It turned out that every buyer who had looked at the manual had backed down, all of them saying they couldn't understand it.
And since they had used blood talismans before making their offers, no one dared pretend to look at it without intending to buy.
One person failing to understand it would have been one thing, but dozens had all backed down. Among them had even been a renowned Qi Sea Realm cultivator.
As a result, the so-called manual in the two men's hands had become a laughingstock.
After all, everyone who studied Martial Arts knew that no matter how profound a manual was, it was never impossible to understand. Its essential teachings had to be explained clearly in its pages; otherwise, how could they have been recorded and passed down to future generations?
What's more, a manual even Qi Sea Realm cultivators couldn't make sense of could only be childish scribbles, wild imaginings, worth no more than a laugh.
Xu Yi had originally had no interest in their dispute, but the moment he heard the words "tomb robbing," he became intrigued.
He hadn't expected that this world had tomb robbers, too. Yet a rock-solid impulse, nurtured by the online novels of his former life, suddenly surged through his mind: anything dug out of a tomb had to be something good.
So he patiently listened to the whole story.
As he listened, most of his enthusiasm was doused. After all, if even Qi Sea Realm martial artists couldn't figure it out, he probably wouldn't be able to, either.
Just as he was about to move on, he felt reluctant to leave. It was dug out of an ancient tomb, after all. What harm could there be in taking a look?
He stepped closer, pointed to the black-covered book on