Liver penetrates martial arts, instantly becoming a saint.

Chapter 337 Completely Subdued, Learning the Truth, Shijie Loses Face, Madam Rewards Him

Wen Caishang's eyes sparkled. She knew Li Xian possessed extraordinary strength; his double pupils and perfect features both enhanced his power. Coupled with his solid foundation in martial arts and his spine as resilient as a divine mountain, he was undoubtedly invincible here, capable of defeating a hundred or even a thousand men. Yet, upon first witnessing Li Xian's combination of spear and sword, the exquisite skill of his spear technique was beyond her expectations, and his swordsmanship, with its own unique style and unfathomable depth, was something she had never heard of before. Those self-proclaimed righteous elders and disciples, who were no match for her in a single exchange, were instantly reduced to dusty chickens and scattered dogs, running and screaming in agony. Even their masculinity, ambition, and noble demeanor were shattered. Such power and might were unparalleled in the world! Thinking of her young man, who had defeated her enemies for her, the joy she felt was indescribable.

Wen Caishang glanced at the women of the Sword Sect and saw that their gazes were filled with surprise and admiration, revealing shock, respect, and reverence. She thought to herself, "It's only been a short time since we parted, and his abilities have become even more formidable. Even I couldn't have predicted it. I consider myself to have decent talent, but I'm no match for him. He still lacks experience, opportunities, maturity, and time. Given time, surpassing me will probably be no problem."

"Young man is more capable than me, and he protects and loves me... I am naturally delighted. I'm just afraid he won't listen to me, and then I won't be able to do anything about him. I know his personality all too well; isn't he always attracting attention?"

They are constantly preoccupied with gains and losses.

Later, the enemy cried out in agony, all of them no longer able to fight. Wang Zongheng hung upside down from a tree branch, Hu Yueyue lay on a pile of rocks, Xiao Wanjian fell into the lake, Duan Yixin was stuck in a mud pit, and Hou Yuande was shot and stabbed multiple times, his blood flowing freely. He needed to sit still to stop the bleeding in order to survive.

The surrounding disciples were scattered and disorganized, their cries of agony echoing as they threw down their swords in defeat. They dared not utter another sound; the mere sight of him filled them with fear, dread with dread, and they viewed him as a ghost, a shadow already etched upon their hearts. The women of the sword sect, still reeling from the shock, exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether to rejoice or grieve. A few shouts of "Bravo!" escaped from the crowd, but the moment they were uttered, they realized their mistake, blushed, covered their mouths, and pretended nothing had happened…

Li Xianchao took a step forward, and the disciples who had barely gotten to their feet scrambled to their feet, none daring to block his way. He pondered, "This is quite strange. I had long heard that the Five Mountains Sword Sects would be forming an alliance here, and I thought it would be a great event in the martial world, and to be fortunate enough to witness it would be a wonderful experience. But who knew that by some twist of fate, I would end up beating up all the elders and disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance? Oh well, my anger has been vented, and the problem needs to be solved."

Li Xianchao addressed the crowd, saying, "I will keep my promise and only injure, not kill. But if they continue to harass me and my wife, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword and ruthless with my spear."

Everyone fell silent. Xiao Wanjian was domineering and extremely stubborn, always meddling in anything that displeased him. However, Li Xianzhi's power was deeply ingrained in his heart, having genuinely defeated him, bent his sword, and shattered his courage. At this moment, he could only swallow his anger.

Li Xian said, "Now that the female disciple of the Sword Alliance has returned unharmed, the reason is not as simple as it seems. I, Li Xian, am not one to seek repayment for favors. It is not a big deal that you do not remember my kindness."

"But let me give you a word of advice: instead of seeking revenge on me and my wife, you should ask the women of your sect who started this whole thing. If you still want to seek revenge on my wife after you've got the facts straight, that's fine too; I will protect her myself."

Li Xianxing returned to the pavilion in the middle of the lake and whispered in her ear, "Madam, I've already sent them away. Shall we leave?"

Wen Caishang nodded gently, her heart filled with tenderness, thinking, "My Li Lang's protectiveness towards me is truly sincere. It's not in vain that I...I...also love and miss him so much." She raised her hand to signal Li Xian to help her up.

