Little Fatty was dragged to the edge of the lake. He looked at Tang Fei expectantly and asked, "Brother, can we drink this water?"
"We can." Tang Fei nodded.
So Little Fatty flopped onto the ground with a splash and lowered his mouth directly into the lake, gulping down water.
After drinking his fill, Little Fatty wanted to use the canteens to fill up on water. They had brought two canteens when they left, just in case they couldn't find drinkable fresh water.
Tang Fei grabbed him and said, "There's no rush. Did you forget what we came out here for?"
Little Fatty froze. "What was it?"
"..."
Seeing Tang Fei about to lose his temper, Little Fatty hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly. "Brother, I remember. We came to find a great tomb."
"Good. I thought you really believed we'd come out here on a sightseeing trip to eat and drink."
"Brother, if we find the great tomb, we're here to rob graves. If we don't find it, we're tourists."
Tang Fei stared at Little Fatty in surprise. Those words carried the wisdom of someone who had seen through the ways of the world and human nature.
Advance to attack, retreat to defend.
Tang Fei patted Little Fatty on the shoulder. "In that case, it looks like we're here to rob graves."
"Brother, did you find the ancient tomb?" Little Fatty looked around. "Weren't you looking for Crescent Valley? Where is Crescent Valley?"
"The marking on this map indicates a crescent-shaped valley, right?" Tang Fei asked.
"Right."
"But the two of us have wandered through these mountains for days and still haven't found any crescent-shaped valley. Valleys run straight through—how could there be one shaped like a crescent?"
"Right." Little Fatty entered parrot mode.
Tang Fei pointed at the moon's reflection on the lake and asked, "Then what do you see there?"
"A crescent moon."
Tang Fei gestured a huge circle and asked, "And what is this place?"
"A valley."
Little Fatty's eyes widened as he looked at Tang Fei. "Brother, Crescent Valley means there's a crescent moon inside the valley?"
"Isn't it simple?" Tang Fei asked.
"It is simple," Little Fatty said.
Then he shook his head. "No, it isn't. If I had been the one looking, even if I drank all the water here, I never would've thought that Crescent Valley meant looking at the crescent moon in the lake."
"That's true." Tang Fei agreed with Little Fatty's self-assessment.
Some things that looked complicated were actually simple. Yet the simplest things were often the most complicated.
The map they had received marked a crescent-shaped valley, so they had followed the map to search for Crescent Valley.
Without the mind of a genius, who could have imagined that this was the truth?
Fortunately, he was a genius.
"We've searched every valley in these mountains. This is the only one with a lake. So I'm certain the ancient tomb is here."
"Underwater?"
"Of course." Tang Fei nodded. "It's already that obvious."
"Obvious?" Little Fatty stood by the lake and examined it carefully for a while. "Brother, I don't see it."
"Let's go. Get ready to go underwater." Tang Fei began equipping his weapons.
They definitely had to bring the Pulse Rifles. Who knew what might be inside the great tomb?
"Sure." Little Fatty readily agreed.
He might not understand it, but as long as his big brother did, that was enough. Whatever his big brother said, he would do.
More importantly, he would get to play with a gun.
They packed up their luggage and tied the horses to tree trunks. Whether or not they found anything down there, they would still need the horses for the journey back.
Fully equipped, the two of them each held a Pulse Rifle and carefully headed toward the center of the lake.
Tang Fei walked directly toward the crescent moon in the middle of the lake. Little Fatty had no idea why, but he followed closely behind.
The moment they stepped into the area shrouded in crescent moonlight, they vanished from the spot with a splash.
Tang Fei and Little Fatty felt as if they had blinked, only to find themselves standing before an ancient black gate.
Little Fatty touched his clothes and cried out, "Why are my clothes dry? They were clearly wet when we went underwater—"
"Keep it down," Tang Fei warned.
This was likely an array barrier set up by some expert. Once they found the array's core, they would automatically be transported to the entrance of the great tomb.
The gate was several meters tall and several dozen feet wide. It was neither gold nor bronze, and Tang Fei had no idea what material it had been forged from.
A tall, mighty, uniquely shaped guardian beast crouched on each side of the gate. After examining them closely, Tang Fei identified the one on the left as Taotie and the one on the right as Qiongqi.
They were ugly and ferocious. Though carved from stone, they radiated a savage, world-weary aura.
Tang Fei and Little Fatty exchanged a glance. Both knew that the owner of this great tomb was not someone to be trifled with.
As the old saying went, judge the master by his dog.
Just from the appearance and temperament of these two guardian beasts, it was obvious their master was no good person.
