In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Old Hu subconsciously took a step back, his heart clenching violently; he was clearly startled.

"Shh!"

The fat man didn't give Lao Hu time to think. He pulled out a black gold entrenching tool from his backpack and was about to swing it down at Lao Hu's head.

I go!

Old Hu was startled again.

Old Hu recognized the black and gold entrenching shovel in Fatty's hand. It was a weapon Su Mo had given to Fatty. It was extremely sharp, capable of cutting hair in an instant, and was in no way inferior to his own Little Divine Blade.

If you get slashed, your head will be severed from your body; even a celestial being descending to earth couldn't save you.

"That fat guy!"

Su Mo cursed angrily, reacted quickly, and used his "Treading Snow Without a Trace" light footwork to pull the stunned Lao Hu behind him. Then, he raised his right foot and kicked the fat man to the ground.

"Holy crap, this fat guy is really weird..."

Old Hu patted his heart; this time, he was really scared.

Not only Lao Hu, but Shirley Yang on the shore was also stunned by what she saw. That shovel strike just now... it was a deadly blow.

The fat man fell to the ground, and Su Mo subdued him with a single grappling move.

Shirley Yang rushed over, her face filled with panic. "What happened? I felt something was off about him back in the Heavenly Palace..."

Old Hu took a breath and slowly came to his senses. Hearing Shirley Yang's question, he couldn't help but guess: "Nine times out of ten, they've fallen for that doll's trick..."

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound caught Lao Hu's attention. Lao Hu looked up and saw that a piece of ancient jade had fallen out of the fat man's pocket.

What is this?

Old Hu bent down and picked up the ancient jade. "Could this be another one Fatty smuggled from the Heavenly Palace? Fatty, how many times have I told you not to touch anything from the tomb? You just won't listen..."

"hey-hey…"

The fat man grinned and let out a ghostly laugh, as if he were possessed.

Old Hu was furious. "Don't you dare laugh at me like that! Let me tell you, I'm carrying a peach wood sword..."

"Ugh... Ouch!"

The fat man, who had already been subdued by Su Mo, struggled violently again, his voice coming out in broken sentences.

Shirley Yang frowned deeply. "He seems to have something to say, and he seems to be out of control. What's going on?"

Su Mo shook his head. "It's nothing serious, I just accidentally fell for someone's trick..."

Old Hu was furious at the moment, but he also knew that the fat man had been targeted by others because of this ancient jade.

That fatso never learns his lesson!

"Snapped!"

Su Mo knocked the fat man unconscious with a single chop to the neck.

Sherry Yang took the ancient jade from Old Hu and asked, "Was it caused by this?"

"Ok!"

Su Mo nodded, "That's it, Fatty, you should behave yourself for a while now."

Su Mo bit his finger, and placed two drops of blood on the fat man's forehead and mouth respectively. "All done!"

Old Hu blinked. "That's it? You don't need to rest for a while?"

Su Mo chuckled, "Recuperate? Is this place suitable for him to recuperate?"

Old Hu glanced around; it was gloomy and eerie, like the underworld. Cultivation… cultivation my ass!

Shirley Yang asked, puzzled, "Can blood cure the curse?"

Su Mo shook his head: "No, only my blood will do."

Upon hearing this, Shirley Yang and Lao Hu also remembered. Su Mo's blood did indeed possess many miraculous properties; back in the Jingjue Ancient City, his blood had saved many lives on numerous occasions.

Shirley Yang glanced at the fat man, as if remembering something, and said, "Before coming here, I read some information. The ancient Dian Kingdom had a kind of tongue-poisoning poison. It can bewitch a person's mind and control their vocal cords. Look at Fatty, he's probably been poisoned by this kind of tongue-poisoning poison..."

"Alright..."

Old Hu stepped forward. "Since Brother Su says he's alright, then he's alright. I'll wake this fatso up so we don't waste any more time searching for the Muchen Pearl..."

"Slap slap..."

After saying that, Old Hu slapped the fat man twice across the face.

Su Mo stared, dumbfounded. They were brothers who grew up together; even their methods of waking each other were so unique.

Shirley Yang laughed and advised, "Hey, hey, be gentle. You're already not good-looking enough. If you damage you any further, how will you get married..."

Su Mo smiled and shook his head, then took out a bottle of water from his backpack and poured it directly onto the fat man's face.

"Cough! Cough!"

The fat man coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at Su Mo, then at the angry old man, and at Shirley Yang with a smile in her eyes.

"........."

After a moment of silence, not knowing what to say, he simply pretended to faint.

Although the fat man couldn't control his body, he still remembered what happened.

Having caused such a huge disaster, all I can do now is play dead.

