I, a cultivator, have ended up in the world of tomb raiding.

"My name is Chen Yulou. I was passing through this place with a friend when we found it eerily dangerous, so we came down to investigate. May I ask who you are, brother, and why you are here?"

Before knowing the other party's background and character, Chen Yulou's probing was very conservative.

Li Yue sat upright on the coffin lid, his gaze fixed on him, and finally spoke slowly, as if to confirm:

"Chen Yulou, the leader of the Unloading Ridge faction?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yulou and the others were slightly taken aback.

Chen Yulou thought to himself that this person actually recognized his name, so he must be a fellow outlaw.

Since we are fellow practitioners, we should follow the rules of the trade to discuss our entry points and backgrounds.

However, the tomb was filled with sewage and a putrid stench that made people dizzy and disoriented, making it an inappropriate place to report from the mountain.

He remained composed, offering a slight bow and saying humbly, "It's all the kindness of my brothers in the greenwood. Since you've heard of my name, you must be one of us, right?"

Then, changing the subject abruptly, he asked, "Was all this mess of corpses and zombies your doing, brother?"

Li Yue said, "Yes."

Seeing that the two were talking smoothly and didn't seem to be about to fight, Luo Laowai, who was standing to the side, started thinking about the funerary objects in the tomb.

He picked up his gun and approached a nearby coffin, then peered inside.

Besides the pool of foul-smelling coffin liquid, there were also quite a few gold and silver artifacts lying there, which immediately filled me with joy.

"Damn, this is like winning the lottery for nothing. I never expected such a surprise."

As he reached out to grab it, a cold voice suddenly said, "If you want your arm back, don't touch what's inside."

Old Luo paused, looking at the person who had spoken with a puzzled expression: "What's the explanation?"

Chen Yulou's expression hardened, and he asked Li Yue, "Brother, is there poison in the liquid inside this coffin?"

"These bodies were all coated with a poisonous preservative powder during burial; even a touch would cause poisoning and skin ulceration in ordinary people."

Li Yue said calmly, "And since they have been soaking in the coffin liquid for many years, the poison has long since seeped into their flesh and bones, and even the objects inside the coffin have become contaminated with the poison."

Upon hearing this, Luo Laowai was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand, but looking at the treasure inside, he couldn't bear to part with it, and grinned sheepishly:

"What's so difficult about that? We'll just have the brothers bring nets and scoop them up, then wash them thoroughly. It's such a waste to let so many good things soak in the water!"

When Chen Yulou and Hong Guniang heard Li Yue say that the coffin liquid was poisonous and that they hadn't thought about stealing the funerary artifacts, their expressions changed simultaneously.

The corpse contained highly poisonous substances and had been soaking in water for a long time. Wouldn't all the water in the tomb chamber be contaminated with these toxins?

The young woman felt a faint tingling sensation in her ankle and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Then the sewage on the ground... is it poisonous too?"

"The stagnant water has diluted the toxicity, so it's fine for the time being," Li Yue said after glancing at them, "but if they stay any longer, it's hard to say."

The young woman immediately raised her eyebrows: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Li Yue said calmly, "I didn't think of it just now."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this, and for a moment they were speechless.

However, since the other party just reminded Luo Laowai not to touch the coffin liquid, they certainly didn't intend to harm them.

Chen Yulou composed himself and said to Li Yue:

"This place is both dangerous and poisonous; we shouldn't linger. Why don't you come with me upstairs, wash up, change clothes, and then we can talk at our leisure?"

He had already prepared two sets of plans in his mind, thinking about how to appeal to their emotions and reason with them, and then use the title of leader of the Unloading Ridge faction to gain their trust.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yue jumped off the coffin lid and replied decisively, "Okay."

After saying that, he strode towards the crowd. Although he was wading through water, his steps were calm and unhurried, without any hint of concealment or wariness.

The group was completely taken aback by the other party's straightforwardness, and couldn't help but wonder:

This man was so quick to agree, as if he had been waiting for us to ask him to leave.

But then Chen Yulou thought to himself: This person is giving me face, could it be because he values ​​my title as the leader of the Unloading Ridge?

Thinking of this, a sense of pride quietly arose in my heart.