The two walked side by side. Wen Caishang moved lightly out of the pavilion in the middle of the lake and said to the crowd, "I am in a good mood today. You all scolded me, bullied me, and insulted me, but I have already avenged you. If you are not satisfied, you can come and find me after we leave the tomb. I will treat you to good wine and we can discuss a solution that is good for both of us."

"But my husband and I have other important matters to attend to. If anyone dares to bother us again, my husband will only injure them, not kill them, but I will do the exact opposite."

She flicked her sleeve. The White Serpent Soft Sword emerged, soft, resilient, sharp, and cold... but it could not be lengthened. Wen Caishang's "Mustard Void Demon Robe" could store objects in the void and distort their properties, causing the soft sword to extend rapidly. With this flick of her sleeve, the soft sword sculpted a fallen leaf, leaving only its skeletal frame.

She said softly, "Such is the fate of Ye."

"Li Lang... come with me." She pulled Li Xian along and walked away.

The Five Mountains Sword Alliance watched them go, only gradually coming to their senses after they disappeared from sight. One disciple picked up the leaf bone, and was so shocked that his hair stood on end. How could it still retain the sword's essence? It pierced his fingers, leaving numerous sword marks that sizzled blood.

The women of the sword sect rushed to help him up, while the elders and male disciples all cried out in pain, "Ouch!" "It hurts!" "I feel like I'm falling apart!" The leading elder clenched his teeth and refused to utter a sound, as he was helped to the grass to rest.

The Sword Alliance was scattered and broken, rarely able to reunite. After a short rest, they gradually regained their composure, and the sounds of discussion could be heard:

"Inhuman! Inhuman! I... I have never seen such a formidable person before!"

"This man is incredibly strong. There are four or five of us who have practiced the Wild Bull Sword Technique, and we consider ourselves to be quite strong. We joined forces to fight, but he easily swept his hand away, and we were instantly defeated."

"More than that... This man has the energy of a dragon, and he becomes more and more ferocious as the fight goes on. I see that although he is tall, he is not particularly strong. How can he possess such monstrous strength?"

"We are no match for him. No matter how many of us there are, it's all in vain. This man is too fierce."

"If it weren't for the mysterious influence of the bell, I wonder if I could defeat him even if I used my exquisite swordsmanship."

The female disciples bandaged up the wounds of the others, and overheard the commotion. One of them said, "If it weren't for the bell, I doubt you could defeat him even if you fought him one-on-one."

Upon seeing that the speaker was a fellow disciple from the same sect, Wang Dezhong of the Jiushan Sword Sect asked, "Oh? Does that mean you know him very well? How do you know that? His spear and sword skills are extremely refined, and his strength is also extraordinary. But when it comes to the evolution of martial arts and the style of sword techniques... we may be able to make up for our disadvantages."

The women chattered, "We not only know him, but the one who saved us is that young man from earlier. We originally wanted to introduce him, but who knew... how did it turn out like this?"

Disciple Hua Wu asked, "This is extremely strange. This boy is a notorious womanizer. Why would he save you? Could it be that he's crying 'stop thief!' and putting on a show? Senior sisters, you mustn't be fooled. This womanizer looks very handsome with his slicked-back hair and powdered face. When he speaks sweet words, even the Venerable King and Madam Wen are extremely pleased. He's obviously not honest at all."

Zhao Chunxia said in a deep voice, "My fellow disciples and senior sisters are easily deceived. Do you think we elders from various sects can't tell the difference? The Flower Cage Sect is not good at one-on-one combat. If they encounter an enemy, they will form a formation to attack together. Just now, he fought against many people by himself. Such spirit and strength... how could Flower Thief have that? If he is Flower Thief, then aren't you even worse than Flower Thief?" She was bandaging Wang Zongheng of the Yueshan Sword Sect. She had heard her fellow disciples were defeated and dared not speak. Now that Li Xian had left, she was able to indulge in her words and kept arguing.

Mu Hongchou said, "He...he...I don't know his background, but this kind of person...I think...I think he is definitely not a flower thief." She looked in the direction Li Xian left, her eyes slightly infatuated.

Tang Menglu asked curiously, "Where did you get this news? And why are you all calling him 'Flower Thief'?" Wang Dezhong replied, "Elder Tang, after you disappeared, we suspected the Flower Cage Sect was behind it, so we joined forces with Flying Dragon City to crack down on the Flower Cage Sect thieves. Several thieves were captured, and they all identified the person who captured you as 'Flower Without Mistake'."

