Chapter 1351 — No End
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"You—" Old Yu choked with anger. He would have liked to walk in front, but who knew whether there was danger there? Earth-rank expert though he was, every trade has its own mountain to cross; if he failed to react in time and died in the tomb just like that, would that not be a crushing loss?
Besides, if he had dared to act on his own, he would never have sought out tomb raiders like Wei Zhao. He could have robbed the tomb himself first and spared himself the trouble of dividing the spoils.
"Old Yu, care brings no great error. Since we are already inside, reaching the underground palace is only a matter of time. There's no need to hurry this one moment..." Old Hei said as well.
Old Yu said no more, and the group walked on along the long corridor...
After roughly another ten kilometers, Old Hei and James began to tire. Yu Xiaoke, though no Yellow-rank expert, had first-rate lightness skill and thought nothing of walking farther; and Wei Zhao, Qiu Lingshan, Chen Yuxuan, and even Mighty General were all cultivators, so naturally they felt no fatigue.
"This is about enough—how about we rest here a while before going on?" Old Hei really could not hold out much longer; he wanted to sit a while, eat something, drink some water.
"You useless thing, tired after just a couple of steps?" Old Yu was impatient by nature, and seeing Old Hei want to rest displeased him.
Wei Zhao truly wondered how a creature like this had trained his temperament up to Earth rank—how had he not gone mad from qi deviation and died? His luck was truly good! On the path of cultivation, one must have a steady temperament; too much craving for quick success can bring on qi deviation.
"Then we'll rest a while." Wei Zhao paid no attention to what Old Yu said and simply stopped, about to sit down cross-legged.
"..." Old Yu was so angry it left him helpless. He gave a snort and could only stop as well.
Old Hei and James cast Wei Zhao a somewhat grateful look—but whether the gratitude was real or feigned, only they themselves knew.
This rest stretched on until evening came in a blink. After the group had eaten, it was nearly time to sleep, and naturally they could not go on. Wei Zhao was quite content: he simply sat cross-legged and prepared to rest. Old Yu was furious enough to want to curse—you're a Mystic-rank expert, what the hell do you need sleep for? You could hold out for days without it. Isn't this just screwing everyone over?
If Wei Zhao would not walk, no one could walk; and Old Hei and James wanted to walk even less. Both were ordinary men, and at night they naturally had to rest.
There was nothing Old Yu could do but sit down on the ground and begin cultivating. Though the spiritual energy in the ancient tomb was fairly abundant, it still fell short of the place where the hidden Yu family dwelled, so Old Yu had no great desire to cultivate here...
The night outside was quiet enough; the night inside the ancient tomb was terrifyingly silent. To conserve energy, Old Hei could only switch off the searchlight, and in an instant all of them were plunged into darkness.