox sighed. "So, you mean the general doesn't truly love the princess, and it's all an act? Does the princess know that?"
His real contact with the general began after the princess's death.
Can such deep affection, which endures to the point of vomiting blood and falling into a coma, really be faked?
Moreover, at that time, he held great power, and even the royal family had to give him a wide berth. Who was he trying to impress?
Ruan Xianxian and Mu Xia looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time, "You shouldn't ask us these questions. Find the answers in your own memories, or go ask the old man over there who's digging in the dirt with his butt sticking out."
Old Li: ? ? ?
"No, you all saw how hard I was digging the altar, why didn't you come and help?"
The guy chuckled and said, "Didn't you say that the altar also harms living beings and that we should stay away from it?"
Old Li: Are all kids these days so honest? Don't they know how to be tactful?
He pulled out a silver talisman from somewhere, spat on the back, casually stuck it on the altar, and beckoned, "Come and search with me."
Looking for? Looking for what?
Ruan Xianxian and Mu Xia came to help him search. The altar was made of an unknown black stone and was carved with strange golden symbols. Old Li clenched his fist and tapped on it.
A hollow sound came from somewhere on the altar, and his face lit up with joy. "Found it!"
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