Light of the Righteous God

Regardless of whether the claims in novels and TV shows from his past life were reliable or not, Zhang Chen decided that from now on, he would only dig at noon when the yang energy was strongest. After noon, he would go home and rest.

While the wealth and experience points in the ancient tomb were important, his own life was even more so.

At certain moments, people would subconsciously choose to believe in superstition, even if just a little.

In the room next door, the fox spirit watched Zhang Chen's receding figure, a beautiful curve lifting at the corner of her mouth. "I knew this brute would take the bait. No one can resist the temptation of money."

Zhang Chen carried the shovel and followed the path he had taken, arriving at the cave entrance. After observing it carefully for a while, he said with a surprised expression, "That wild chicken left the cave."

The fact that the wild chicken could walk out of the cave indicated that it was still very safe inside. Otherwise, the wild chicken would have likely lost its life long ago.

Looking at the experience points at the cave entrance, Zhang Chen's eyes lit up, and without another word, he started digging.

The experience points were only about a meter away from the cave entrance. Zhang Chen only dug for half an hour, and a large area of experience points was already within reach.

"So many experience points!"

Zhang Chen looked at the experience points before him, a hint of astonishment in his eyes. He saw numbers floating above each red light orb: '+10', '+20', '+50', and '+100'. Of course, there were also '+1', '+2', '+5', '+8', and '+9'. It could be said that everything from one to a hundred was present.

"I'm going to get rich! I don't know how deep this cave is, but as far as the eye can see into the depths of the cave, it's all experience points. If I keep digging, my skill will probably soar to the heavens, and suppressing that fox spirit will be a mere flick of the finger." Zhang Chen swallowed hard as he looked at the experience points before him.

Just then, Zhang Chen's golden finger had detected the experience points, and the golden finger panel popped up:

Experience points detected. Do you want to pick them up?

"Pick them up!" Zhang Chen said to himself.

Experience points +10

Experience points +30

Experience points +50

Experience points +9

Experience points +8

Experience points +35

As Zhang Chen dug, his experience points also began to increase rapidly. It wasn't until noon had passed that Zhang Chen stopped shoveling. He was already covered in sweat and panting, having dug a large pit in place. "Let me see how many experience points I have?"

Although digging was hard work, the experience points were very satisfying.

Name: Zhang Chen

Skill (Tier 1): Evil-warding Golden Light (0/500)

Points: 350

"Only three hundred and fifty points?" Zhang Chen looked at the experience points on the panel, feeling a bit dissatisfied. He had worked hard under the scorching sun for a whole morning, yet he had only dug up three hundred and fifty points. It was a bit too little.

"Only one hundred and fifty points away from upgrading." Zhang Chen muttered to himself as he looked at the golden finger panel. He figured he could upgrade if he dug for two more hours at most, right?

The temptation of upgrading was indescribable for Zhang Chen.

"As for whether there's really something harmful in this ancient tomb, I don't quite believe it. After all, there's a village not far from here. If there was really something harmful in the ancient tomb, rumors would have spread in the village long ago, and even the entire village would have suffered." Zhang Chen looked up at the sky. According to the time calculation of later generations, digging for another two hours would only be around four in the afternoon, and the sun would still be quite strong then.

Looking at the golden finger panel, which was only one hundred and fifty experience points away, Zhang Chen picked up the shovel again without a second thought and continued to work hard.

Shovel after shovel of soil was continuously dug out, and the experience points on Zhang Chen's golden finger panel also began to accumulate rapidly.

Experience points +1

Experience points +9

Experience points +5

Experience points +20

Experience points +7

Experience points +35

Finally, at a certain moment, Zhang Chen stopped shoveling, his eyes fixed on his golden finger panel, filled with excitement:

Name: Zhang Chen

Skill (Tier 1): Evil-warding Golden Light (0/500)

Points: 507

"Upgrade." Zhang Chen said without thinking.

Name: Zhang Chen

Skill (Tier 2): Light of the Righteous God (0/5000)

Points: 7

"What is this?" Zhang Chen's gaze fell on the skill. His skill, Evil-warding Golden Light, had been upgraded from Tier 1 to Tier 2, from Evil-warding Golden Light to Light of the Righteous God.

Zhang Chen felt a warmth spread through his body, a hot current flowing through him. He felt as if he were immersed in warm water, and an indescribable sensation surged in his heart.