"Brother, what do we do?" Little Fatty asked.
"No matter how skilled you are, you still fear a kitchen knife." Tang Fei patted the Pulse Rifle in his arms and said fiercely, "Man or ghost, we'll blast him with a shot."
"Right, blast him with a shot." Caught up in Tang Fei's mood, Little Fatty said excitedly.
Tang Fei reached out to push the gate, but the thick black doors did not budge.
"Brother, leave this kind of brute work to me," Little Fatty said.
He handed his Pulse Rifle to Tang Fei, pressed both palms against the two doors, shouted, and exerted all his strength.
Rumble!
The ancient gate slowly opened.
"Brother, the door wasn't locked," Little Fatty said.
Tang Fei did not care whether the door was locked. One shot would destroy any lock.
What concerned him was whether there were traps or hidden weapons.
Fortunately, there were none!
Tang Fei did not respond. Holding the Pulse Rifle, he was the first to step through the gate.
Though Little Fatty's flesh was tougher and he could take more punishment than Tang Fei, he did not know cultivation, and his reaction speed was not quick enough.
If there was danger ahead, it was more suitable for Tang Fei, a Qi Control Realm cultivator, to deal with it.
Little Fatty understood Tang Fei's intentions and silently followed behind him.
The cave was pitch-black, making it difficult for both Tang Fei and Little Fatty to see.
Tang Fei had anticipated this. Just as he was about to take out lighting equipment from his backpack, a vast, frigid presence suddenly locked onto him.
Like a mountain collapse, like a raging flood.
Surging and boundless, endless and overwhelming.
Boom!
From sensing the danger to being locked onto by that aura, only an instant had passed. It was as if both had happened at the same time.
Tang Fei felt a chill run down his spine. Every hair on his body stood on end, and the hostility in his heart surged.
He wanted to strike back, but discovered that he could not move at all.
The harder he struggled, the more immense the aura locking onto him became, and the more terrifying its force of retaliation grew.
Pfft!
Unable to withstand that godlike power, Tang Fei was struck head-on and vomited a huge mouthful of blood.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Little Fatty cried out anxiously.
He too had been locked onto by that aura, but he had never tried to struggle or resist.
As a result, his symptoms were much lighter than Tang Fei's.
Hearing Tang Fei vomit blood, Little Fatty was frantic with worry.
Not knowing how badly his big brother had been hurt, he thought someone had launched a sneak attack.
A gigantic head appeared above the cave dwelling.
The head was boundless and continued extending into deeper darkness, as though the entire cave dwelling could not contain it.
It had the head of a leopard, round glaring eyes, an iron face, and thick curly sideburns. Its eyes were two blood-red pupils, as though blood churned and flowed endlessly within them.
The cave dwelling was extremely dark, and it should have been difficult to see anything. Even Cultivators, whose vision surpassed ordinary people's, found it very hard to see in such an environment.
Yet beneath the illumination of those two blood-red eyes, patches of crimson phosphorescence appeared throughout the cave dwelling.
That only made the head seem more evil and hideous.
"What petty rats dare trespass into my cave dwelling, Fierce God?" the head roared furiously, opening its enormous mouth.
Tang Fei and Little Fatty both had the feeling that it could swallow them whole in a single bite.
"I'm Lu Yu," Tang Fei called out. "Who are you?"
Fierce God? He had never heard of such a deity.
But this thing was truly powerful.
It felt as though a single finger pressing down could crush him and Little Fatty into powder.
He could not fight it. He absolutely could not fight it.
Fierce God did not answer Tang Fei. Instead, it seemed even more enraged as it roared, "Get out at once, and I will spare your lives."
"Fine, fine, fine." Tang Fei immediately agreed. "We'll leave right now—"
"Withdraw your aura, and we'll leave immediately. We'll never disturb your rest again, Your Excellency."
Tang Fei knew when to advance and when to retreat. If he could not win, then he would find another way to fight.
But against an opponent so far beyond him that there was no way to fight at all, escaping with his life was the priority.
Forget retreating. Even if it told him to roll back, he could demonstrate three hundred and sixty styles of rolling away.
When it came to running away, he was a professional.
"Damn it!"
Fierce God kept talking to itself as though it had not heard Tang Fei's plea for mercy. It raised a massive skull hammer and smashed it toward Tang Fei and Little Fatty's heads.
Boom!
Yin Yang Qi flooded down from every direction.
That aura was filled with negative emotions—bloodlust, slaughter, despair—as if it intended to destroy heaven and earth.
(P.S.: I'm Fierce God, very fierce, very fierce. This is a robbery. Hand over all your votes!)
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