131: Chapter 136

He paused and continued, "It's a pity he couldn't have imagined that the treasure he risked his life to find would end up in the hands of King Lu Shang."

"But I'm puzzled—wasn't King Lu Shang looking for this jade shroud to resurrect Yaoguang? How did he end up wearing it himself in the end?"

Fatty Wang patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Little comrade, don't be so Naive, alright? Haven't you heard that saying—if a man doesn't look out for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him? There's only one jade shroud; would he bear to let Yaoguang wear it? Of course, he kept it for his own enjoyment."

He smacked his lips and added, "If you ask me, King Lu Shang is just a scumbag."

"Since he's a scumbag, then Fatty will act on behalf of heaven today and peel that skin off him!"

After saying this, Fatty Wang strode toward the jade coffin.

He wasn't afraid anymore at this moment. As the saying goes, people die for wealth just as birds die for food.

A good thing like the jade shroud, he had to get his hands on it.

Even if King Lu Shang really came back to life, he would have to beat him down.

A three-thousand-year-old monster, even if alive, would have to be captured as a specimen and thrown into a laboratory for study.

"He is not King Lu Shang." Lin Fan suddenly spoke up.

"What? Not King Lu Shang? Then who is he?" Everyone was completely bewildered by Lin Fan's words.

This is Lu Wang Palace, the coffin is in the center of the main tomb chamber, and it's wearing the jade shroud. How could it be anyone but King Lu Shang himself?

But Lin Fan said it wasn't—so where on earth did the real King Lu Shang go?

"Third Master, that... it has stood up." Pan Zi's voice trembled.

He watched helplessly as the thing in the coffin stood straight up, his face turning pale with fear.

Pan Zi had been with Wu Sanxing for so many years and had lost count of how many tombs he had been in. But he had never seen so many Zombies in any tomb. They were popping out one after another.

It would be one thing if people who had just died turned into Zombies, but now even people who had been dead for thousands of years were standing straight up.

The sound of breathing coming from the jade shroud grew heavier. The sound reverberated in the space, making one's scalp tingle and spine chill.

"This... this thing, it couldn't really be alive, could it?" Fatty Wang swallowed, his voice shaking.

"Retreat behind Zhang Qiling." Lin Fan calculated the time; Zhang Qiling should be waking up. He was already gripping his black gold ancient saber.

The appearance of the jade shroud was too sudden; no one had seen how it emerged. But at such a life-threatening moment, no one had the heart to ponder this; survival was the priority.

The jade shroud took steps, approaching Lin Fan step by step. Lin Fan drew his black gold ancient saber and slashed at it head-on. The blade struck the jade shroud hard.

To be honest, Lin Fan didn't want to destroy this jade shroud, but there was no other way right now. If he didn't deal with this ancient corpse, all of them would die here.

But to Lin Fan's surprise, the black gold ancient saber didn't even leave a mark on the jade shroud.

"Ding, thousand-year jade shroud, impervious to blades and guns, water and fire, and can rejuvenate people," the System prompted.

Lin Fan's brow furrowed. He really hadn't expected this jade shroud to be so bizarre. Not only could it grant immortality, but it could even rejuvenate. Even more absurdly, it was an indestructible suit of armor, and even the black gold ancient saber couldn't do anything about it.

Lin Fan's heart sank, and the others were too shocked to speak. They had all witnessed how powerful Lin Fan's sword was along the way. It was only because of it that they had been able to survive one death trap after another.

But now, even the black gold ancient saber couldn't deal with this thing that was neither human nor ghost.

"Third Master, are we really going to meet our end here?" "Don't talk nonsense, Expert Brother will surely have a way."

Lin Fan's strike hadn't injured the ancient corpse at all; instead, the opponent grabbed the blade and kicked him, sending him flying. Lin Fan stabilized his body in the air and landed on his feet. "You're courting death!"

At this moment, Zhang Qiling suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of ice-blue light flickered in those pitch-black pupils. He soared into the air, his xuanwu saber spinning and dancing with him. The tip of the blade pierced toward the ancient corpse's chest, but the jade shroud blocked it, and it couldn't penetrate at all.

The ancient corpse grabbed Zhang Qiling's blade, thinking this guy was just another piece of trash coming to die. But the next second, the ancient corpse suddenly found it couldn't move. A burst of cold air spread from its body, frost slowly crawling all over it, freezing it directly into an ice sculpture.

"What kind of move is this from Zhang Qiling? So fierce? How come I've never seen him use it?" Fatty Wang's eyes widened, his face full of shock.

Zhang Qiling walked up to Lin Fan and said respectfully, "Sir, thank you. With your help, I have achieved another Breakthrough." Lin Fan nodded.

He had seen Zhang Qiling's move just now clearly; it was indeed powerful. He hadn't expected the progress to be so fast.

"Don't call me Sir or Senior anymore; we are brothers. Just call me Expert Brother like them."

To be honest, Lin Fan had a special bond with Zhang Qiling in his heart. Lin Fan was very clear that in the eyes of many men, Zhang Qiling was like a god, and he was no exception. But in terms of Bloodline, what Lin Fan possessed was much more noble than Zhang Qiling's. According to the old rules of the Seven Veins, Zhang Qiling would indeed have to call him 'Master'.