"Later, a notice was posted that Brother Zhou Shijie saw Hua Wucuo's appearance, recognized the red mole between his eyebrows, and told him that his original name was Li Xian, a native of Qiongtianfu, a local evil military officer who oppressed the people, committed all kinds of evil deeds, and was despised by people."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at Zhou Shijie. Zhou Shijie was taken aback and felt like he was caught in the middle, so he forced himself to bow.

Upon hearing the name "Zhou Shijie," the women became extremely angry, unleashing a torrent of curses. Zhao Chunxia raised her hand to silence them, saying, "Young Brother Zhou is not a disciple of our Sword Sect, yet he has risked his life alongside us, which is truly admirable. But is what this disciple just said true?"

Zhou Shijie said, "That is certainly true."

Lin Aoshan said, "I don't think so." Zhou Shijie recognized Lin Aoshan and frowned, asking, "It's you?"

Lin Aoshan said, "In my opinion, Zhou Shijie, you're exaggerating because you're jealous. This young Li is a really good person, not some wicked lieutenant. Judging from your behavior just now, you seem to really like that lady, don't you?"

Zhou Shijie stammered, "You...you're talking nonsense! How...how could that be?" The disciples, seeing this, all knew the truth. Wang Dezhong, Hua Wu, and others who had first met Zhou Shijie and formed a close friendship with him thought to themselves, "As the saying goes, time reveals all. When I first met this Brother Zhou, he was indeed elegant and dignified, possessing an aura of good fortune that commanded respect. But after getting to know him better, I realized his martial arts were somewhat lacking, and his luck was shallow. Although he was still considered one of the best among his peers, his abilities were inevitably somewhat insufficient. Moreover, when he gathered for meals, he would often try to highlight his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. In daily interactions, I couldn't help but feel that he was petty and narrow-minded."

"Looking at him now... this Brother Zhou is really... really..." Considering their past friendship, it was inconvenient to say too much.

Lin Aoshan was furious with Zhou Shijie and said, "Look at you, you're not bad looking, but your character is terrible. You like that lady, fine, but you don't dare to say a word, you're so timid and cowardly. Besides, when the lady was in trouble, you told her to cripple her martial arts. But Li Xian took the blame for her. No wonder she wouldn't even glance at you."

Zhou Shijie, his true feelings exposed, flew into a rage and immediately prepared to attack. Lin Aoshan, Luo Feiyan, and Mu Hongchou, the sisters, all glared at him. Zhou Shijie sheepishly withdrew his attack, grumbling, "Unfounded speculation, I won't argue with you. Hmph, don't forget who injured your Five Mountains Sword Alliance. We suffered the pain, but our hearts are pure. You can stand by and watch, but now you're spouting sarcastic remarks."

Several disciples, their emotions stirred, felt extremely dissatisfied. Mu Hongchou said, "Hmph, being injured is better than dying. Tell me, who among you can withstand a single spear thrust?"

The resentment vanished instantly, followed by a moment of silence.

Wang Zongheng of the Yueshan Sword Sect said in a deep voice, "Elders, upon careful consideration, this alliance matter indeed contains many strange elements. At present, we are injured and need to recuperate here. Let's take this opportunity to gather all the clues and clarify the matter."

Duan Yixin, Hou Yuande, Hu Yueyue, and Xiao Wanjian all agreed. Wang Zongheng said in a deep voice, "Piaoxue, I've heard you say before that the culprit is He Wentian. It wasn't that we didn't believe you then, but... we suspected He Wentian once, and then he risked his life to save us. Since we encountered him a second time, we wanted to be cautious and avoid further misunderstandings, which is why we've been slow to act. If He Wentian is truly a thief, Flying Dragon City is right here; how could he possibly escape?"

Yang Piaoxue said, "We understand Elder Wang's good intentions. But in this matter... there is no doubt that He Wentian is the thief! The Jieyou Tower is full of traps, and we were caught completely off guard. We were poisoned in our food and then transported to this Nine Aperture Dragon Heart Cave to be imprisoned. Tell me, if it wasn't He Wentian, who could have done this so easily?"

Xiao Wanjian said, "The Flower Cage Sect is full of treacherous schemes; they are not incapable of doing this." Wang Zongheng said, "This matter requires caution. We are not defending them, but we must anticipate any suspicious points."

Hu Yueyue said, "Please explain the details clearly. In this way, there will be no wrong judgment."

