Grave Robbers

Three nights later, at the Graveyard Mountain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Over a hundred smaller black shadows were holding shovels, tossing soil behind them scoop by scoop. Almost every tombstone had a figure beside it; some were ethereal, others solid.

Ling Chen had achieved precise control over his Hundred Demon Shadow Clone, capable of splitting his 100% strength into a hundred clones at 1% strength each, while simultaneously manifesting 1,000 phantoms.

Ling Chen was able to reach this level thanks to the increase in his Soul Ring age.

Using so many sub-clones to dig up graves now felt somewhat unscrupulous. If digging one is grave robbing, then what about digging 100?

Ling Chen couldn't even be described as a grave robber; he neither took burial goods nor corpses. At most, he would open the soil, touch it, and bury it back—consider it loosening the earth for them.

But who doesn't know the saying about avoiding suspicion? If you are brandishing a large iron shovel and digging in someone else's graveyard, even if you aren't digging up their specific graves, it will still arouse suspicion, let alone a hundred-man operation like Ling Chen's.

The Graveyard Mountain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wasn't large, consisting of only eight hills. There were many "veteran" players here, and Ling Chen wouldn't touch them for the time being.

The older the remains, the more burial goods they possessed. It was said that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had a history of ten thousand years. Although not every disciple returned to their roots, digging through these eight hills wouldn't be an easy task.

Their funeral rites were not like those from before Ling Chen's transmigration, where bodies were placed in coffins and buried. Instead, they used earth burials, digging a large pit and burying the body along with the burial goods.

With this method of burial, it was difficult for Ling Chen to obtain the Martial Soul Origin of those "veteran" players; some had already turned to dust, becoming one with the earth.

Fortunately, the tombstones were inscribed with dates of birth and death, which made Ling Chen's digging much faster.

However, Ling Chen's clones could only exist for about half a day. Excluding the time spent traveling, there wasn't much left.

After digging up about 4,000 graves, Ling Chen's Hundred Demon Shadow Clones vanished, though some graves hadn't been covered back up in time.

From this grave-looting session, Ling Chen harvested about 20,000 points of Martial Soul Origin. While these were not enough to strengthen the Green Steel Sword, there was no problem using them to briefly manifest it.

With a great war looming, Ling Chen couldn't rely on being pushed to a dead end just to use the Green Steel Sword.

The next morning, Ling Chen used his soul skill again, sending his clones toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Ning Rongrong had returned to Shrek Academy by now, and Tang San had also settled matters at the Clear Sky Sect, establishing the ten-year pact.

However, Liu Erlong and the Grandmaster were furious when they heard the news Yu Tianheng brought from the family!

"Who is so bold? Daring to break ground on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Yu Xiaogang slammed his fist onto the table in anger, and Flender hurriedly tried to soothe him. That table had cost him 400 Gold Soul Coins; it couldn't withstand Yu Xiaogang's abuse.

"Oh my! Look at you, why are you so agitated? Aren't there clues? Since footprints were left at the scene, just keep investigating."

Yu Xiaogang frowned tightly; the information he had was somewhat absurd.

"You make it sound easy! If it were that simple to find him, I would have settled the score with him long ago!"

Liu Erlong also clenched her fists, the rage on her face threatening to destroy Flender's office.

"Look, you're getting worked up again! Come, come, have some tea first..."

Flender also had a headache. None of the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were easy to deal with, and he had spent quite a bit of money on his office decor.

Yu Xiaogang threw a letter onto the desk, which contained two life-sized tracings of footprints.

"These footprints... are they a child's?"

Seeing the images, Flender knew the matter was truly not simple.

"What else did you think?"

Yu Xiaogang retorted irritably.

"Whose mischievous brat would want to go grave robbing? And they robbed nearly 4,000 of our graves!"

"What! 4,000!"

Flender picked at his ear, almost doubting he had heard correctly.

"What kind of child can rob 4,000 graves? A prodigy? Even if you let a Title Douluo do it, who could manage that?"

Flender threw out a series of questions, but Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong remained silent; they didn't know how to answer them either.

The matter was simply too suspicious.

Just as everyone was at a loss, Tang San walked in with Rongrong and the others. Seeing their distressed expressions, he looked astonished.

"Dean Flender, I heard you were living quite comfortably, why do you look like you've eaten a dead fly?"

Dai Mubai walked over first, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"What's going on? Teacher, Dean, it looks like something major happened?"

Yu Xiaogang recounted the events, and the group was instantly stunned.

"In this day and age, someone is still grave robbing? And it's a child?"

Tang San couldn't imagine what kind of scene that was—one night, one child, one miracle!

"Teacher, how many burial goods did you lose?"

Tang San asked next.

"We didn't lose any burial goods. Those graves were all opened and then buried back up. The point is, those footprints were stationary; there were no signs of walking."

As soon as Yu Xiaogang said this, everyone looked bewildered.

"Is it haunted?"

Tang San's first thought was exactly this; after all, he came from the world of the Tang Sect and possessed hidden weapons like the Yama's Invitation, so he naturally knew a few legends about ghosts and gods.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Ning Rongrong at this moment, thinking she might be a breakthrough point. He had kept the matter of a child possessing a domain a few days ago in his heart, and naturally, he began to suspect that child.

"Rongrong, did Sword Douluo of your sect take in a child who possesses a domain as his disciple?"

Ning Rongrong nodded, and when Tang San heard Yu Xiaogang say this, he immediately recalled someone.

"Is that child named Li Tianyi? He should be around seven years old now, right!"

Ning Rongrong nodded, but Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San.

"Xiao San, do you know this child?"

"Yes, he broke out of the Slaughter City with me, so like me, he possesses the Slaughter God's Domain. He was taken to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect by my father."

Tang San did not hide anything, and Yu Xiaogang confirmed that Huo Wu and the others had not lied.

"Can you tell me more in detail?"

Yu Xiaogang still wanted to understand this monster-like child more thoroughly; only eight Slaughter Gods had ever emerged from the Slaughter City, and for a child like Li Tianyi to be counted among them was somewhat terrifying.

"Of course, other than his ideas being a bit crazy, he is otherwise quite normal."

After listening to Tang San's account, Ning Rongrong became somewhat unsettled.

"Third Brother, during the time I've been in the sect, I haven't seen him leave the sect grounds at all. You don't suspect that he was the one who did it, do you?"