The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

As Lin Du had said, Yuan Ye's mechanical skills were indeed reliable. The journey was thrilling but safe. They passed through many passageways, courtyards, and niches, but never saw the actual tomb chamber.

Only when we reached the main burial chamber did the view suddenly open up.

The eternal lamp still shone brightly, and the emperor and empress's thrones were resplendent in gold and jade. In front of them was an offering table with five glass altars, but the entire tomb chamber exuded an indescribable emptiness and eeriness. Nine dragon-carved pillars rose from the ground, but upon closer inspection, they were not originally built. There were obvious traces of later construction, making them ridiculously new. The dragon patterns on the stone pillars were stiff and slowly moving around the pillars, as eerie as relief geckos.

The tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not particularly luxurious, nor was it large in scale. However, inside the main burial chamber, there were crisscrossing golden array patterns on the ground. It seemed that each of the five glass altars contained something, which was not very clear. It inexplicably appeared somewhat unapproachable and awe-inspiring.

Inside the glass lampshade, the flame suddenly leaped up, transforming from a faint glow into a dazzling spiritual light.

"Spiritual energy." Ni Jinxuan blurted out, throwing the old man, who had been tightly bound and dragged along the way, aside.

Lin Du stood behind Yuan Ye, blocking Wei Zhi's path.

She spoke, "So, Master Wei Zhi, what is it that you wish to obtain?"

She slowly turned her head and met Wei Zhi's deep gaze. The golden light cast a faint halo over her profile, but it did not diminish her sharpness and aloofness.

Wei Zhi chuckled softly, his voice landing on Lin Du's eardrums like a small hook.

"Why be so protective? They took my dragon blood and scales, and now they won't let me have them? Every part of a dragon is a treasure, very precious."

Lin Du's brain was set ablaze by just one sentence.

What do you mean by... his dragon scales?

"You willingly gave me your secret, so I have to give you leverage over you before you feel at ease, right?"

Wei Zhi lowered his eyes, his heavy eyelashes like dew falling on pine branches at night, both heavy and agile.

Lin Du withdrew his probing gaze. "Who could possibly take something as precious as yours? Even my senior brother wouldn't have that ability, would he? You're the third best in the world."

Wei Zhi looked up at the contents of the glass container. "That's a long story."

"To make a long story short, thank you," Lin Du persisted.

Wei Zhi: ...This little brat is not easy to fool!

Just as Yuan Ye was about to turn around and ask his junior uncle for help, he saw Lin Du looking at him with a strange shock. Behind him, Master Wei Zhi was looking down at the top of his junior uncle's head, looking somewhat helpless for some reason.

His heart skipped a beat. "Junior...Junior Uncle...Could it be...that difficult? Am I going to die here today?"

"Oh, no, not at all." Lin Du's expression returned to normal.

Wei Zhi behind him also gave him an encouraging look, but unfortunately, that look was always sarcastic on a face that hadn't yet recovered from its helpless smile.

Yuan Ye: Thank you, but I'm even more scared now.

Lin Du sighed and stepped forward. "I can break the curse, but I'll need your cooperation."

"I'll break the formation," Wei Zhi said, stepping forward as well. "It might be a little dangerous."

"The array and incantations need to be broken simultaneously, didn't Lin Tuan teach you that?"

"Hmm." Lin Du is reliable when it comes to serious matters. She pulled Yuan Ye's wrist, gently used her spiritual power to cut open his hand and draw some blood, then began to draw incantations on his palm.

"Hiss, Junior Uncle..."

"Don't speak, it will distract me." Lin Du focused his mind to the extreme, pulled Yuan Ye's hand, and covered the center of the formation with the blood rune.

On the other side, Wei Zhi stepped into the array without any hindrance. A huge flow of spiritual energy roared like a dragon, and lightning struck the jade-colored monk's robe, crackling and flowing erratically.

The vajra, glowing with golden light, appeared before him, humming and vibrating continuously, before falling heavily and piercing the core of the array that had just been covered by the blood-red curse mark.

Lin Du swiftly formed hand seals, unleashing his divine sense to suppress the raging formation.

Yuan Ye groaned, feeling as if something was being peeled away from his soul and spine, as if someone was tearing his flesh apart with their bare hands. His spiritual power was also being rapidly stripped away by something, leaving his dantian and meridians extremely empty. Suddenly, a stream of icy spiritual power poured into his meridians.

Lin Du's voice was as cold as winter frost, "Bear with it. The backlash from the formation will drain your spiritual power. I will seal your spiritual meridians first."

The icy spiritual energy circulated through his meridians, then, like frost, sealed off its flow.

