Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

The young man smiled.

"Let's go!" After clearing away the black-eyed snakes, Wu Yutian shouted to the people behind him.

There is always a way out.

As the saying goes, "When you encounter water, you find the way; when you cross great rivers, you gain the advantage."

Chapter 170: Reboot, Back to 2003

After the underground lake in front of it collapsed, the huge black statue also slowly cracked and was about to collapse completely.

As this black colossus collapsed, in the vast canyon before us lay the enormous spine of a prehistoric creature, connecting the entire canyon and stretching into the distance like a celestial beam.

This is everyone's last chance to escape this place.

Wu Yutian caught the unconscious Ah Xiang in his arms, then shouted to the crowd behind him, "Let's go!"

Without further hesitation, the group used various tools to climb up the huge white vertebral fossil.

Just as they emerged from the black behemoth, smoke and dust filled the entire canyon behind it, making it appear as if it had been shattered and exploded.

The colossal statue of the evil god Mahakala, the execution ground that stood behind the Demon Kingdom's altar and dealt with countless innocent girls, was finally shattered by this curse.

Amidst the endless smoke and dust, Wu Yutian looked back.

Amidst the vast expanse of smoke and dust, a pure white figure could be seen.

Their faces were shrouded in a misty haze of smoke and dust, and the souls of countless young girls soared away with them.

A cold voice followed: "This place is completely destroyed. I'm leaving too. Consider those boundless demonic eyes, that corpse, and that little girl as my keepsakes for you."

As the voice faded, the stunningly beautiful woman, who seemed to exist only in memory, vanished completely along with the destruction of the last colossal statue of the Great Black Heaven Thunder Mountain God in the Demon Kingdom.

Immediately afterwards, the complete crystal corpse of the evil god within Wu Yutian's envelope space slowly turned into crystal rain and dissipated.

Covered in Wu Yutian's arms, Ah Xiang, who was unconscious at this moment, suddenly opened her eyes, her boundless demonic eyes shining brightly under the sunlight.

A day later, the group finally escaped safely through Guanyin Cave and arrived at Chu Yi's home. At the same time, Wu Yutian also knew that all good things must come to an end, and they had to part ways with Xiao Ge.

Everyone else was very reluctant to part with them.

Although I haven't known this guy for long, I genuinely feel he's a good person and worth getting to know better. Wu Yutian extended his hand.

Zhang Qiling then shook hands with him. "Brother, believe me, we will definitely meet again." Zhang Qiling remained silent for a while, then frowned.

"I've always had a question: you know my age, so why do you call me 'little brother'?"

Zhang Qiling has no given name. Although his surname is Zhang, the name Qiling is a specific title given to him by the Zhang family patriarch.

In other words, there is more than one Zhang Qiling in this world.

Of course, Zhang Qiling didn't care what others called him. Some people even called him "Mute Zhang" because of his taciturn personality, but he never got angry.

But to be honest, the nickname "little brother" is quite unique; no one has ever called him that before.

Wu Yutian was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhang Qiling's words.

I thought to myself, "No way, you're called 'Little Brother'? Could it be that I gave you that nickname?"

Upon closer reflection, it seems that "The Grave Robbers' Chronicles" doesn't explain where the name Zhang Qiling comes from.

However, the nickname "Silent Bottle" was given a detailed explanation.

Thinking about this, Wu Yutian smiled. So that's what happened. He really hadn't expected that he was the one who gave Zhang Qiling the nickname "Little Brother." Was this some kind of fate...?

Back in Kyoto, Shirley Yang contacted a hospital for Ah Xiang and arranged for her to have surgery.

Shirley Yang also suggested that Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang develop their careers in the United States.

However, both of them refused.

Wang Pangzi's statement, "I can't live without Beijing's hot pot," left Shirley Yang speechless.

As for Wu Yutian, he was forcibly dragged back to the United States by Shirley Yang, and the two got married and had children.

The system also mentioned that he and Shirley Yang had a past relationship that he hadn't yet learned about.

He only needed to wait quietly for the main storyline of "The Grave Robbers' Chronicles" to begin 22 years later.

As for the bloodline issue, Wu Yutian also looked into some treatments.

There was indeed once a mysterious people with a special bloodline.

However, very little information could be found, and the system also said that all information should be found in the plot of "The Grave Robbers' Chronicles".

This will be a long-term task for Wu Yutian within the system.

