Chapter 498: Ancient Tomb Passage

Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

Ye Mo turned back and saw the fox again, which struck him as odd. It hadn't been caught during the day, so why return? Wasn't it afraid of being caught?

The small fox, seeing Ye Mo, turned and ran.

Ye Mo smiled, didn't chase, and instead walked into the remaining tent to recover. He'd had an epiphany; this was a good opportunity to cultivate.

…

Meanwhile, Song Yangzhu returned to the tomb she planned to dig through. She was unsure what to do. Should she continue digging, grow stronger, and kill Ye Mo? Or should she not kill him?

She knew Ye Mo had saved her, but she couldn't bear being saved again and again by an enemy, especially after losing her virginity to him. Song Yangzhu's heart was in turmoil. Giving up revenge would leave her directionless.

If her master were still as he once was, perhaps she could return to cultivation, but after his distancing, her only motivation had been revenge. Now, that motivation was blurred.

Song Yangzhu didn't cultivate nor take the black rising pill.

She didn't want to think about Ye Mo, wishing nothing had happened. She could only bury the memories deep in her heart, never to recall them. She hoped never to see Ye Mo again.

Song Yangzhu sat by the tomb for a long time before starting to dig. She realized she didn't know what to do or where to go, so she continued with her plan.

Untiringly, she dug for two hours before stopping, having stumbled upon a passage. Someone must have dug it, but a collapse had blocked the entrance.

Song Yangzhu carefully crawled into the tunnel. She'd never raided a tomb before and knew nothing about checking oxygen levels.

Luckily, she knew ancient tombs were dangerous. Having experienced such danger before, she carried a long sword.

The tomb was dim, seemingly endless. Song Yangzhu wore a mining torch, but the little light only emphasized the bleak tunnel's eeriness. Song Yangzhu felt goosebumps. It was deep within the mountains, yet she could feel wind.

The bleak wind made her shiver. She stopped, thinking, "What am I doing here?" Was she really going to get stronger to kill Ye Mo? Could she truly do it if she saw him?

Song Yangzhu dared not think further. After last night's events, Ye Mo's position in her heart had changed. She tried to avoid him, but her killing intent seemed to wane.

She should leave and find a place to live out her life. She didn't want to see him or anyone she knew again.

But before Song Yangzhu could turn and leave, she felt a sudden coldness behind her and subconsciously swung her sword.

An almost indistinguishable shriek pierced the air, and Song Yangzhu broke into a sweat. Her long sword had cut something.

A huge rumble followed, and Song Yangzhu sensed the tunnel collapsing behind her. Shaken, she quickly grabbed a shovel to dig. But before she could start, she felt the coldness again. Song Yangzhu dropped the shovel and slashed backward.

The frigid feeling vanished, but Song Yangzhu didn't dare dig again. She felt the thing would scratch her as soon as she turned, a danger she couldn't see or sense.

Song Yangzhu gazed into the tunnel, seeing nothing.

She carefully picked up her shovel, but it broke. Song Yangzhu stared dumbly at the high-quality shovel, unsure why it broke.

Were there really ghosts? Even at the peak of the yellow level, Song Yangzhu felt scared, remembering the ghost at Broken Top Mountain.

After standing still for a long time, Song Yangzhu felt sleepy. She bit her tongue, remembering the lack of oxygen from the collapse. Was she going to die here?

Why fear death? Song Yangzhu thought, "What's the point of living anyway?" Suddenly, she didn't want to dig anymore. She took her long sword and walked deeper.

The thing seemed afraid of Song Yangzhu's sword; she walked a long time without being attacked.

Along the path, Song Yangzhu saw a faint, harmonious light. Had she already walked out? Song Yangzhu sped up. Even if she were to die, she didn't want to die in a dark tomb.

Seeing the light's source, Song Yangzhu was stunned. She'd only heard of luminous pearls in fairy tales, yet here were eight, embedded in a stone door, giving the tomb a regal feel.

Two sets of bones lay together in front of the door, along with scattered arrows.

Song Yangzhu dazedly walked to the door and pushed it open.

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When Ye Mo woke, it was daylight. His chi had partially recovered. Though he couldn't yet use his flying sword, he would be able to in a few days.

He shot out fireballs, burning the tents and bodies, before leaving the silent valley. He didn't know what Song Yangzhu was doing here, but since she'd left, he didn't need to think about it.

Though embarrassed by the incident, he felt no regret. Had he not acted, Song Yangzhu might have gone mad. And since she chose to leave, so be it.

Already in the Mei Nei Snow Mountains, Ye Mo decided to check the tomb the Fu brothers mentioned. Pulling out the map, he was dazed. Were there such coincidences? He was standing directly above the tomb.

Elsewhere, he would wait until fully healed, but it being directly beneath him, it would be a waste not to check it.

Ye Mo walked along the mountain's foot and stopped at a freshly dug tunnel.

Another coincidence? He'd just found the place, and someone had already gone in? "Wait—" Ye Mo thought of Song Yangzhu. "She was nearby yesterday. What was she doing here?"

Ye Mo scanned his spirit sense in, his face changing at the tomb's state. The tunnel had collapsed. If Song Yangzhu was inside, wouldn't she be buried alive?

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Though Ye Mo's chi was only partially recovered, he dug much faster than Song Yangzhu. In less than an hour, he reached the tunnel.

He'd heard this tomb had a ghost that scratched backs. But before Ye Mo, it was a measly little ghost. It wouldn't dare approach even strong-yan-chi non-cultivators, much less proper cultivators.