Zhao Chunxia said, "Alright, I'll speak first. The elders are wise and discerning, and they can judge for themselves." She then recounted how she led her disciples to the meeting, how she killed the flower thief, how she was captured in the Heavenly Prison, how she was tricked, how she almost lost her disciples, and how she was imprisoned in the secluded valley.

The elders fell silent upon hearing this, finding it difficult to utter any further words of defense for He Wentian. Elders Yang Piaoxue, Tang Mengluo, Peng Sanluo, He Lijun, and others then recounted how they were poisoned that day, how they were transported to the canyon, and how they were imprisoned and had their blood extracted.

The disciples belatedly realized the danger they were in. Duan Yixin asked, "Inside, you are imprisoned by black iron bars and bound by pipa-shaped chain piercing your bodies; outside, you are guarded by martial artists of the third realm. Given this situation... how do you plan to escape?"

Tang Mengluo said, "This section... brings us back to that Immortal Li. He infiltrated the Earthly Realm, seized the opportunity, and used the power of the Second Realm to fight against the Third Realm. A dangerous battle ensued, saving us."

Xiao Wanjian said solemnly, "Defying the Three Realms? You should recount the events of that time in detail, without missing any details."

Tang Mengluo, Yang Piaoxue, Peng Sanluo... the women corroborated each other's accounts, recounting how Li Xian shot the enemy, how he maneuvered, how he resolved the situation, and how he killed Zheng Dechun... in detail.

There was no resounding bell at that time, indicating the danger lurking within; this was obvious. Upon hearing this, the disciples were all astonished. The female disciples embellished the story, recounting the perilous and unpredictable events. It was as if they were reliving the past, filled with excitement and exhilaration.

Zhao Chunxia sat quietly, listening silently, her thoughts drifting: "So he already had a woman he liked, that lady. This man is a smooth talker, he just kept stirring my heartstrings. Then he left, leaving me with nothing but worries."

Wang Zongheng said, "This young man is indeed extraordinary; no wonder that lady is so fond of him." Hu Yueyue sighed, "According to what you said, he still had some strength left when facing Zheng Dechun."

Tang Mengluo said, "Oh? How did Elder Hu know?" Hu Yueyue said, "At that time, he only used a spear, not a sword. Isn't that obvious? His swordsmanship far surpasses his spearmanship, even... even surpasses ours."

Xiao Wanjian sighed, "This child is an absolute prodigy, an absolute prodigy. How can he, at such a young age, have mastered swordsmanship to such a profound level? Truly... astonishingly talented."

Hua Wu breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "Then he must have used his full strength when he attacked with both spear and sword just now."

Zhao Chunxia said, "I'm afraid that's not necessarily true." Everyone turned to look at her. Zhao Chunxia said, "This young man seems humble, but he is actually very arrogant. Don't forget, everyone, his archery skills are also superb. The terrain of the Prisoner's Gorge is unique, with endless wind and snow more than thirty feet above the ground. It's freezing cold, and he hung upside down there to shoot arrows and maneuver, forcing the martial artists of the third realm to a sorry state."

"If he were to hide far away and shoot us with a hidden arrow, even though we outnumber him, could we possibly survive under the unseen influence of the bell's tolling? Given his archery skills, this situation would be most advantageous to him; piercing three, four, five arrows with one shot… would be extremely easy. Although we outnumber him, we are not an army; how many arrows from him would suffice?"

These words awakened everyone, who belatedly realized the truth and were filled with fear and shock. Hu Yueyue frowned and asked, "Then why didn't he..." Zhao Chunxia said, "I suppose... he's ultimately soft-hearted. If he really resorted to violence, things would be difficult to reconcile. He knew there was room for maneuver, so he did it this way."

"He told us not to interfere, precisely to avoid a bloodbath. If we hadn't, that Lady Broken Sword would have been ruthless and would have forced him to commit murder. That lady also... likes him quite a bit. In the end, she didn't put him in a difficult position and chose to comply with his wishes."

Zhao Chunxia said softly, "But if we continue to make trouble and really hurt his wife, he...he...will definitely not show any mercy."

Xiao Wanjian retorted indignantly, "Adulterers and adulteresses, obsessed with women, no matter how talented they are, it will all be in vain later."