Old Hu knew Fatty too well; he recognized immediately that Fatty was faking death. He was furious. "Brother Su, it seems your method isn't working. Keep the water; we'll need it later..."

"I've been holding my pee all the way here, and it'll come in handy..."

"Sherry Yang, could you please excuse me for a moment..."

"it is good!"

Sherry Yang smiled and responded.

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately opened his eyes. "I'm awake, Commander Hu, I'm awake, I'm really awake!"

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, the fat man quickly begged for mercy, "I really know I was wrong. Really, really. Please, you three gentlemen, have mercy on me and let me go! I really know I was wrong. Please let me go!"

Seeing that it was getting late, Su Mo stopped fooling around with the fat man, gave him a lecture, and then the four of them set off again.

The four people, holding hand lanterns, walked down the steps one by one. There were hundreds of stone steps, and many stone statues were placed on both sides.

The group carefully stepped over the threshold and came into view a tomb door. The four of them shone their flashlights on the tomb door.

Above the tomb entrance, there were two golden ancient characters, which the fat man happened to recognize.

The fat man complained, "Hey, you guys think this old King Xian is pretty shameless? He calls this broken stone gate 'Heavenly Gate'? I just laugh..."

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Old Hu first rolled his eyes at the fat man, then explained, "This Heavenly Gate is no ordinary stone gate. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the one that King Xian used to ascend to heaven after his corpse was dissolved."

"In the mausoleum system, these kinds of heavenly gates are usually not locked!"

The fat man looked confused. "Why isn't it locked? Why not lock it?"

Shirley Yang said, "It seems he's very confident in the design of his tomb; he believes no one would guess that the King Xian's underground palace is underwater..."

Suzhou nodded: "This Prince Xian is quite capable, so he is naturally very confident. With his arrangements along the way, even Blind Chen and the Unloading Ridge Warriors were all wiped out on the outskirts of the Insect Valley!"

"Alright, since the Prince of Xian has left the door open for us, let's not stand on ceremony and go in quickly!"

"That's what the fat man said."

The four of them continued up the last few steps and arrived directly at the tomb entrance.

Chapter 90: Three Lives, Three Worlds

Su Mo and the other three pushed open the stone door with all their might. Outside the door was a wooden bridge with iron chains, and a human face was carved in front of it. Below the wooden bridge was a bottomless cliff.

The fat man said speechlessly, "You know, that old man, Prince Xian, is really extravagant. He built a bridge on such a tiny piece of land..."

Old Hu observed for a while and said, "This should be the Bridge of Three Lives, representing a person's three lifetimes. In ancient legends, after death, a person ascends to heaven as an immortal. One must first cross this Bridge of Three Lives. Only by freeing oneself from worldly troubles can one be reborn and roam freely in the void, becoming a carefree immortal!"

"It seems that old man Xian Wang is determined to become an immortal!"

"The mausoleum system connected to the ancient tomb is designed according to the feng shui pattern of Taoist immortality. If I'm not mistaken, after crossing this Three Lives Bridge is the underground palace of King Xian."

As he spoke, Old Hu's face beamed with joy. The underground palace of the King of Xian and the Muchen Pearl were now within reach.

"Let's go, let's go..."

Sherry Yang couldn't wait any longer, "Let's go..."

Su Mo chuckled, shook his head, and was about to take a step when he realized that the fat man had grabbed his arm without him noticing.

"Brother Su...I'll go with you!"

The fat man looked down at the bottomless abyss, his scalp tingling and his heart pounding in his chest. Old Hu, knowing the fat man's fear of heights, sneered, "Fatty, look at your pathetic self. Didn't you used to boast about reaching for the moon and becoming a turtle in the ocean..."

The fat man was speechless and didn't answer Lao Hu's question. He held Su Mo tightly and said, "Brother, let's go."

It seemed that only by holding onto Su Mo could the fat man overcome his fear of heights.

Su Mo remained silent, then helped the fat man across the Bridge of Three Lives.

At the end of the Three Lives Bridge is still a stone gate, with a carved human face still on it.

"Finally, we've reached the bottom of the bridge! Whew!"

The fat man pushed open the door and entered, only to be immediately shocked by the scene before him.

The four of them arrived at a large round plate on which three coffins were placed.

However, two of the coffins were on the ground. One coffin, however, was bound by several iron chains and suspended in mid-air.

The fat man said, puzzled, "Hey, why are there three coffins, and one hanging? What's going on here?"

Looking at the coffin, Sherry Yang exclaimed in surprise, "This kind of wood seems... seems to be..."

Sherry Yang paused, the words on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't remember them.

Su Mo knew what she was going to say and said directly, "Yinzi wood grows in the shady places of deep mountains and forests, where it never sees the sun. Moreover, it takes hundreds of years for it to grow one ring, making it an extremely rare material."