Zhang Qiling didn't make a sound, just nodded. A name was just a name; to him, Lin Fan was someone worth respecting from the bottom of his heart. Besides, after going through so much together, the bond between them was no longer just about hierarchy; brotherly affection had already taken root.

Wu Xie ran over happily, his face beaming like a flower. Zhang Qiling's strength had jumped up another level, and he was naturally happy for his brother. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something auspicious, unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the ancient corpse that had been frozen into an ice block by Zhang Qiling actually started to move.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, ice cubes exploded everywhere, and the ancient corpse pushed itself off the ground and stood up.

"You heartless, traitorous thing, trash like you deserves to go to Hell!" Before Zhang Qiling's voice faded, the blade in his hand had already slashed through the air with a whistling sound.

Once the two engaged, they fought in a stalemate, evenly matched, with neither able to do anything to the other.

Fatty Wang couldn't help but swallow, his throat making a gurgling sound. "My goodness, when did Zhang Qiling become this fierce? This is too absurd! It seems like he's even more awesome than Expert Brother?"

Lin Fan's brows furrowed into a knot. He had been watching the movements of Zhang Qiling and the jade shroud ancient corpse, and the more he looked, the more wrong it felt. This ancient corpse was like it had been injected with adrenaline, getting more energetic the more it fought, as if something was continuously pumping energy into it from behind. It was likely the jade shroud playing tricks.

"King Lu Shang, it's your turn to enter the stage." As soon as Lin Fan said this, the eyeballs of Fatty Wang and the others nearly fell to the ground.

"King Lu Shang? Expert Brother, are you teasing me? Where is King Lu Shang? Didn't you say the guy inside the jade shroud wasn't King Lu Shang?" Wu Xie asked anxiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow fell straight down from the sky. The person was in battle armor, holding a giant sword, with green Qi emanating from his body. It was none other than the tomb guardian that Lin Fan had previously subdued, the Evil Spirit.

The moment he appeared, combined with Lin Fan's words just now, everyone was dumbfounded.

"He... could he really be King Lu Shang?" But how was this possible? Didn't Zhang Qiling say before that this guy was the tomb guardian protecting this tomb? Why did Expert Brother say he was King Lu Shang now? Who was telling the truth? And why did this Evil Spirit suddenly appear? He hadn't been seen for quite a while.

In fact, Lin Fan was able to determine that this Evil Spirit was King Lu Shang by deducing it from the autobiography of King Lu Shang that Wu Xie had told.

This Evil Spirit's abilities were terrifyingly great; when fighting, he wasn't much different from Lin Fan. An ordinary soldier, even if corrupted by evil, couldn't be this fierce.

Lin Fan had read the original work and knew that the thing taken out of the jade shroud would turn directly into a blood corpse. That old fox, Mr. Iron-Face, must have waited until King Lu Shang turned into a blood corpse, then used some special medicine to control him, making him a tomb guardian.

This Mr. Iron-Face was despicable, ruthless, and capable of anything.

The reason Zhang Qiling could say what he did just now was because he knew the background of this old thing too well.

Lin Fan mused that the reason King Lu Shang had lost so miserably was mostly because of the tricks Mr. Iron-Face had played behind the scenes. Otherwise, with the ghost seal in King Lu Shang's hand, a mere King Lu could not have done anything to him.

To put it simply, as long as King Lu Shang wanted to, he could have snatched the throne at any time.

After King Lu Shang joined the battle, Mr. Iron-Face's side couldn't hold on anymore and was retreating steadily.

However, with the jade shroud protecting his body, even if King Lu Shang and Zhang Qiling joined forces, they couldn't do anything to him.

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold; he knew it was time for him to act. He gripped the black gold ancient saber and directly unleashed the Hell Three Talents Sword Technique.

The entire tomb chamber instantly became incredibly oppressive, and the air seemed to congeal. Lin Fan flicked his wrist, and a white blade flash cut through the darkness.

Wu Xie and the others only felt a gust of wind pass before them. In just a few seconds, the ancient corpse that had been wearing the jade shroud turned into a living person wearing ancient clothes. The jade shroud on his body was gone.

At the same time, the System's prompt sounded in Lin Fan's mind. "Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the treasure—one jade shroud."

Lin Fan didn't kill Mr. Iron-Face; he just peeled the jade shroud off him. As for how to deal with this old thing, he would leave it to the guardian spirit to handle. Every debt has a debtor; the accounts between them should be settled.

Fatty Wang's eyes nearly fell out. Lin Fan's move just now had completely shocked him. It turned out Expert Brother wasn't unable to beat the ancient corpse; he just couldn't be bothered to fight him. What was that saying about not making a move until you surprise everyone? Before, when Lin Fan only fought the ancient corpse for one round and stopped, he thought it was because he couldn't win...

"Third Uncle, look, this person seems to be alive." Mr. Iron-Face was wearing ancient clothes, his complexion rosy; he didn't look like a dead person no matter how you looked at him.

Seeing this scene, Wu Sanxing was also full of shock. "So... so the jade shroud really can make people immortal and keep them forever young; this wasn't just a rumor."