Wang Zongheng said, "It seems there's something fishy about this. Fellow junior sisters, please don't blame us for our negligence. He Wentian risked his life to save us. If it weren't for him, we would all have been trapped and killed in the tomb. But now that everything is clear, it's clear that He Wentian is a man of deep cunning and scheming!"

Zhao Chunxia said, "In truth, we can't blame you senior brothers. He Wentian is extremely skilled at disguise. Not only were you deceived, but I was too. Until the very end, I just couldn't believe he was doing evil."

Lin Aoshan said, "This person is cunning and treacherous, and his poisonous schemes are one of them. He has many more plans to follow, and he even wants to rise up and dominate!" She then explained the corpse soldiers and He Wentian's subsequent schemes in detail.

This conversation lasted a full day. Finally, everything was explained clearly, the enemy and friend were identified, and the key issues were understood.

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On the other hand...

Li Xian and Wen Caishang shook off the crowd, undisturbed by anyone. The main hall stood quietly, its bells ringing out repeatedly, barely audible to the naked ear, yet still affecting the senses. The Bijingyuan Forest covered a vast area, its scenery unchanged for centuries. Though it boasted vibrant flowers, swaying willows, and lush green grass, a sense of lifelessness pervaded the area as one strolled through it.

Having escaped danger, the two engaged in close conversation, finding their chatter engaging and not at all dull. Wen Caishang, dressed in white, with her thick, cascading hair, swayed gently with her steps, exuding an air of elegance and grace.

Once they were out of the lake, Wen Caishang pointed the way, and they walked together. After a short distance, they saw a vermilion wall with an arched doorway. Looking inside, a pale yellow stone blocked their view, but the space was spacious, and they easily walked around it.

Wen Caishang knew that Li Xian was studious, and she herself was extremely knowledgeable, versed in various fields, and able to integrate them all. Traveling with Li Xian, she was very happy to teach him all sorts of miscellaneous knowledge and skills. She said, "This is an eye-blocking stone, a very common type of courtyard landscaping. If it weren't for this huge stone blocking the view after crossing that gate, the entire landscape of the courtyard could be seen at a glance. At first glance, the landscape is extremely beautiful, but it quickly becomes boring."

Li Xian said, "I do know that. I've seen similar courtyards when I was traveling around before."

Wen Caishang said, "I think you just don't know. You're pretending to know what you don't." She gently nudged him with her slender fingers, giving him a captivating glance, and continued, "Martial arts are the same. If one suddenly acquires all the powerful martial arts techniques, it may seem like a good thing at first glance, but in reality, hidden dangers lurk beneath the surface. Even in martial arts families and powerful clans with abundant resources, don't you see that every descendant possesses profound martial arts skills? They all need to work hard to gain experience, cultivate their family's influence, and accumulate contributions before they can truly obtain profound martial arts skills."

Li Xian said, "I see." But in his heart he thought, "There are indeed such rules among aristocratic families, but the lady's purpose in hiding her talents from me may not be the same."

She complained, "You complained before that I didn't teach you swordsmanship. Instead, you went and stole other people's swordsmanship." She was quite resentful about this matter.

Li Xian wiped his sweat slightly and said, "Madam, please don't be angry. I'll apologize to you."

Wen Caishang said, "Alright, we'll talk about this another day. I have something for you." Pointing to the huge rock blocking the view, she said, "With this rock blocking the view, visitors to the garden will have to walk around it, taking their time to appreciate the scenery and slowly experience its beauty."

Wen Caishang said, "The fact that the tomb owner set up this scene indicates that after the tomb was built, he lived here for a long time and would often visit and enjoy the scenery."

Having overcome numerous obstacles along the way, Li Xian couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are we staying for a while longer?"

Wen Caishang said, "This tomb belongs to Dugu Boyuan, the last ruler of the small kingdom of You during the Nanyang period. There are very few historical records about him. However, I happened to browse through the 'Southern Secret Canon' and learned more than most people do."

Li Xian seized the opportunity to flatter, "Madam is mighty! Whoever receives Madam's assistance will be learned in all things, and there will be no more secret fortunes in the world." Wen Caishang laughed and scolded, "If you keep flattering me, I won't say anything more."

He continued, "When Dugu Boyuan was three years old, his kingdom was destroyed and its territory was annexed by another small country. Although it is recorded in history as a 'small country,' its territory was actually the size of a prefecture. It was not small at all, so Dugu Boyuan wanted to restore his kingdom. However, he failed to restore his kingdom, but instead made a name for himself in the martial arts world."