His dantian seemed to be breathing, as if it had come to life. With each breath he took, a light seemed to be brewing in his dantian in the unseen realm.

The light was vast and mighty, like a deity present in the world, emanating an indescribable sense of righteousness and grandeur. It was as if the light could dispel all evil in the world, protect all living beings, and drive away all gloom and bad luck.

Its divine power was immeasurable, like an endless abyss, and also like the great sun hanging high in the nine heavens, looking down upon all living beings, benefiting all things, making people dare not look directly at it.

"And then? That's it?" Zhang Chen woke up from the vast majesty, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Shouldn't this give me some kind of cheat?

Not to mention moving mountains and overturning seas, you should at least give me some supernatural power, right? Why did it suddenly disappear?

Zhang Chen's gaze fell on the experience points after 'Light of the Righteous God', and he couldn't help but feel a pang of toothache: "Upgrading from Tier 1 to Tier 2 only required five hundred, but now upgrading from Tier 2 to Tier 3 actually requires five thousand?"

What is the concept of five thousand experience points?

That's definitely not just digging a few more meters; it requires a tenfold increase. Even if every experience point he picked up was '+50', he would still need to pick up a hundred of them.

"Will upgrading from Tier 3 to Tier 4 require fifty thousand? Then I estimate that upgrading from Tier 3 to Tier 4 might not be possible just by excavating ancient tombs." Zhang Chen scratched his head, but upgrading from Tier 2 to Tier 3, if conditions allowed, seemed to offer some hope. After all, he had only been digging for half a day.

Thoughts flickered in Zhang Chen's mind. He felt a sore back and aching legs, so he simply climbed out of the pit, shouldered his shovel, and left.

"If this continues, excavating ancient tombs will exhaust me to death. After all, the deeper you go, the harder it is to dig, and transporting the soil is also a big problem." Zhang Chen shouldered his shovel, thoughts flickering in his mind: "If I could pick up a skill that increases strength, or a skill that allows me to burrow into the ground, it would be simple then."

Of course, Zhang Chen knew this was just his wishful thinking. If skills were that easy to obtain, he wouldn't have waited so long.

"My skills seem to be obtainable from those gold foils covered in scriptures. I wonder where that fox spirit got that page of gold foil. It would be great if there were more of those scriptures." Zhang Chen muttered to himself. He felt that the fox spirit's benefits still needed to be explored.

"I wonder what kind of damage my Tier 2 Light of the Righteous God will do to the fox spirit. But I can't be reckless for now. I'll hold back for now. After I collect all the experience points in the ancient tomb, if my skills still can't be upgraded, then I'll give the fox spirit a big surprise. I'll catch that fox spirit and make her wash my clothes, fold my quilts, warm my bed every day, and I'll also make her transport food for me to eat every day." Zhang Chen had already thought of ten thousand ways to exploit the fox spirit.

"That poor scholar next door is so lucky with women." Zhang Chen shook his head. It was still early, so Zhang Chen wasn't in a hurry to go home. Instead, he continued hunting in the mountains.

"It's a pity that my trap-making skills can't be used as a skill, otherwise I would have already leveled up my skills and made traps that can hunt great demons." Zhang Chen cut some branches in the mountains and successively wove them into baskets, setting traps in the mountains.

Of course, the main purpose of weaving baskets was to transport the soil dug from underground. He had already dug three meters deep, and if he wanted to continue digging, it would involve the problem of transporting soil, which would be more laborious and troublesome.

"Moreover, a shovel is not suitable for excavating ancient tombs." Zhang Chen thought of the Luoyang shovel from his previous life. Perhaps he could forge a Luoyang shovel for tomb raiding.

"However, forging a Luoyang shovel requires caution. I must never let anyone know the purpose of the Luoyang shovel. If people know that I am a tomb raider, I will lose my head." Zhang Chen said to himself.

In this world, once a tomb raider is discovered, it is a capital offense!

After all, this is a world of princes, nobles, and inherited families. Everyone is buried with rich grave goods after death, and tomb raiders are met with zero tolerance.

Zhang Chen's hands were rough yet nimble. In a short while, theembryonic form of a bamboo basket appeared in his hands.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the mountains were no longer safe, Zhang Chen carried the basket and walked towards the village.