Since giving birth, Shirley Yang has devoted all her energy to her child. Meanwhile, Wu Yutian spends his free time hanging out with Lao Hu and the others.

The three of them formed an adventure team.

They were famous in the martial arts world, but no one ever knew their names.

Time passes day by day.

Hu Bayi and his companions were already over fifty years old and could no longer keep up with Wu Yutian's antics.

Only Wu Yutian, no matter how old he is, always maintains a youthful face.

The key point is that not only is he young-looking, but his physical fitness and skills are also getting better and better.

Whenever the night is quiet, Wu Yutian would look at the moon outside the window and often think of Zhang Qiling.

He recalled the days they fought side by side in Kunlun. After their parting in Kunlun, Wu Yutian never saw Zhang Qiling again.

He became very lonely.

Shirley Yang can give him a family, love, and kinship; Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang can give him friendship.

But they could never give him that feeling of being evenly matched and having a deep understanding with each other. On New Year's Eve of the second millennium, Wu Yutian returned to China and breathed the same air as Zhang Qiling. He looked at the moon outside the window and sighed deeply.

It's almost over, very soon. These mundane days will soon be over.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling, who was in an ancient tomb searching for his memories, looked up at the moon. In the moonlight, he seemed to see the shadow of Wu Yutian.

2003 October.

Wu Xie and his good friend Hai Shao returned from abroad, bringing back an artifact. It was this artifact that ultimately led to their deaths.

They were relentlessly pursued and intercepted by a group of international tomb raiders.

They chased them all the way to the vast grasslands.

"Wu Xie, who exactly are these people? We don't think we've ever offended them." Wu Xie glanced at the bull-headed man sitting next to him while driving. "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. I think those people are chasing us because of him." "Huh?" Hai Shao was startled. "Wu Xie, what should we do now?" Wu Xie frowned. "Let's just wait and see."

As he spoke, Wu Xie twisted the steering wheel forcefully. The car had barely turned a corner when the right rear door slammed open with a loud bang. Hai Shao was stunned, completely frozen in shock. "Wu Xie, listen, aren't they carrying guns?" Wu Xie frowned.

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Things were actually more serious than he had imagined.

The bull head in front of them must be a priceless artifact; otherwise, those people wouldn't have been so ruthless as to dare fire at them in broad daylight. The more they acted this way, the less they could be allowed to succeed. "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you won't die," Wu Xie said firmly, his gaze unwavering. As he spoke, he slammed on the gas pedal. The car then began to speed away at breakneck speed.

"Bang bang bang"

At the same time, the bullets behind the car began to come in increasingly dense bursts. The sound was terrifying.

Just then, there was a loud crash, and the rear window of the car was shattered by a bullet from behind. Next came the tires.

Wu Xie felt his steering wheel suddenly go out of control. Having grown up pampered, Hai Shao had never experienced anything like this before. He was almost scared to death by what he saw.

She kept screaming "Ahhh!"

To their right lay a sheer cliff. Given their current condition, they were certain to fall. Wu Xie was annoyed by his shouting.

"Can you shut up? I told you, as long as I'm here, you'll be fine." Wu Xie said, frantically slamming on the brakes. Finally, he brought the car to a stop.

The car was less than five centimeters from the edge of the cliff. Fortunately, it stopped just in time at the last second, otherwise these two promising young men would have lost their lives.

Not to mention Hai Shao, even Wu Xie was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he was panting heavily.

Fortunately, Wu Xie, as a descendant of the Wu family, had a strong mentality and quickly recovered.

He picked up the bull's head, patted Hai Shao on the shoulder, and left.

The moment Wu Xie got out of the car, the jeep behind them instantly surrounded them.

Chapter 171: Aning's Assassination

Hai Shao was startled and hid behind Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was also very nervous.

He gripped his schoolbag tightly with both hands, looking as if he were ready to die.

Before long, the group responsible for surrounding Wu Xie and his companions cleared a path.

A very beautiful woman with a somewhat heroic air stepped out of the jeep. She walked briskly towards Wu Xie.

Stop, and watch as Wu Xie slowly parted his thin lips.

"That thing doesn't belong to you. Give it to me, and I can let you leave."

Wu Xie immediately hugged the backpack in his hands even tighter.

“This thing doesn’t belong to me, but it doesn’t belong to you either, does it? It belongs to this country.”

Upon hearing Wu Xie's words, the burly man behind the woman glared angrily and even stepped forward to try and snatch the item.