Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

"Your Highness, there is a ginseng here, but it's hard to tell how old it is."

"take!"

"Your Highness, there's a fruit here that I don't recognize; it's fire-attribute."

"take!"

"There's also a bottle of spirit essence hidden here, but I don't know what its properties are."

"take!"

In the imperial palace treasury, a legitimate inventory clearance operation is underway.

At first, Mu An felt a little embarrassed, thinking that what they had done was a bit too much.

Whenever I find a treasure, I have to ask Jun Yunxin about it, and only after I get her confirmation do I dare to put it into Jun Yunxin's spatial pouch.

But later, as the little princess's tone became increasingly impatient, Mu An, who was all smiles, stretched out her hand in a blur.

With a few swift movements, the spirit creature thoroughly searched and cleaned the area.

He wasn't bragging, but for the first time in his life, he experienced what it felt like to laugh so hard he couldn't stop.

Besides some medicinal spiritual items, there were also some that were not suitable for consumption and absorption. They took everything that was usable.

With a purse worth half the imperial palace's treasury in his hand, Mu An felt that even the dogs on the street were looking at them strangely.

What are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll stew you right here and now!

He didn't know what methods Jun Yunxin had used to lure away all the guards in the treasure vault, but he knew that he was extremely nervous at this moment, seeing everyone as a bad guy who wanted to steal the treasure.

Mu An walked along, glaring all the way, terrifying all the eunuchs and soldiers in the palace who recognized his face. They broke out in a cold sweat, wishing they could kneel down on the spot.

Then someone blurted out, "I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, please have mercy!"

Mu An was only slightly relieved when they arrived at the carriage. He helped Jun Yunxin into the carriage and then became the coachman himself.

After the carriage had traveled several miles and finally exited through the Vermilion Bird Gate and disappeared from sight, the stammering sounds began to ring out.

"I'm doomed! I'm going to die! That killer just glared at me!"

"What should I do? He's definitely going to kill me!"

"What do I do! What do I do... I got glared at too, I'm going to die! Boss, help me!"

"Don't touch me! All of you, stay away from me!"

"Hiss!!! Some of the brothers just chatted with the eunuch over there for a bit, and they actually got glared at by the God of Slaughter! It seems like the God of Slaughter's face has been getting uglier and uglier ever since he came out of the palace."

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

"Could it be that someone has angered that god of death? Is he going out of the city gates now to wipe out an entire family?"

"How could it be wiping out the entire family? Boss, you're joking!"

"What are your thoughts, Wen Yuan?"

"With that murderous temper, his entire family wouldn't be enough! He'd wipe out at least three generations! He'd probably slaughter even the chickens and dogs! Anyone who gets in his way would be cleaved in two!"

"Hiss hiss hiss!!!"

On the other side, the "god of death" the soldiers were talking about had no idea what kind of slander he was being subjected to.

On the official road of the fifth ring road of Qi'an City, seeing that no one was chasing after them, Mu An finally felt a little relieved.

Good heavens, stealing something is more exciting than the slaughter at the Vermilion Bird Gate that day!

His heart is still pounding.

As he drove the carriage, he kept an eye on his surroundings, increasing the carriage's speed.

He wasn't worried that the speed would cause a bumpy ride, so much so that Jun Yunxin in the carriage would fall ill on the spot.

According to Lin Li, the carriage he was driving was a creation of the Daoist sect, and all four horses were descendants of dragons. Although their bloodline was rare, they were far superior to ordinary horses.

The entire carriage is engraved with dozens of cloud patterns, making it extremely stable. Even if it travels three thousand miles a day, the people inside will not feel any discomfort.

Moreover, the interior of the carriage was even more wondrous, with the painting master himself creating paintings inside, thus expanding the space of the carriage.

On the surface, it looks like only the size of a train carriage, but in reality it is a room of over a hundred square meters.

It wasn't until the sun set and the sky turned dark with ink that Mu An slowed down the carriage.

After traveling more than a thousand miles, he finally found an abandoned post station and parked his carriage there.

He didn't need to rest, but after traveling more than a thousand miles, the dragon horse was almost exhausted.

When he found this abandoned post station, he was somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that it did not meet the treatment he deserved.

In the middle of nowhere, we didn't even find a dilapidated temple. Thumbs down!

He felt that given Jun Yunxin's temperament, she would definitely want to experience the terrifying scene in the dilapidated temple from the storybook firsthand.

He had already planned how to use a ten-meter-long fireball to demonstrate his "exorcism" skills to Jun Yunxin, hoping that the little princess would be pleased and give him a few more spiritual items.

He was slightly lost in thought as he gazed at the dim light filtering through the carriage curtain.

It's one thing for a purse to be a storage item, but how did they manage to fit an entire house inside this carriage?

How is it different from a regular house? Won't it be bumpy inside?

I really want to go inside and take a look!

Despite his thoughts, Mu An's limited moral principles prevented him from doing anything inappropriate. He simply stood outside the car, warming himself by the fire and lost in thought.

He couldn't help but space out; his mind was filled with the hundreds of rare and precious plants he had stolen, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist picking a couple of fruits to taste right now.

The little princess trusted him far too much; the purse filled with rare and precious herbs was left on him, and she hasn't asked for it back yet.

What kind of test is this for cadres?

Thinking about it, Mu An shook her head and looked at Long Ma, who was obviously tired, trying to distract herself.

As expected of a descendant of dragons, even with a thin bloodline, his shoulder height was almost three meters, which was half again as tall as the two-meter-tall Sharma in his previous life.

So, what does Longma eat? Is it fed grass like a regular horse?

Just as his thoughts were wandering, the curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted.

Lin Li, dressed in a light blue dress, jumped down from the carriage carrying a tray.

"I originally wanted to invite you, Lord Mu, to come in for a meal, but the princess has been a bit nervous these past few days and hasn't had much rest. She just ate some fruit and fell asleep."

The princess is frail and a light sleeper. To avoid waking her, I'm afraid you'll have to dine here tonight, Lord Mu.

After listening to Lin Li's explanation, Mu An waved his hand and uttered a polite remark.

"It's alright. The night is just right, and the world is quiet. Enjoying the bright moon and starry sky in this vast white wilderness is a wonderful thing."

Lin Li was slightly taken aback, and then she laughed too.

She didn't say anything more, and went back into the carriage on her own. When she came out again, she had changed into simpler clothes, and was carrying a bucket of fresh meat. She walked up to the dragon horse.

"Ryoma eats meat?"

Hearing Mu An's question, Lin Li poured the meat onto the ground, wiped the thin layer of sweat from her brow, and responded gently.

"They can eat meat or grass. Grass is not easy to carry, and meat takes longer to digest."

"That's quite strange."

After distributing the meat, Lin Li carried the bucket back, intending to go straight back to the carriage.

But when she reached Mu An, she suddenly stopped. She looked at Mu An, then at the dilapidated post station, and sat down to say a few more words.

"The dragon descendants have their own mysteries. These four dragon horses all possess combat power approaching the innate level. True dragons still exist in the Western Spirit Region. Perhaps you, Lord Mu, will have the opportunity to see them in the future."

"A real dragon? Isn't dragon a mythical creature?"

"Yes and no. True dragons do exist, but they are not as powerful as those in mythology. Instead, they are beings on the same level as terrestrial deities."

"That's quite mysterious."

Silence spread under the night sky, broken only by the crackling of the campfire.

Lin Li sat on the dilapidated steps of the post station, her legs curled up, not saying a word, just resting her chin on her hand in a daze.

Mu An didn't know why she didn't return to the carriage, nor did she know what to say, so she simply buried her head in her food.

Until one moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

"We have guests."