Qian Wantong watched the two Martial Artists under him make their move but said nothing. They needed to quickly gather up the remains and bury them in the room next door. That would count as completing Elder Qian's task.
As for what method the two Martial Artists used, as long as they got the job done, the process did not matter.
But to their surprise, when the two Martial Artists tugged, they failed to move the remains. Instead, the recoil made their palms ache.
Though these two Martial Artists had come along to handle menial work, they were still backbone figures in the Martial Arts World. One was Houtian Layer Five, the other Houtian Layer Six. Their strength had long surpassed a thousand jin. Wouldn't crushing a skeleton be easy?
Yet the remains sitting cross-legged on the stone bed had jolted their hands numb. One could imagine how shocked they were.
"Steward Qian, there's something wrong with these remains. They seem very heavy." One of the Martial Artists spoke as he grabbed the skeleton's thighbone again and pulled with all his strength, but it would not budge.
Qian Ying was greatly surprised when he saw this. "Move aside. Let me try."
With that, he reached out and shifted the leg bone, only to find that it really did have some weight to it. Fortunately, he possessed the strength of a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist and could still move it. Thus, Qian Wantong laboriously stuffed the remains into the bag.
During the process, he estimated that the skeleton weighed over a thousand jin. Yet aside from its jade-like color, there was nothing unusual about it. Why was it so heavy?
Qian Wantong could not figure it out, but he could not waste time either. He could only set the question