The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

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Chen Yulou downed the small half-bowl of wine in his bowl with gusto, then said to Fang Yun and Partridge Whistle: 1

"The tomb raiding sect has died out; only the three schools of tomb raiding, mountain moving, and ridge unloading remain in the world."

"It is truly fate that allows the three factions of us to gather in one place."

Fang Yun and Partridge Whistle nodded in agreement. 9

Let alone a major sect like theirs, even ordinary tomb raiders rarely gather in three groups. When fellow tomb raiders meet, it's usually a fight to the death.

Before Fang Yun and Partridge Whistle could speak, Chen Yulou continued by asking: 1

"What are your plans, brothers? If you have nowhere else to go, perhaps you should stay here."

"Being born in a chaotic world is both a bad thing and a good thing; it is precisely the time for heroes to make their mark."

"As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances, and heroes are made by the times. Why don't you two brothers stay and work with me to accomplish something great? You might just earn a high-ranking position and make a name for yourselves in history!"

"If the three of us join forces, we will surely be able to carve out a future in this chaotic world and restore peace and order to the people!"

After listening, Fang Yun raised an eyebrow.

Chen Yulou is quite persistent. He tried to probe his and Partridge Whistle's intentions several times along the way, but was rejected each time. Yet he still hasn't given up.

He and Partridge Whistle received gold and purple robes, so Chen Yulou himself naturally received a yellow robe.

As expected of the leader of the Unloading Ridge faction, his words were full of metaphors.

However, it is indeed a pity that Chen Yulou engaged in tomb raiding. With his family background and way of dealing with people, he was indeed a suitable person to rise up in rebellion.

Fang Yun remained silent, while Partridge Whistle smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Yulou, saying:

"Thank you for your kind offer, Brother Chen."

"However, I am different from Brother Chen. Brother Chen is a man of great talent with a vision for the world in his heart."

"My only wish in this life is to find the Muchen Pearl and save my people. After my mission is accomplished, I will leave the martial world and have no regrets!"

Partridge Whistle smiled and spoke with heartfelt sincerity.

For a moment, Chen Yulou didn't know how to persuade him anymore. After sighing in his heart that he was a true hero, he nodded to Partridge Whistle.

"Then I will respect my brother's wishes and hope you can find the Muchen Pearl soon."

"When that time comes, don't forget me. I'll be waiting for you in Chenjiazhuang for drinks... no, tea!"

Partridge Whistle nodded, smiling as he raised his wine cup to Chen Yulou.

After clinking glasses with Partridge Whistle, Chen Yulou looked at Fang Yun again.

Seeing this, Fang Yun grinned and said, "Brother Chen, there's no need to persuade me. I'm not cut out to lead troops into battle."

As she spoke, Fang Yun pointed to Hua, who was flushed from drinking and eating meat in a daze beside her.

“I already have someone on my mind. Next, I need to find the Muchen Pearl for her to break the thousand-year curse.”

After Fang Yun finished speaking, Partridge Whistle, who hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, paused for a moment, then looked at Hua, who was in a daze, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Why.."

Chen Yulou sighed heavily, then his face showed admiration.

"Two...true heroes indeed..."

"I, Chen Yulou, consider myself second to none, and today I truly have no desire to compete with the two of you."

"My two brothers, I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

(Requesting flowers, monthly tickets, and review votes. Got it, going to sleep! This is to make up for yesterday's post!)

Chapter Thirty-Two: Infusing the Inner Elixir into the Soup!

Noon the next day.

Fang Yun got out of bed and let out a heavy sigh.

After a couple of days of rest, his energy and spirit were fully restored, and the injury to his hand was almost healed. It would take another day or two for him to fully recover.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, they found that Hua and her two senior brothers were already awake, gathered around the stone table, pointing at the wooden box placed on it.

"you're awake!"

Upon seeing Fang Yun emerge from the house, Hua smiled and went straight to greet him.

"Ah."

Pulling the flower along, Fang Yun sat down at the table and pointed to the wooden box on the table, asking:

"what is this?"

