Chapter 67: Tomb Of The Cyan King
It was the sound of many carriages and horses.
In such a dangerous place as the Jiu Li Ancestral Realm, how could there be a large number of carriages and horses?
Under the cover of night, led by eight Yin Banners, paper money fluttered. A long convoy drove past from a distance, about fifty paces away from Li Weiyi, along a road of paper money.
The carriages were filled with many young boys and girls.
The drivers were all dressed in grey and white cloth robes.
Li Weiyi counted carefully, and there were as many as eighty-three carriages.
In the carriage at the rear, a middle-aged man pulled open the carriage curtain, revealing a tall figure and a stern face. He spoke in a low voice to the front, “Speed up, and leave the Ancestral Realm as soon as possible.”
The middle-aged man looked about fifty years old, and his appearance bore a four-to-five resemblance to Li Songlin, the Cang Li Leader.
After the convoy had moved far away and gradually faded into silence, Li Weiyi then lifted the Ghost Flag that had been covering him and mused, “Judging by their clothing, they seem to be from the Cang Li Tribe.”
“Those who enter and exit the Ancestral Realm via this Yin road of paper money should be from the Cang Li Tribe,” said Coffin Senior.
Li Weiyi frowned and said, “It’s truly strange. Where did these children come from? Why are they being transported out from inside?”
“If we continue forward, we should be able to find the answer,” Coffin Senior seemed to already have an answer in mind.
Heading towards Jiu Li Divine Mountain, after several hours of travel, Li Weiyi saw a shallow blue light gauze barrier, deployed by Mind Masters, appear before his eyes.
It rose from the ground, connected to the sky dome, with mysterious scriptures floating on it.
Li Weiyi swept it with the Nine Emperor Banner, and the light gauze became thinner, revealing the scene within.
It was a rice paddy shrouded in mist and haze. Each stalk of rice was over ten meters tall, with plump and crystal-clear rice ears at the top, within which embryonic fetuses could be faintly seen being nurtured.
With just one glance, Li Weiyi immediately withdrew the Nine Emperor Banner and sat on the ground, digesting the shock in his heart.
This shock came from the depths of his heart, as if a point of human nature had been impacted.
Humans could actually be grown.
Coffin Senior also fell silent. After a long pause, he said, “Benevolent Rice has existed since ancient times and has been cultivated as food by some taboo Demon Kings and Departed Spirits. The human world has always actually opposed its cultivation. A thousand years ago, several of us, including Zen Sea Observing Mist, held this attitude. Therefore, no one in the Lingxiao Life Realm has dared to cultivate this.”
“If I were still in charge of the Jiu Li Tribe and the Cang Li Tribe, I would definitely find those who stole and cultivated it and punish them according to tribal law.”
The voice from the stone coffin expressed anger amidst its calmness.
Li Weiyi gave a wry smile, “If the entire Lingxiao Life Realm is already like this, if the Jiu Li Tribe doesn’t cultivate it, they will fall behind other forces. Once they start competing, the upper limit of people will get higher and higher, but the lower limit will also get lower and lower.”
“The widespread appearance of Rice People will inevitably severely impact people’s values. How can this world not be in turmoil?”
“If I had enough strength, I would definitely not let the chaos continue like this.” Then, he laughed self-deprecatingly, “Haha, forget it. With my current cultivation, I can’t even establish myself in this world, let alone change it.”
Coffin Senior said, “Weiyi, I feel like you are getting closer to finding what you truly desire!”
Li Weiyi stood up, no longer looking at the rice paddy on the other side of the light gauze. He hoisted the stone coffin and, holding the Nine Emperor Banner, continued walking towards Jiu Li Divine Mountain. “To quickly become a Hidden Person and break through to the Fifth Sea is the foundation for establishing oneself. Otherwise, in this vast world of turmoil, I can only go with the flow and be an unknown person whose life is cheaper than grass, unable to participate.”
Three days later.
Li Weiyi arrived at the Cang Wang Tomb.
The Cang Wang Tomb was only about ten li from Jiu Li Divine Mountain. It was a steep mountain peak a thousand meters high, shrouded in clouds and mist, with stone tablets and stone carvings everywhere.