There was a blacksmith in the village, and he had a very good relationship with Zhang Chen. In fact, the villagers in this village also had a very good relationship with Zhang Chen, because Zhang Chen was a hunter and often hunted wild game from the mountains. If the farmers in the village wanted to eat wild game, they had to deal with Zhang Chen.

The blacksmith's surname was Cui, and it was a father-son inherited shop. The place in the village where firelight soared day and night was his house.

Zhang Chen didn't go home directly but walked towards the blacksmith shop.

It was called a blacksmith shop, but it was actually just three old, dilapidated mud houses. At this time, the westernmost house was flickering with red light, and the clanging sounds accompanied by waves of heat were emanating from it.

"Uncle Cui!"

Zhang Chen stood outside the door and called out.

He needed to make animal traps for hunting in the mountains, which required iron wire and iron nails, so he had to deal with the Cui family father and son.

"Oh, the Zhang family kid is here. What are you going to forge today?" A strong man of about thirty years old, with a face covered in black, walked out of the house. His eyes looked at Zhang Chen, full of anticipation.

He was a blacksmith, and forging iron required strength, which was a highly consuming job. Therefore, he had to eat meat to replenish his energy and complete his daily workload.

Zhang Chen usually hunted in the mountains, and most of the leftover game went into the old blacksmith's stomach, sold to the blacksmith father and son.

"The thing I'm forging this time is different from before. I'll tell you the size and pattern." Zhang Chen directly drew on the ground, explaining the size of the Luoyang shovel to Blacksmith Cui.

A Luoyang shovel is not a military shovel, so it is not difficult to forge. It is actually somewhat similar to an ordinary iron shovel, but it has added wings for holding soil.

"What are you forging? A shovel? But this shovel is too strange, isn't it?" Blacksmith Cui had never seen a Luoyang shovel. Seeing the strange shovel Zhang Chen drew, he couldn't help but frown and ponder, unable to figure out the use of the Luoyang shovel.

"It's just to make it easier for me to set traps when hunting in the mountains," Zhang Chen explained with a smile. This reason was quite plausible.

"You come here tomorrow to pick it up," Blacksmith Cui glanced at it, firmly remembered the pattern, and then said to Zhang Chen.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Cui. How much will this iron shovel cost?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Just bring me two pheasants in the future," Blacksmith Cui said with a smile.

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this. To be honest, the price of two pheasants was not expensive. In ancient times with backward production, iron ore was a precious metal.

Seeing that Zhang Chen was about to leave, Blacksmith Cui quickly pulled him back: "Don't go, don't go yet! I've made some good stuff here, don't you want to see it?"

Zhang Chen paused his steps upon hearing this and turned to look at Blacksmith Cui: "What good stuff?"

Blacksmith Cui didn't answer, directly locked the door, then dragged Zhang Chen into the house, pulled out a broken box from under the bed, opened the box, and said to Zhang Chen: "Do you want it, kid? If you want it, I'll give you a cheaper price."

Zhang Chen looked at the box, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank: "Uncle Cui, are you crazy! This is something that will get your head chopped off!"

"Of course I know it will get my head chopped off, but isn't it that no one knows? And I recently received a large order. They are responsible for providing the iron ore, and I am responsible for secretly forging things. I thought that you, kid, often hunt in the mountains, and it would be a pity if you encountered some fierce beast and lost your life, so I secretly deducted some iron ore and forged it into something for you to defend yourself."

Zhang Chen's eyes looked at the box, and he took a deep breath. Inside the box was a dull, sharpened long knife.

The long knife was ugly, with crooked and pitted surfaces that were not at all aesthetically pleasing, but the sharpened edge concealed the ugliness, making people have to ignore its crudeness.

The long knife was very thick and looked very durable.

Next to the long knife were more than a dozen arrowheads flashing with cold light. As long as they were installed on arrows and used with a strong bow, even if he was told to hunt roe deer or sika deer, he would believe it.

"These iron ores were all intercepted from that big customer and secretly deducted bit by bit. Do you want them? If not, I'll sell them off." Blacksmith Cui looked at Zhang Chen with a smile: "Don't say Uncle didn't take care of you. When there's a benefit, Uncle thinks of you first."

"Yes! Of course I want it!" Zhang Chen quickly said, then a look of difficulty appeared on his face: "But you also know my financial situation, I'm afraid I can't afford the price."

"We live in the same village, money is easy to talk about, we'll take it slow in the future! Just bring me some game often and it'll be fine!" Blacksmith Cui said with a smile.

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