Click...

The old foreigner opened the wooden box and pushed it in front of Fang Yun, saying...

"The herbs were picked by Hua to treat your injury, but judging from your complexion today, you probably won't need them."

"The remaining items were gifts from the Xieling people; they were all the most treasured possessions of that Yuan Dynasty general."

Fang Yun looked at it and realized it was true.

The medicinal herbs were all for strengthening the body, detoxifying and nourishing the blood, and the quality and appearance of the funerary objects were all excellent. He even saw the jade-inlaid purple-gold belt and black jade thumb ring of a Yuan Dynasty general.

However... he doesn't have much system space left.

These funerary objects can be stuffed in, but these medicinal herbs... there's really no room for them.

"Have you eaten?"

Suddenly, Fang Yun's eyes lit up, and he asked the three people in front of him a question.

Partridge Whistle and his two companions were taken aback, then shook their heads.

"Are you hungry?" Hua asked directly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun grinned and pinched the painted face.

"Didn't I take an inner core from that six-winged centipede? Today, I'll use it as medicine, make it into a medicinal soup, and we'll all eat it together."

"An inner core?!"

Upon hearing Fang Yun's words, Partridge Whistle immediately stood up, looking at Fang Yun with a shocked expression.

Those who cultivate the Tao, who hasn't heard the legend of the inner and outer elixir!

External alchemy refers to precious external elixirs made using materials from nature; ordinary medicinal pills are all considered to fall under the category of external alchemy.

But internal alchemy is different; anyone in the world can practice internal alchemy.

It refers to taking control of the body, exploring the hidden potential within, condensing essence, energy, spirit, and blood into a life-bound blood elixir, and using the body's primordial energy to stimulate essence, energy, and spirit through continuous cultivation.

Nowadays, there are no longer any martial arts masters or Taoist masters in the martial arts world who can condense blood pills within their bodies.

Most of the surviving legends about inner alchemy are about the inner alchemy of spirits and monsters.

According to the records of his ancestors who moved mountains, only great demons who had broken through five hundred years of cultivation could refine inner elixir.

If a cultivator is fortunate enough to consume the inner core of a great demon, their Taoist skills will surely be elevated to a new level.

He had been wandering the martial world for over a decade, encountering and killing many spirits and monsters, but he had never even seen an inner core before, considering it something only found in legends.

When he saw the six-winged centipede, he also thought that the six-winged centipede had swallowed the pills in the underground palace and cultivated for hundreds of years, and might have a chance to refine an inner core.

But once the six-winged centipede died, he and Chen Yulou were busy searching for the entrance to the main hall of the Yuan Dynasty general's tomb, and for a moment they forgot about the matter of the inner elixir.

And now, Fang Yun actually said that the six-winged centipede had really refined an inner core, and he had successfully obtained it!

Seeing the burning desire in Partridge Whistle's eyes, Fang Yun nodded and smiled:

"That's right, it's the kind of inner core you're thinking of."

"I also know a little about pharmacology. I plan to use the inner core of the six-winged centipede as the main ingredient, supplemented with other medicines, to cook a pot of precious soup for us to share."

"Old foreigner, please find Chen Yulou for me. Tell him I have some good stuff to share with him."

"Ah, why me? I don't like the people from the Unloading Ridge faction."

The old foreigner muttered something and continued to ask, "The inner core is such a good thing, the four of us can eat it ourselves, why share it with others?"

"Old foreigner!"

At this moment, Partridge Whistle straightened his expression, patted the old foreigner on the shoulder, and said:

“Brother Fang is right. Go and invite Brother Chen here.”

“Brother Chen is a righteous man. Over the years, he has helped us find many clues about miraculous medicines. We must remember this in our hearts. Moreover, we may need Brother Chen’s help again in the future.”

After listening to Partridge Whistle's explanation, the old foreigner nodded.

"Okay, I'll go... Sigh, I'm such a poor old foreigner, now I'm reduced to running errands!"

"Haha, go on then."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yunhua, Partridge Whistle, and the other two all laughed.

.........

Two hours.