In the plaza before the mausoleum, various rare Otherworld Coffins were displayed.
After the Cang Li Tribe collected coffins, they did not sell all of them.
Among them, the sufficiently rare coffins were sent to the Cang Wang Tomb for storage. Although they could not understand or open them now, future generations of the tribe would surely produce peerless heroes who could.
Along the divine path leading to the tomb door stood various tomb-guarding beasts such as stone horses, stone monkeys, and stone elephants, as well as sacrificial utensils like stone lamps and stone tripods.
Coffin Senior asked, “How many more days can the food you brought last?”
“Spirit Tablet Senior reminded me earlier, so I prepared plenty. If I’m frugal, it can last a month without a problem,” Li Weiyi said, taking out a piece of dried meat and putting it in his mouth.
Coffin Senior: “Very good. Don’t enter the tomb door yet. I will teach you some Insect Script. With your talent, you should master it quickly.”
Insect Script, like Beast Script, Scriptures, Incantations, Pill Script, Artifact Script, and so on, are not traditional forms of writing. They were created by peerless Mind Masters. They are not written by hand but are drawn and condensed using Mind Power to control Spiritual Light Flames.
Insect Script is naturally a means to subdue and control insects.
Li Weiyi said, “Jar Master asked me to retrieve it. Could it be some kind of Fierce Insect? Or perhaps there is some Fierce Insect in the tomb that requires learning Insect Taming techniques?”
Coffin Senior recounted, “A thousand years ago, when I was at the peak of my cultivation, I ventured into an Immortal Fall Realm and obtained a nest of insects. Inside were seven insect eggs, conservatively estimated to be Marquis Level. They have been stored in the Cang Wang Tomb to be nourished. Now they are yours, you brat!”
Li Weiyi gasped.
It was known that in the Lingxiao Life Realm, the ground was ruled by Human Race strong practitioners and various Demon Kings, but underground, it was the Insect Race that ruled.
The Ao Spider mastered by Master Qi from the Chang Lin Gang was merely a Soldier-level Fierce Insect. Even so, he had the qualification to be treated with courtesy by the Gang Leader.
Not every Insect Tamer is very strong; it depends on the level of the insect swarm they command.
However, among practitioners of the same realm, Insect Tamers are absolutely among the strongest contenders for the title of strongest Mind Master.
Especially in this era of warfare, Insect Tamers with group attack capabilities hold a higher status than any Mind Master.
Marquis-level insects can already be listed on the 《Rare Insect List》. This is because, once they mature, they possess the strength of a Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator.
Seven of them would mean seven Longevity Realm powerhouses.
If he could truly become an Insect Tamer controlling seven Marquis-level Strange Insects, then if he didn’t become a Hidden Person of the Jiu Li Tribe, who would be qualified to?
You should know that adult Marquis-level Strange Insects can even transform into human form, possessing the ability to summon and command the underground Insect Race. Human cultivators who encounter them must pay homage and respectfully address them as “Lord Marquis.”
And Coffin Senior said…
A conservative estimate would be Marquis Level.
Li Weiyi quickly recovered from his shock and said, “A thousand years have already passed, so the insect eggs must have hatched long ago.”
Stone Coffin Senior said, “This level of insect egg is not simple to hatch. At that time, I asked an extremely powerful Insect Tamer from the Lingxiao Life Realm to help research and analyze it. Using that small Heaven Earth Spring in the Cang Wang Tomb for nourishment, it would still take one to two thousand years for them to have a chance to hatch naturally.”
“Originally, I wanted to leave it for the descendants of the Jiu Li Tribe, as their foundation. But the great war a thousand years ago came too suddenly. Before I could even inform them of this, they were drawn away by the spatial power of Shaoyang Star.”
Li Weiyi said, “If they don’t hatch, do I have to wait a few hundred more years?”
Stone Coffin Senior chuckled, “Naturally hatching, the time is indeed hard to estimate. But having been nourished for a thousand years, there are then some unnatural methods that can hasten their maturity and hatching. Did you buy the items I asked you to get?”
