I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 684 - 168: Sacrificial Tomb Exploration and Secret Machinations

A few cultivators instantly captured the key words.

Black curtain.

Cannot win.

They exchanged glances, a hint of excitement flashing through them.

We've captured important information!

This team of ours is likely to stay ahead in the tomb-raiding process.

They thought as much, yet were unaware that the protagonist Bai Xingling had already seized the core information and made a successful escape, merrily returning to stockpile goods.

"This senior..."

They approached the ancient Ancestor of Embers.

The ancient ancestor of the crab species was considered quite a common race.

Although this race did not have strong combat power,

their adaptability was extremely strong, having branched into hundreds of varieties: desert crabs, sea crabs, river crabs.

If guessed correctly, they all diverged from this singular ancient Crab Ancestor.

So although they were weak, none of them had any intention of underestimating them. They even felt that each ancestor of an ancient species deserved respect and was exceedingly great.

"May I ask, senior..." a cultivator spoke up.

"Who are you?" The Crab Ancestor was sprawled inside the house, cleaning and caring for a few of its crab legs.

"We are... survivors from the outside." A cultivator answered decisively.

They thought, if communication failed, they might have to contact a young genius from the crab species to come here, recognize their ancestral roots, and build relations.

Fortunately, the Crab Ancestor just gave them a glance, acknowledging their identity, "Outside is very dangerous, the world is all a dead land... yet you managed to join the last survivor tribe."

"Yes, outside is very dangerous." A few cultivators responded.

According to the information they had previously gathered indirectly, outside, Xian was killing indiscriminately, causing doomsday.

This is the survivor camp.

"What do you mean by black curtain?" A human cultivator asked.

"Just speculation, not convenient to disclose." The Crab Ancestor turned into an enigmatic figure, its expression showing pain and complexity, "Ignorance provides more hope for survival."

"But..." A cultivator still attempted to inquire.

"You will never know how great a race the river crabs are." The Crab Ancestor's expression was solemn, "River crab, the first divine beast, sweeping the world, peerless."

Everyone: "..."

Could it be that this Crab Ancestor is stronger than the Dragon Race Ancestor?

Or was he too arrogant, self-righteous?

Following this, no matter how much these tomb raiders tried to get information from this River Crab Ancestor, they couldn't extract anything. The elder simply wouldn't say.

After all, this was the blacksmiths' scripted plot, meant to unfold step by step, revealing the clues one by one to open the curtain.

Such cliffhangers can enhance anticipation.

Unveiling the foreshadowing of fear before each ancient ancestor's appearance can increase the sense of oppression!

Their Manor Master was ready to take a path of no return after the battle of Xian, prepared to transform into an apocalyptic final boss villain, how could he not be thoroughly an imposing doomsday antagonist's black hand?

Acting skill.

The biggest taboo is overacting.

It must emerge gently and naturally all the slip-ups.

They were no longer the little blacksmiths of yesteryear, displaying all sorts of funny flaws to Zhang Huaping. For such high-intelligence geniuses, some slight flaws are easy to expose.

So, on the first day of the sacrificial tomb strategy.

Some cultivators only discovered these Immortal Spirit NPCs, being vague, seemingly harboring some ancient secrets.

The entire Nine-State's cultivators' true bodies, through Dharma Aspect, witnessed all of this, conducting live broadcasts and numerous powerhouses are discussing, holding meetings, with a group of think tanks studying how to conquer this tomb.

The blacksmiths have a backstage advisory team, and so do they.

Nobody is fighting alone.

"Black curtain, could it be that Xian has a problem?"

"Hehe, another Human God?"

"Speaking of which, have you noticed, all the ancestors of the pseudo-humans, are a brain flower after Xian's fall, is that brain flower really dead?"

"Are you speculating, is it that brain flower?"

"Human gods can secretly lurk, hiding in the tomb preparing to live a second life, why can't other creatures!"

"Indeed, now looking at it, the Four Great Divine Beasts amongst the ancient over eighty thousand ancestor tribes are not even that eye-catching, they are just the first tier, comparable powerhouses like the Four Great Divine Beasts numbered in the hundreds!"

Now looking at it.

The destructive war back then was too tragic.

Powerhouses nearly perished in battle, and the Four Great Divine Beasts barely survived to reach the peak.

And after the demise of these ancient divine beasts, do they also have their own tombs?

Are they also preparing to leave clues, to live a second life?

"It seems, the ancient indeed hides a great terror!"

"Increase the focus intensity!"

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...

Bai Xingling gleefully ran back to Ximen Academy, starting to purchase the blood cells dropped by Xian at the market.

However.

The blood of Xian previously spread overwhelmingly.

But the price remains extremely high, especially now during the opening of the sacrificial tomb, the prices have reached their peak.

Yet Bai Xingling knew, this price is still the lowest it's going to be!

Once they discover that the blood containing Xian's aura can awaken [Demon Ghosts], the price will multiply by several hundred times!

"This feels so good."

Bai Xingling showed a happy expression, and started gleefully stockpiling goods.

However, he soon received hidden messages from various forces:

"What is this? Hidden darkness?"

"And not just one ancestor; subtly mentioning this ancient truth?"

Bai Xingling was bewildered.

But the strongest leader of the ancestor tribe that he took down, the ancient bronze statue, why didn't it ever mention any darkness?

Bai Xingling didn't doubt the presence of an unseen hand.

But he felt that Xian probably didn't know, or at the very least wasn't clear about having an unseen hand.

