Silk-Thread Puppet and Yin Zhi Great Elixir (4,000 Words; Please Vote)

The five soon reached the center of the island.

A clearing appeared eerily amid the primeval forest.

In the ground was a fissure just wide enough for one person to pass through.

The five exchanged glances.

Wang Hezi smiled. "I'll go down first."

He slipped into the fissure and descended.

The others quickly followed.

Li Xiuwen looked around at the dense forest.

A divine light flickered in his eyes.

At last, he withdrew his gaze and entered the tomb.

Elsewhere in the forest.

Two figures sat at ease in a tree.

They were Su Cha and Fatso.

Su Cha chewed on a leaf, his face turned toward the sky.

"Fatso, do you think those people from Heaven's Will will come?"

Fatso smiled. "Who knows? Ever Joy and Heaven's Will have both planted spies in each other's ranks. Both sides' intelligence networks leak like sieves. It's only natural for Tiger Granny to have reservations."

Su Cha nodded faintly.

After a moment's silence.

He asked casually, "I heard Wang Wu went back to the Prosperous State to visit family?"

Fatso said, "Yes."

Su Cha said nothing more of it. He chatted with Fatso now and then, but they did not get along, so they had little to say.

Yet Tiger Granny had insisted on sending the two rivals together.

There was nothing he could do about it.

At first, the passage was so narrow that only one person could squeeze through.

After a drop of dozens of meters, it opened up before them.

Li Xiuwen gripped the rock wall like a monkey and slid gently down.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Wang Hezi waved his folding fan and smiled.

"Brothers, how should we divide what's inside this Martial Tomb?"

Wang Daorong smiled confidently. "Each according to his ability."

Sun Dazhou