……

Chen Yulou and his group disguised themselves as merchants and peddlers. Since the villagers in the village never let outsiders stay overnight, after inquiring about some of the inside story of Ping Mountain from the local Meng Miao people, they stayed overnight in the deep mountains with coffins.

"Zanguan" is a kind of mortuary, which is generally used to store the remains of those who died far from home.

Several villages in the vicinity have Han Chinese, some hiding from military service, others evading rent and taxes and living in anonymity. In addition, there are also some traveling merchants traveling between the villages.

The Han people place great importance on the soul returning to its hometown. After a person dies, they must be buried in their hometown to be considered to have returned to their roots.

A mortuary, simply put, is a place to temporarily store corpses.

The mountains are high and the roads are long and rugged. Whether carrying corpses or transporting them, the journey only takes half a year or even a year. During this period, the dead are kept here.

Old Bear Ridge, the mortuary.

The bandits sat scattered about, in groups of three or five, their voices clamorous.

In a corner, Li Yue found a relatively clean spot and sat down on the ground.

Her long, wet hair hung down her back; the mortuary didn't have much in the way of bathing facilities.

The so-called "washing" was nothing more than hastily rinsing oneself with a bucket of cold water from the well.

In my previous life, a single purification spell would have been enough to keep me completely free from worldly impurities.

However, places with abundant Yin energy and suitable for cultivation, like the previous double-layered tomb, are hard to find, so Yin energy must be used sparingly and sparingly.

Let your hair air dry naturally.

[Yin energy detected in the surrounding area...]

[Analyzing... Yin energy concentration 19%... Death energy component 13%... Corpse energy component 6%...]

Should we proceed with the absorption now?

"This mortuary has an even stronger sense of death."

Looking up at the faint gray-black death aura lingering in the courtyard of the mortuary, Li Yue thought to himself.

Yin energy is the opposite of yang energy, but it is not entirely unclean.

The true and pure source of Yin energy exists only in the realms of extreme Yin, coldness, and the netherworld.

However, yin veins, caves, graveyards, and extremely cold places can also naturally generate some impure yin energy.

The yin energy of heaven and earth is most similar to spiritual energy. Generally speaking, the yin energy generated in the yin veins of mountains and rivers, the deep abyss of the earth, extremely yin places, and when the sun and moon are waning can also be considered a kind of spiritual energy.

In addition, there is the malevolent aura emanating from corpses, coffins, ancient tombs, and zombies;

Ghosts, spirits, vengeful spirits, and malevolent ghosts all possess an inherent sinister and yin energy;

The evil yin energy cultivated by yin-attribute demons, spirits, and evil cultivators;

It is formed from hatred, resentment, and obsession, and is the most vicious and poisonous resentful yin energy.

Although this yin energy is more impure than the yin spirit energy, it can still be considered a yin attribute power.

Although the previous Song Dynasty double-layered tomb also contained more than a dozen corpses, it had been there for a long time and had been soaked in water, which had actually generated more toxic and foul corpse odor.

Over time, it can even generate malevolent energy, with the malevolent energy being even stronger than the death energy.

The mortuary is a place where corpses are laid out, and its atmosphere is rather somber.

The area in the main hall where the corpses were kept was shrouded in a heavy, deathly aura, cold and stagnant, like mist or gauze.

Looking further into the courtyard, one could see groups of bandits from the Unloading Ridge gang sitting and chatting idly, their voices mingling and the air thick with the heat.

The deathly aura in that area was so faint as to be almost invisible, clearly having been forcefully dispersed by the abundant yang energy of the living.

Yin and Yang energies are inherently in opposition. With the courtyard full of vigorous and robust men, the strong human presence naturally weakens the Yin energy.

The deathly aura in the center of the courtyard was far less intense than that in the room where the corpses were kept.

At this moment, Li Yue's Qi Sea was empty, and his foundation at the second level of Qi Refining was unstable. Naturally, he could never have too much or too little Yin Qi.

After a moment's thought, he mentally selected to devour.

Then, with each deep and shallow breath, the surrounding yin energy was subtly stirred, as if an invisible force was drawing that gray yin energy into the body.

In just a short while, the morgue in the main hall and the surrounding drifting death energy were all swallowed up by him and filled into his dantian, like rivers flowing into the sea.