"Not bad for Old Hu."
Zhang Tian thought to himself, then pried open the corpse's mouth with his hand.
Hu Bayi was meticulous, providing a stark contrast to Fatty in the ghost lamp.
As the corpse's mouth was opened, Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi could clearly see a golden pill in Xu Fu's mouth.
The pill seemed to have been bitten in half, with the remaining portion exposed to the air.
"Boss, this is a Yuan Replenishing Pill, and it's top-grade!"
"Ancient texts record that just one such pill can save any ordinary person as long as they are not dead. It's truly an elixir."
"And such pills are extremely difficult to refine. According to records, it's said that only those so-called 'High Immortals' could produce them."
Hu Bayi's voice echoed.
Zhang Tian also recognized the pill before him.
"A pity, it's only half a pill."
Zhang Tian sighed, feeling a slight regret.
However, even half a pill was still quite potent, certainly more powerful than a regular Yuan Replenishing Pill.
After his lament, Zhang Tian pocketed the half-pill, thinking it might be useful someday.
Though it felt a bit unseemly to snatch food from someone's mouth, if he didn't take it, others would.
Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi searched Xu Fu further, finding only a few more tattered maps and nothing else.
"Boss, this map seems to be marking a large tomb."
Hu Bayi said, looking at a map retrieved from the coffin.
"Whose tomb specifically?"
Zhang Tian asked as he continued to rummage through the coffin.
"It's not marked. We'll study it when we get back."
Hu Bayi said, tucking the map into his pocket.
Zhang Tian then moved his gaze away from the coffin.
"There's nothing in here except some funerary ornaments."
Zhang Tian said, though he was quite satisfied.
After all, finding three treasures in a single coffin was already excellent.
He was referring to the horsetail whisk, the pill formula, and a peach wood sword. The pill and the map were not included in that count.
"Let's head back then."
Hu Bayi stretched, feeling a significant sense of relief.
"Mhmm."
Zhang Tian nodded. The three of them leaped down, landing lightly in the center of the tomb chamber.
"Boss, how was it? Did you find anything? Without Fatty, was the haul meager?"
Fatty came bounding over eagerly.
"Not bad, the haul this time was considerable. It seems the divination back then was accurate."
Zhang Tian's lips curved into a smile.
Earlier, when Zhang Tian had come to Fujian Country, he had performed a divination. The hexagram indicated great fortune for this trip.
Conversely, since arriving in Fujian Country, Zhang Tian and his companions had encountered almost no obstacles, and their journey had been remarkably smooth.
In that light, the divination seemed to be correct.
"Uncle, we..."
Taro, seeing that he hadn't been useful for such a long time, felt a pang of anxiety.
"It's good you're happy. That person is already dead. You can go and see him, to fulfill your wish."
"Rest in peace."
Zhang Tian said softly, his voice gentled.
The group of little ghosts was momentarily stunned, then they surged forward as if they had found something wonderful.
Upon seeing that the person who had killed them in their past lives was truly dead, each of them seemed to find a sense of release.
Countless children vanished on the spot.
"Ah, a great karmic debt, a great karmic affinity!"
Daoist Dan He couldn't help but exclaim as he watched thousands of souls dissipate.
Monks often cultivate good karma; there was a reason for this. All things in the world are interconnected, subject to cycles of cause and effect. Zhang Tian had just forged so many karmic affinities, it was no wonder Daoist Dan He was astonished.
"Thank you, Uncle."
Taro's eyes still held a hint of tears.
"What are your plans now?"
Zhang Tian looked at Taro.
Taro was still occupying William's body.
"Since my brothers and sisters have left, I don't want to stay either. I'm truly sorry for using this body."
Taro lowered his head. After he spoke, William's body went limp and slumped to the ground.
Zhang Tian understood. Taro was also leaving.
Zhang Tian said nothing, his gaze fixed on Taro as the latter's figure gradually faded away.
"Though the time was short, Fatty quite fancied this child. He will surely achieve great things in the future."
Fatty remarked with emotion, quietly standing behind Zhang Tian.
"Martial Uncle, your attire might scare people if you go out like that. I suggest you put on some clothes first."
Zhang Tian said to Daoist Dan He.
Daoist Dan He was still just a skeleton. If he went out like this, he would surely give Xiao Fu a fright.
Daoist Dan He glanced at his own body and realized the issue.
"You're right. Little Tian is indeed thoughtful."
"Martial Uncle, I don't know if these clothes will fit you well, but please use them for now."
Zhang Tian handed over the Onmyoji's robes.
Daoist Dan He hesitated for a moment, but then accepted them.
Both the Daoist robes and the Onmyoji's attire were long garments, which would perfectly conceal Daoist Dan He's skeletal frame.
"Since everything is concluded, let's head out."
Zhang Tian stretched, feeling considerably more relaxed.
"Um, Master Zhang, do we still want this tomb?"
Wu Tianzhen asked, looking at the entire burial chamber.
Zhang Tian pondered for a moment.
"It's useless to keep it. Let's flood it."
Zhang Tian said carelessly.
It wasn't a tomb from Xia Country, so Zhang Tian saw no reason to preserve it. It wouldn't generate any value for him.
As for the Black Gold Ancient Coffin, Zhang Tian didn't take it, as he had no habit of robbing others' coffins.
Except, of course, for the Queen of Jingjue's coffin.
Wu Tianzhen nodded. He didn't have much fondness for this ancient tomb.
However, he was thoroughly satisfied with this tomb-robbing expedition.
His participation wasn't solely for donating cultural relics; it was more about learning about the knowledge within tombs.
And also the knowledge of identifying tombs and locating treasures, things that had fascinated him since childhood.
It felt as if it were destined by fate.
"By the way, Martial Uncle, we heard that after a hundred years in Fujian Country, you had seemingly planned some heavenly secret?"
Hu Bayi recalled something.
He looked at Daoist Dan He with curiosity.
Zhang Tian, as he ascended, also glanced at Daoist Dan He.
He remembered the secret of Fujian Country being submerged, which had been mentioned by the junior disciple of the Yin-Yang shop.
It seemed to involve seven stars aligning, followed by a cataclysmic event where the power of the resentful spirits would be used to sink Fujian Country.
"That, I was just tricking him. Back then, that fellow was young and eager to fight Xiao Fu and take revenge. I had also killed quite a few people."
"But one person can't kill everyone. To stabilize myself, I created many zombies and ghosts. After I die, those things would break through the defenses."
"That would be when the seven stars align, as I told him."
"However, the seven stars aligning is indeed real. I can predict that in a hundred years, there will be a celestial event."
Daoist Dan He spoke. Zhang Tian's interest was piqued.
He couldn't predict these things. How had Daoist Dan He managed to foresee them? Did he have some secret method?