Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 668: Only 10 days left! (First update)

Chapter 668: Only 10 days left! (First update)

Within the Great Emperor’s tomb, the discussions about the masked man stealing Ji Lingchen and Mu Cannan’s legacy opportunities incessantly persisted.

While many people talked about this ruthless individual, they were also searching everywhere for his whereabouts.

The reason was simple: he possessed an Emperor Level legacy.

The geniuses from the three ancient clans even made declarations, promising rewards to whomever could provide them with news of Ye Qiu’s whereabouts.

Walking within the Great Emperor’s tomb, Tang Surou, Tang Ze, Tang Hao, and Tang Lu, also heard this explosive news.

Tang Ze expressed some regret, saying, "What a pity, I didn’t get to witness the scene myself. To dare to rob Ji Lingchen of his opportunity, this person is really courting death!"

"Indeed, we gave up the chance to go there for Su Rou to obtain an opportunity. We never expected that no sooner had we emerged than we heard such electrifying news," Tang Hao said indifferently.

"Have you ever considered that the masked man they speak of could be Ye Qiu?" At this moment, Tang Lu’s words made the three of them shiver, especially Tang Surou, who had been silent until then, her gaze flashing with a glint of sharpness.

Tang Ze sneered, "Him? I don’t think he has the strength for that. Mu Cannan, Ji Lingchen— who are they? The strongest two geniuses in the ancient lands. You’re telling me the one who stole the opportunity was Ye Qiu? Stop joking; he’s probably been flattened into a pancake under the foot of that giant statue by now!"

Tang Surou cast a glance at Tang Ze and said, "Let’s not forget that without Ye Qiu, we might not have been able to escape from in front of that giant statue."

At her words, Tang Ze turned away, silent, while Tang Hao and Tang Lu also turned their heads away, saying nothing more. They didn’t take to heart the debt of gratitude for Ye Qiu tying up the giant statue.

In their eyes, Ye Qiu was just a foreigner, his life or death did not concern them, especially since he had caused them to lose face in the Tang family, forcing the three to break through to the Legendary realm ahead of time.

"Let’s go, I don’t want to hear any more such talk," Tang Surou said with a sweeping glance at the trio, and continued to move forward.

...

In the underground dark river, the water churned tumultuously, and a head emerged—it was Ye Qiu, who had seized the Emperor Level legacy.

He looked around and jumped onto the riverbank, sitting down.

Having used the dark river to evade Ji Lingchen and Mu Cannan’s pursuit, Ye Qiu gazed at the dark river, clueless as to where he had drifted.

Moreover, it was pitch black underground. Had it not been for his special eyes, he would have seen nothing at all.

Invoking the last of his Black Flame power, he evaporated the dripping water from his body, opened the Xumi bag, and placed the ancient book he had snatched in front of him.

To obtain it, he had exerted a considerable effort, and by now, he must have become a well-known figure; surely many were seeking him.

Without guessing, Ye Qiu knew that inside the Great Emperor’s tomb, many people were searching for him, since finding him could potentially lead to acquiring an Emperor Level legacy.

Ye Qiu opened the ancient book and discovered it wasn’t a Cultivation Technique, but an Alchemy Technique.

Alchemy Technique?

Ye Qiu was slightly surprised. Regarding alchemy, China had a splendid history. In ancient times, emperors throughout the dynasties would search for the Art of Longevity, and among the most valued means was Alchemy.

Like Qin Shi Huang, the forefather of emperors, who sought immortality so fervently he sent people to explore the lands far and wide in pursuit of the secrets to eternal life.

Later, influenced by a single statement from Xu Fu, he sent hundreds of boys and girls to Mount Penglai; Xu Fu never returned, instead becoming the king of an island, leading to the founding of today’s Japan.

"I wonder if this Alchemy has something to do with longevity..." