Chapter 515: Chapter 515 The Dark Bright Energy Grave
I seemed to need more dark energy and qi!
I stood up from the ground.
This was my third time soaking up dark energy on such a massive scale.
And the results this time felt way better than before.
"Maybe the more qi I soak up, the stronger dark energy works?" I wondered.
If it wasn’t for being stuck at the Consummate Inner Strength Grandmaster Realm, I probably would’ve already broken into the half-step Martial Marquis realm or even gone beyond it.
"Once I break through this half-step Martial Marquis barrier, reaching the Military Marquis Realm shouldn’t take too long." I thought.
All this stored dark energy gave me confidence for future breakthroughs.
"With three more spots like this, I can reach the Military Marquis Realm." I figured.
Right then, I couldn’t help but look at the mustached guy not far away.
This mustached guy kept babbling about digging up graves, and most graves were packed with dark energy!
"Maybe this mustached guy has answers!" I felt a surge of excitement.
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The mustached man was still walking in circles around the area.
Every now and then, he’d stomp his foot or press his ear to the ground, listening for something.
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"How’s it going? Still haven’t found it?" I asked.
The mustached man jumped, then glared at me. "How can you move like a ghost, trying to scare The Master to death?!"
I rolled my eyes. "Sounds like you’ve robbed plenty of graves; otherwise, why would you be so jumpy?"
The mustached man puffed up with pride. "Of course! From Emperor Raymond’s royal tomb to my grandmother’s family burial ground, there’s nowhere The Master hasn’t been!"
Hearing this, I was secretly thrilled.
Looked like I needed to get on this mustached guy’s good side.
"This is the spot!"
Right then, the mustached man stomped his foot, excitement flashing in his eyes.
Soon after, the mustached man pulled out some ritual items from his Spatial Magic Artifact, dropped to his knees, and started praying.
"So you grave robbers have rules about this stuff?" I teased.
The mustached man rolled his eyes. "It’s called respect; you wouldn’t get it."
After getting everything ready, the mustached man got to work.
He pulled out a shovel, formed a technique with his hand, and aimed it at the ground.
"Boom!"
With just one strike, the ground started shaking!
The top layer of dirt actually began peeling away!
The mustached man quickly grabbed me and jumped aside, saying excitedly, "Just wait and see! There’s definitely treasure down there!"
The dirt layers fell away, and after several minutes, a complete tomb appeared before our eyes!
At first glance, this tomb was expertly built, looking like an ancient royal palace!
It was as if the inside had been carefully designed by master builders, with stunning craftsmanship!
I was completely blown away!
How could a grave be built so beautifully? It was unbelievable!
"How about that? You see how incredible I am now?" The mustached man stroked his whiskers and said smugly.
I stared at the tomb and whispered, "There’s got to be treasure in there!"
"Obviously," the mustached man said seriously.
He pointed at the Dragon Vein above, then at the tomb in front of us.
"This is called a Dark-Bright Energy Grave. Anyone who could build a grave near the Dragon Vein must’ve been someone special when they were alive, right?" the mustached man said quietly.
I gave the mustached man a genuine thumbs up.
As expected, everyone had their specialty. Even the Capital City Martial Arts Association, a top organization, couldn’t match a true professional.
"Let’s go," the mustached man said.
"Is there any danger inside?" I asked.
The mustached man shook his head. "In a Dragon Vein area, you can’t set traps. Otherwise, the tomb owner wouldn’t have gone to such trouble to hide their burial spot."
I followed behind the mustached man, entering the large tomb.
Sure enough, it was smooth sailing the whole way.
And the mustached man seemed to know exactly where he was going, leading me straight to a Stone Door.
The door faced south, square and impressive, radiating the presence of a great ruler.
Using a secret technique, the mustached man gently tapped the door, making it boom open with a loud rumble!
I had to admit I was amazed by the guy’s skills, and my opinion of him shot way up.
When the door opened, we could see the treasures stored inside!
There were medicinal herbs tucked away in jars, half a chest of gold, and several personal accessories.
To ordinary people, these were just worldly riches.
But to cultivators, these so-called accessories were top-grade magical artifacts!
I rushed forward, smashing a jar with my hand.
Inside was a medicinal herb of some unknown type.
I looked at the herb and couldn’t help frowning.
This was because there wasn’t a trace of qi in this herb!
"How is this possible?" I frowned.
The mustached man seemed to notice my confusion.
He smirked. "This is a Dark Energy Grave. The herbs inside are just burial goods. How could they have qi?"
My face darkened a bit.
What I desperately needed right now was a five-thousand-year-old medicinal herb.
If I couldn’t find one, this whole trip would be pretty much pointless for me.
"Man, there are so many treasures here; I gotta grab the best ones first!" The mustached man licked his lips and said happily.
He dove into the pile of treasures and started hunting around, picking what he liked.
Meanwhile, I stood there for a long time, seemingly deep in thought.
"Wait!"
Right then, I seemed to have thought of something.
I quickly looked at the mustached man and asked, "Can you tell how old this tomb is?"
The guy glanced at me and smirked. "Are you questioning my professional skills? I can’t just tell the age, I even know when this tomb was built!"
I quickly asked, "My friend, how many years has it been since this tomb was built?"
After looking around and sniffing the air, the mustached man said with a grin, "About three thousand years."
Three thousand years?
"Someone who could build a tomb like this must’ve been a big shot back in their day!" I thought.
"These big shots’ burial goods can’t be ordinary herbs."
In other words, the burial herbs of these important people would definitely be world-class treasures with at least a thousand years of potency!
Considering that medicinal herbs weren’t as rare back then as they are now, this herb might’ve already been thousands of years old when the tomb was built!
Another three thousand years had passed, so the chance of this herb being over five thousand years old was pretty high!
"The formula only says it needs a five-thousand-year-old herb; it doesn’t mention anything about potency..." I thought.
As for me, I had no other choice but to try it for now.
"Are you trying to make a Reincarnation Pill?" Right then, the mustached man suddenly asked with a grin.
I was a bit surprised. "You know about the Reincarnation Pill?"
The guy said proudly, "I’ve been traveling around for years, and I’ve dealt with hundreds of tombs like this. What wouldn’t I know?"
After saying that, the guy paused before adding with a grin, "Not only do I know about the Reincarnation Pill, but I also have the ingredients you need. If you want, you can trade that bronze mirror with me. How about it?"