The nine pillars trembled continuously, the dragon patterns cracked, yet the perilous pillar remained calm amidst the raging torrent of spiritual energy, and walked towards the offering table.

Two of the five different glass bottles seemed to sense something and began to stir wildly before shattering with a crack.

The essence and blood merged into Wei Zhi's forehead, but the scales did not return to his body; they simply remained quietly in Wei Zhi's palm.

Wei Zhi glanced indifferently at the contents of the other three bottles, frowned in disgust, threw the earthen water and soil directly onto the ground, and then dissolved the birth date and time.

The nine dragon pillars completely collapsed, and all the ever-burning lamps in the main hall went out in an instant.

Yuan Ye finally couldn't hold back and cried out, "Junior Uncle, it hurts! Did they take all my bone marrow out?"

"I didn't remove your bone marrow, but I removed your brain marrow," Lin Du replied coldly. The final magic seal, carrying a sharp and powerful force, completely severed the connection between Yuan Ye's soul, central meridian, and the formation.

Yuan Ye clutched his head in horror, "It can't be that bad!"

"It's not that bad." Lin Du withdrew his spiritual power, lifted the meridian sealing technique, and then handed him a Spirit Restoration Pill. "It's off, but your source is a bit damaged. The dragon energy backfired, leaving you slightly weak. Just go back and drink some traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate."

"Also, you won't have the help of dragon energy in your cultivation anymore, but it's not a big problem. You are a genius with a near-perfect purity of spiritual root."

Yuan Ye was in so much pain that he was lying on the ground looking like a little turtle. Hearing this, he asked weakly, "Want something to drink?"

Lin Du popped one of the pills he was supposed to take that day into his mouth and added very gently, "Yes, just like your senior brother and junior uncle, a little bit is enough."

Yuan Ye: The pill in my mouth suddenly tasted bitter.

The earth trembled, and the dragon's mournful cry reached their ears.

Lin Du quickly realized what was happening. "Let's go! The dragon vein is about to shake, and some passageways in the underground palace might be affected."

She hadn't forgotten to finish up, asking, "Where's the Imperial Advisor?"

Ni Jinxuan had just dragged the person out of the pile of rocks. "Junior Uncle... he was just shocked by an electric shock, and then he was hit by this stone pillar... he died as soon as I rescued him."

Lin Du: ...Never mind, it's all retribution. Heaven knows how to punish.

Yuan Ye hadn't been able to get up yet when the little dwarf he was talking about hoisted him up and ran wildly toward the door.

Lin Du and Wei Zhi took turns leading the way and covering the rear, and this time they didn't distrust each other anymore.

It was already late at night, but a huge flash of lightning tore through the deep darkness, illuminating the mausoleum as bright as day.

"Let me down, I'll open the door." Seeing the gravel falling all the way, Yuan Ye was so jolted that he almost vomited up what he had eaten during the day.

Upon hearing this, Ni Jinxuan immediately threw Yuan Ye out.

"No, no... this isn't the way to get down either."

Fortunately, Lin Du still had a conscience and helped Yuan Ye. Yuan Ye scrambled to the door, opened the stone door, and the four of them filed out, then closed the stone door completely.

"Phew~ That was close, I almost ended up in the same grave as my great-grandfather..." Yuan Ye said as he turned his head, just as a bolt of purple lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the weapons of the five hundred elite soldiers in front of him with dazzling light.

"Hmph..." Yuan Ye swallowed his words, almost falling backward. "No, Junior Uncle, is your medicine not quite right...?"

"The thunder was too loud, and we've been inside for a long time, so the effects of the medicine will wear off." Lin Du said helplessly, supporting him.

Yuan Ye weakly addressed the soldiers before him, "Would you believe me if I said I just missed my great-grandfather and came to see you?"

The leading general, with dark skin and sharp eyes, drew his long sword. "Intruders! Kill!"

Yuan Ye: Help! How am I supposed to pull this off?!

As Lin Du silently pondered whether he could find another way to get away with it, a surge of spiritual energy suddenly rose from the ground.

Before the soldiers could react, a bolt of lightning exploded in front of them, splitting the ground open with a huge gash.

And after that lightning strike, the four figures that were just at the door mysteriously vanished.

Rain poured down from the clouds, and thunder roared in all directions.

"Stop in danger."

"Um?"

"You're the Little Dragon Man, aren't you?"

"...So what if you're recognized by the Heavenly Dao?"

"Hey, that's amazing."

The rain poured down, and someone stood quietly in the distance, raindrops constantly falling from the edge of their hood and rolling down their silver mask. A sigh was barely audible and was swallowed up by the dark night and thunderstorm.