“Fire Cloud Stone, Nine-Leaf Cattail Grass, Blood Crystal… After buying these, I’m basically broke again! That courtyard in the suburbs was mostly repossessed by the Yang Clan and the Chang Lin Gang.”
Li Weiyi took out the six items he had bought some days ago according to Spirit Tablet Senior’s instructions. He felt a bit suppressed, secretly praying that Yang Yun wouldn’t die, as that would be his biggest asset. Oh, and old Zhao’s one hundred thousand silver coins.
The stone coffin stood up again, using the coffin as a brush to write Insect Script on the ground.
Seven in total!
Each character was extremely complex, with over thirty strokes. They didn’t resemble characters at all, but rather paintings, and irregular symbolic paintings at that.
Stone Coffin Senior said, “Logically, your Spirit Tablet Master should teach you Insect Script. She is an extremely formidable Insect Tamer in the Lingxiao Life Realm. But these seven Insect Scripts carved on the insect eggs were done by my hand, so only I can teach them.”
“That’s right! Insect Script. Normally, it should be taught to you by imprinting text with Spiritual Light, but in my current state, I can only rely on writing. It might be much more difficult for you to comprehend. But I believe in your talent… you’ll be fine!”
Li Weiyi could only give a wry smile, knowing that in the hearts of his three masters, he was already a cultivation prodigy far surpassing the Pure Immortal Body.
While observing and memorizing the insect script on the ground, he said, “Jar Master, if I hadn’t cultivated spiritual light, wouldn’t coming to Cang Wang Tomb be in vain?”
Stone Coffin Senior said, “No, you can also use blood to directly draw Insect Script on the insect eggs. After immersing it, they will naturally recognize you as their master. However, this greatly increases the risk. For example, what if they have already hatched? If you cultivate Insect Script, you will have a means to subdue them, minimizing the risk.”
Li Weiyi no longer spoke, sat down cross-legged, and in the Forehead Spirit Realm, he mobilized wisps of spiritual light flames, using each strand of flame light as a stroke to draw Insect Script.
The difficulty was indeed immense; spiritual light was almost depleted without any substantial breakthrough.
You must nourish the spiritual light before attempting.
While nourishing the spiritual light, Li Weiyi did not abandon the martial way, wanting to break through the Heaven Spirit atop the seventh spring as quickly as possible. This was to avoid being pursued and killed by Tang Yan, Xue Zheng, and others, forced to flee for his life.
Seventh Spring, representing the peak of the Spring Gushing Realm, most Five Seas Realm Martial Cultivators only have Seventh Springs.
This current peaceful cultivation environment is truly too precious.
…
Time flew by, and twenty days passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Weiyi mastered all seven Insect Scripts, and the barrier of the Seventh Spring also showed signs of loosening. He wanted to seize the moment and break through it within the next two days.
“Rustle!”
A cold wind blew out from the forest, causing hair and robes to flutter.
Li Weiyi suddenly opened his eyes and sniffed, detecting a faint, familiar scent in the wind: “It’s Li Ling! Why is she here at Cang Wang Tomb too?”
His five senses were acute. Although he couldn’t sniff out certain scents from tens of kilometers away like a bear, he wasn’t far from it.
The voice from the stone coffin sounded, “She must have a way to find you, perhaps it’s the Nether Lantern Guide Envoy’s Perceptive Wisdom, or maybe another reason. Since it’s an uncertain factor, don’t let her get involved. Let’s go, enter the tomb now!”
Li Weiyi agreed with Jar Master’s opinion that everything was ready, and absolutely no mistakes could be made at this crucial moment.
Carrying a stone coffin on his shoulder, he held the Nine Emperor Banner and ran towards the two giant stone tomb doors, each dozens of feet high, at the end of the divine path.
As he got closer to the tomb door, Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes and found that the door was inlaid with two star maps, with a large number of silver and yellow gemstones used for the stars.
The one on the left looks like the Milky Way Galaxy.
The one on the right also felt familiar, like the bronze ship’s Yellow Springs Star River.