The scene before him was just Xian's "memory corridor," after all. Even Xian wasn't aware of the matter, so there definitely wouldn't be information about it in the memory tomb.

But why did new information emerge inside?

"Could it be that I'm entering another cycle of bad luck like a hundred years ago?" He showed a hint of heaviness.

He noticed that every once in a while, he would suddenly find everything going wrong.

For instance, in the past at Marriage Dress Town, his heavily armed Dharma Aspect was blown up, leading to a direct blood loss.

And now this information popped up?

"Seems like I need to revisit the tomb to continue collecting information?" As a crafty and stealthy Loose Cultivator who understands the art of survival, he has always relied heavily on intuition, which tells him there's probably no good stuff left in the tomb.

Yet.

He hesitated at this moment; did his intuition fail? After all, everyone claims it's there. It can't be them who are wrong, and he's the only right one—not Bai Xingling, he's not that arrogant.

One shouldn't be conceited; his personality has always been reserved and steady.

"Forget it, I better go back and take a look."

Soon after.

In the Sacrificial Tomb, several Ancestors of Embers were cryptically speaking, silently watching Bai Xingling return, feeling speechless: Why is this guy back again; is he ill?

Perhaps that's just characteristic of protagonists; better be cautious and not overdo things.

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Night falls.

At Sword Casting Manor, the bonfire party begins.

The blazing flames illuminate the darkness of the Ten Thousand Feet Sea Abyss.

Everyone is barbecuing, singing songs, collectively discussing today's strategy, demonstrating mastery in acting, pretending to be deep, sounding enigmatic, and leaving those young Tomb Raiders baffled.

"A seed of doubt has been planted."

At this moment, Jiucai Rong sat sternly inside the management room, "Everyone mustn't rush; it's the first day, a little foreshadowing is necessary, the story needs to unfold gradually."

Design an ancient unseen hand, an ancient terrifying history.

We aim to become another Human God.

This matter sounds simple but is complex in execution.

The Human God is the genuine behind-the-scenes hand, while we are pretending; during the acting process, there's the Human God as a reference, yet it's easy to fail.

"I certainly understand; they're not easy to fool! We previously underestimated those Great Powers and suffered too many losses." Shao Chaikun raised his hand, "But I'm thinking of possessing a Chicken Ancestor and playing basketball in the ancestor tribe at the Sacrificial Tomb while unveiling the ancient terrifying history, how about that?"

"Phoenix Ancestor? No way." Jiucai Rong directly rejected the ridiculous proposal.

"The basketball could be a Black Tortoise, the Phoenix patting the Black Tortoise..." Shao Chaikun continued trying to speak.

"Stop!!"

Jiucai Rong directly interrupted his unreliable talk:

"This matter, we need to proceed gradually, revealing our true ancient hand identity, and maintain high style, appearing stylish when debuting as the ancient boss. Don't bring up such things again."

"I agree." Lin Meimei raised her hand to speak, "I think I need to renew a contract with an artist to help redesign the Dark Thousand-Handed Guanyin's look, especially the hairstyle—requires an excellent Tony."

Apparently, she is already prepared, once ancient history is unveiled.

As their ancient taboo emerges, she will be the first boss to appear, bringing pressure to the world.

Of course.

It's well known.

This Thousand-Handed Guanyin looks dazzling and aggressive, but the actual strength isn't high.

As a debuting small boss, it's adequate.

After all, it's too primitive, just waking up, very weak, and quite normal, right?

And, they need this ancient boss to drive the tourism industry of the East Sea Dynasty, attracting more cultivators to fight monsters, boosting the economy.

As for why all the bosses appear in the East Sea?

The Sacrificial Tomb is right here.

The ancient taboos hidden everywhere come to the Sacrificial Tomb with ulterior motives, makes sense, right?

"Of course, my suggestion is that bosses should drop certain equipment after death to lure them here." Yan Shuangying is a devious fellow who does nothing proper.

"Makes sense." Jiucai Rong deeply agreed, "Let them see the mysterious treasures of the ancients... and such treasures, we aren't unable to produce."

"Immortal Artifact synthesis, multi-cycle Immortal Artifact embryos are feasible."

Nearby, the Mudworker is very honest, quietly raising his hand, "Immortal Spirit Root?? Then aren't we reimagining ancient history; how does this differ from archaeologists suddenly discovering an ancient Zhang Fei riding a motorcycle drawing five thousand years ago on Earth?"

This is creating prehistoric civilization.

Immortal Spirit Roots have migrated to ancient times.

Immortal Spirit Roots evidently accumulated over thousands of years before emerging as a product of civilization.

It's too absurd, akin to finding a computer during archaeological digs.

"You don't understand, this situation brings explosive impact and topic value."

Jiucai Rong, seemingly versed in this field, said, "Moreover, easter egg rewards, it's still easier to take out some cycles of Immortal Spirit Roots... we can even add Pseudo-human elements, clearly depicting it as a pseudo-human Spiritual Root..."

For Embers and pseudo-humans, they've done quite a bit of research, taking out some easter eggs is rather convenient.

And these things aren't too valuable to them.

Yet inconvenient to sell off, so they can serve as monster drops now, which is quite good.

"Nonetheless, we should release our first easter egg now." Jiucai Rong stood up, coldly announcing.

Night Mad Cultivator strongly nodded: "Yes, discovered ancient wonders in the Sacrificial Tomb: Line-type Pseudo-person, perfectly utilizing the hands of the Sacrificial Tomb to transfer it to the East Sea Dynasty, allowing them to construct the Central Processor."