Treasure Hunt

Deep mountains and wild forests, sheer cliffs, treasure hunting in caves, relics left behind by predecessors—just thinking about it was thrilling.

Wei Yang licked his lips excitedly and pulled a bundle of rope he had prepared long ago from his pack, tying it around a tree trunk.

He turned his head to look around and listened carefully for a while, making sure there were no threats nearby.

"Treasure hunt, begin!"

Wei Yang gave the rope a hard tug. After testing it and confirming there was no problem, he lightly tapped the cliff face with his toes and slid swiftly down toward the bottom of the precipice.

When he was not far from the suspicious spot, Wei Yang tightened his grip. His rapidly descending body jerked to a stop, leaving him suspended in midair.

Letting out a soft breath, Wei Yang glanced to the side at the cluster of deadwood not far away and the pitch-black hollow hidden behind it.

From here, he could clearly see the cave concealed behind the deadwood.

It was extremely well hidden. From atop the cliff, it really would have been difficult to spot.

Found it!

Wei Yang quietly sighed in relief, joy rising in his heart.

This was a huge opportunity.

Unlike Xiao Yan, who had Elder Yao, a powerful expert, guiding him and did not lack such opportunities, this was an opportunity great enough to change Wei Yang's fate.

With a light tap of his toes, Wei Yang used the rope's sway to slowly draw closer to the cave.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a yellowish-brown shadow abruptly shot toward Wei Yang with a faint whistle through the air.

A flash of vigilance crossed Wei Yang's heart. His eyes narrowed, and his left hand released the rope and shot out, accurately catching the yellow shadow.

"Rock Serpent."

Looking at the Rock Serpent that had tried to ambush him only to have its vital point caught in his grip, Wei Yang sneered. "I was already on guard against you. You insisted on provoking me—courting death."

Rock Serpents were first-tier magical beasts that lived on cliff faces.

With their long, flattened bodies resembling wings, they could fly through the air like hawks.

Moreover, because they possessed a mutated earth attribute, their bodies were as hard as stone, making them difficult to injure with ordinary blades.

Combined with their preference for living on sheer cliffs and their rock-like coloring, they were particularly troublesome to deal with.

But things were different now that it had encountered Wei Yang.

He had been mentally prepared all along, and he was a Six-star Dou Master. The Rock Serpent that ordinary mercenaries found troublesome was nothing much in Wei Yang's eyes.

Hiss—

Its vital point gripped, the Rock Serpent opened its mouth to reveal sharp, chilling fangs. It hissed viciously, its body writhing desperately as though trying to coil around Wei Yang's arm.

"Humph."

Wei Yang tightened his grip and directly crushed the bones at the Rock Serpent's vital point. With a casual toss, the Rock Serpent fell into the bottomless valley below.

Then, following the rope, Wei Yang slowly descended to the outside of the cave.

Standing on a piece of loose rock outside the cave, Wei Yang fastened the rope around a tree before carefully examining the place.

The entrance was densely covered with loose rocks and twisted trees, hiding it very well.

Wei Yang had no intention of destroying them. After all, this was the tomb of that predecessor, and no one wanted people coming here to disturb them every day.

So he gently pushed aside the branches and carefully moved away the loose rocks, revealing an opening large enough for someone to crawl through. Then he bent down and crawled inside.

Once inside, the passage was not spacious, only wide enough for two or three people to pass through. The cave was pitch-black, yet a faint gleam seemed to emanate from within, lending it an air of deep, mysterious seclusion.

There were many man-made marks around the entrance, as though carved by blades and axes.

However, perhaps because too much time had passed, those marks had become extremely blurred. Without close inspection, they might truly have gone unnoticed.

Wei Yang took a candle from his pack and lit it.

The faint light immediately illuminated the nearby area. Holding the candle in his left hand, Wei Yang slowly walked inside.

He did not let his guard down. Instead, he cautiously made his way through the quiet, dark cave, pale red Dou Qi flickering over his right palm as he remained alert at all times.

Who knew whether dangers like Rock Serpents were still hiding inside?

After all, even though he knew the plot, there was still a gap of nearly four or five years before that time. It would not be strange if some unexpected changes had occurred.

In the dark, silent passageway, only Wei Yang's faint footsteps echoed. A subtle chill could not help but coil around his heart.

After walking for roughly ten minutes through that quiet atmosphere, he finally reached the end of the deep passage.

Ahead stood a stone door emitting a faint yellow glow.

Whew—

At the sight of the stone door, Wei Yang could not help quietly sighing in relief.

Alone in this kind of silent, dark tomb passage—it was thrilling.

After steadying himself, Wei Yang stepped forward and reached out to touch the stone door. It felt extremely heavy; it would probably take at least a Dou Master exerting their full strength to destroy it.

Of course, Wei Yang had no intention of destroying the stone door. Instead, he carefully searched the area around it.

By the candle's weak flame, faint engravings could be seen on the surrounding stone walls.

Although these engravings had blurred with the passage of time, some human figures could still be made out.

"Found it."

Beside the stone door, Wei Yang felt a small protrusion beneath it. He lightly pressed it with his finger.

A creaking sound slowly echoed through the cave.

The stone door gradually began to rise.

As it lifted, a faint gleam shone out from within, completely dispelling the darkness nearby.

At the same time, a subtle, unusual fragrance wafted out.

Looking at the brightly lit space beyond the stone door, Wei Yang smiled faintly and slowly stepped inside.

The moment he entered, his view abruptly widened.

Inside was a massive stone chamber, simple and somewhat empty in appearance.

Moonlight Stones used for illumination were embedded in the surrounding walls.

At the center of the stone chamber stood a chair. A skeleton sat upon it, its skull having fallen onto the skeleton's stark white thighbone.

In the quiet atmosphere, the sight was somewhat eerie and terrifying.

Before the chair stood a broad, long bluestone table. Three locked stone boxes were neatly arranged atop it.

In three corners of the stone chamber were piles of gold coins as large as small hills, along with treasures such as jewelry and ornaments.

A rough glance showed that there were no fewer than several hundred thousand gold coins alone. Together with the jewelry and other valuables, their worth was likely no less than several million gold coins.

"Tsk tsk, I've struck it rich."

Wei Yang's eyes gleamed at the sight of the gold coins and treasures.

Only after staring for quite some time did he finally pull his gaze away from the three heaps of glittering treasure and look elsewhere.

In the final corner was a small flower bed piled up from soil.

The flower bed was planted with all kinds of medicinal herbs, growing there like ordinary flowers and grass, while a strange fragrance lingered throughout the stone chamber.