Chapter 426: Snow Mountain Ancient Tomb
Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter
Fu Youhai only dazed for a moment before blood jetted from his broken wrists. He immediately fell unconscious.
The moment Fu Youhai fell, the other three snapped back to reality, staring at Ye Mo in shock. Seeing the bomb and controller in Ye Mo’s hands, their minds went blank. They had tried to rate Ye Mo highly, but still underestimated him. They didn’t even know when he moved or how he’d acquired the bomb and controller. Xiao Lan almost fainted.
Thanks to the mind-blowing Chi Increasing Pill, they’d gambled—and lost before the game even began.
Fu Youyin shivered.
Fu Youhai, the first to speak, knew they were mere insects before Ye Mo. Regret was all they felt. If not for his second and fourth brothers’ encouragement, he wouldn’t have considered ambushing Ye Mo. Even if they’d succeeded, they couldn’t have killed him; Ye Mo was too powerful.
They’d focused only on the Chi Gathering Pill, failing to properly assess Ye Mo’s might, and hadn’t expected Black Widow to plant Xiao Lan nearby.
“Ye-Qianbei, we had eyes but failed to see Mount Tai. We beg for your mercy,” Fu Youhai said, knowing he could only beg.
Ye Mo sneered. “You’re the Hong Kong Four Strange Looks, aren’t you? I don’t understand your audacity! You saw me kill Bao Ya and still dared scheme for my Chi Increasing Pill?”
He couldn’t understand. Even with greed, a little common sense should have stopped them, unless something was truly worth dying for. Their status suggested it wouldn’t be ordinary.
A sliver of hope flickered in Fu Youhai’s eyes. “I’ll gladly explain why we wanted the Chi Increasing Pill, if Qianbei shows mercy.”
Ye Mo sneered. “You have no right to negotiate. Three seconds. Talk, or keep it secret forever.”
Before Fu Youhai could answer, Fu Youyin spoke. “Ye-Qianbei, please don’t attack; we’ll talk.”
Fu Youhai sighed. They were doomed either way.
Ye Mo’s face remained unchanged. He wanted to know why they’d plotted against him.
Fu Youyin quickly explained, “Fifteen years ago, we brothers became tomb raiders. The work wasn’t bad, but increased government scrutiny and competition made it harder. We planned to quit, but a friend of my eldest brother’s told us about a great ancient tomb. We raided it with him and his wife. The tomb’s age was unknown, but we found two skeletons at the entrance, impossibly old. On them, we found an ancient martial arts cultivation method—a book of unknown material, miraculously preserved. We speculated they’d fought and killed each other over something; they were clearly tomb raiders.”
Ye Mo scoffed. “You didn’t go inside, so how do you know the tomb is significant?”
Fu Youjin continued, “The entrance had a huge, magnificent door. But what shocked us most were nine luminous pearls embedded in it. We thought luminous pearls were legendary, yet there they were. The light was soft and comforting, not at all like being underground. We figured if the door held such invaluable pearls, the inside must be even more significant.”
Ye Mo nodded. “Continue.”
He hadn’t suspected this. Others might not have seen luminous pearls, but he had seen many. One luminous pearl was a fortune—nine were unimaginable!
Seeing no greed in Ye Mo’s eyes, Fu Youjin felt even more terror. If Ye Mo had shown greed, he could have used the tomb’s location as leverage. Now, that seemed impossible.
Fu Youjin quickly said, “My friend saw the pearls and rushed toward them, but was shot dead by arrows. The tomb was booby-trapped! We tried many ways to get the pearls, but our tunnel was collapsing, so we escaped. As soon as we did, it caved in.”
“You never went back?” Ye Mo asked, staring at Fu Youjin.
Fu Youjin shook his head. “We didn’t dare. When we escaped, it seemed like a ghost scratched our backs. Tomb raiders whose backs are scratched by ghosts can’t enter a tomb for ten years; certain death. So we thought, ‘If we reach yellow level, we won’t fear the tomb’s traps.’ But twelve years later, only I reached yellow level. Then we saw Qianbei and the Chi Increasing Pill…”
Ye Mo used his spirit sense. They all had red scars—the ghost’s scratches.
“You went in with a couple. You four are here, the man is dead—where’s the woman?” Ye Mo asked plainly. He wanted to know if news of the tomb had spread.
“She was there too, but after her husband died, we separated. We don’t know where she went,” Fu Youjin said quickly.
“Hmpf! You’re lying.”
Fu Youjin began to sweat. Before he could speak, a kick from Ye Mo broke his hand, and he went muddle-headed.
“Where did the woman go?” Ye Mo asked coldly. If the tomb’s location was known, he wouldn’t need to go.
Fu Youjin replied expressionlessly, “We brought her back, and all of us raped and killed her.”
“You’re animals!” Xiao Lan cursed.
“That woman’s husband was your friend! You raped and killed her after his death? Scum! Trash!” Xiao Lan was furious.
Ye Mo was saddened. Such cruelty was rare even in the cultivation realm. They could have imprisoned her to prevent her from leaking news. Even that would’ve been better. They didn't need to rape her.
Her husband had been their friend! One really shouldn’t make the wrong friends; anyone befriending these four brothers must be blind.
“Xiao Lan, wait outside. I’ll be back soon.” Ye Mo didn’t need Xiao Lan’s help recognizing the brothers, and there were things he didn’t want her to hear.
“En.” Xiao Lan understood and left.
Ye Mo burned Fu Youhai with a fireball and asked Fu Youjin, “Tell me the tomb’s location.”
“Yun Zhong Province, Snow Mountain…” Fu Youjin replied without hesitation.
Fu Youyin stared in shock. He thought his brother would use this as leverage, but he confessed immediately.
Desperation in his eyes, Fu Youyin produced a small goatskin booklet and gave it to Ye Mo. “Ye-Qianbei, this is the tomb’s map and our cultivation method.”