"While martial artists possess great skill, they only strengthen themselves and extend their lifespan. They are of no benefit to the court or the people. Although Dugu Boyuan was quite capable, his talent was ultimately limited, and he failed to restore the country. Furthermore, due to his obsessive thoughts, he could have lived a carefree and happy life, but instead, he went astray in his cultivation, which greatly shortened his lifespan."

"Knowing he could not become emperor in his lifetime, he plotted to become emperor after his death, using his life savings here. Before his death, he searched far and wide for the 'Nine Apertures Dragon Heart Cave' to build his tomb. This man was extremely resourceful. He must have found the burial site and then built a martial arts manor on the ground, recruiting a large number of craftsmen to secretly build this tomb."

"There is a place here where tens of thousands of corpse soldiers are kept. They were all made using special medicinal baths and refining methods. They are capable of moving and fighting on the battlefield. I suppose he thought that as an emperor, how could he not have an army under his command? So he secretly made arrangements. If I'm not mistaken, these tens of thousands of corpse soldiers were all people he sought out from his former subjects, either by deception or capture. This tomb took decades to build, and the corpse soldiers slowly accumulated, gradually forming its grandeur."

Li Xian suddenly understood and said, "But he never expected that his corpse soldiers would be coveted by later generations."

Wen Caishang laughed and said, "Although you are clever, you are wrong about this point. He actually hoped that the corpse soldiers would be used by future generations. To control the corpse soldiers, one needs the tiger tally of his old country. Holding his tiger tally means becoming a general. If they really make a name for themselves, in his eyes, they will be expanding his territory. Therefore, the tiger tally was placed at the location where the corpse soldiers were stored, and it was taken away by He Wentian long ago."

"He Wentian's use of Yin blood to nourish corpses and strengthen his corpse soldiers was tacitly approved by Dugu Boyuan. If he hadn't intended this, and the corpse storage site had been hidden even deeper, how could He Wentian have discovered it?"

Li Xian said with understanding, "I see." Wen Caishang continued, "But whether it's Dugu Boyuan or He Wentian... their knowledge is somewhat limited. These mere corpse soldiers are already inanimate objects. Although they don't feel pain or fear, they are still stronger than ordinary armies. If they encounter truly powerful armies, such as the Azure Dragon Army or the Crimson God Army of the Great Wu Dynasty... their annihilation would be instantaneous. A thousand or so people could defeat these tens of thousands of corpse soldiers. To rely on corpse soldiers to achieve anything is nothing short of wishful thinking."

Li Xian asked, "Madam, do you know anything about the bell's sound?"

Wen Caishang remained silent for a long time before vaguely guessing, "It is said that Dugu Boyuan practiced a unique skill called 'Only My Heart Skill,' which can dissolve the martial arts of others by vibrating the sound of one's heart. Presumably, Dugu Boyuan practiced this skill before his death, and the vibration of his heart sound had a mysterious influence on the Nine Apertures Dragon Heart Acupoint. Because it was extremely compatible with this place, the martial arts evolution has been preserved and has become more and more intense over thousands of years, far exceeding what Dugu Boyuan was like in his lifetime."

"When I opened my heart chamber again, it caused the earth's core to throb. It was as if the Nine Aperture Dragon Heart Acupoint was using the 'Only My Heart Skill,' just like the natural terrain was using 'martial arts,' with even greater power. And since we were inside the heart chamber, it was naturally even more difficult for us to resist."

Wen Caishang moved swiftly through the tomb, her skirt swaying in the breeze, a fragrant scent wafting around her. Returning to the main hall, its structure was complex, but having already overcome all the traps and dangers, the peril had lessened.

Wen Caishang led Li Xian to the "bedroom" and took the "Golden Dragon Stone Pillow" and the "Nine Dragons Covering the Body Blanket," two of the most precious and ingenious bed items.

Then he went to the study and retrieved items such as "fine brush" and "black silk paper." If others did not recognize their value, they would not know how precious these items were, even if they passed by. He went to several places in this way, and each time he found a collection, a rare treasure, or a tool.

Finally arriving at a dark room, she stood outside the door and said, "Li Lang, I know your intentions. The greatest opportunity in this tomb lies here. From now on, just listen to me, and you will be rewarded with great opportunities and treasures."

(End of this chapter)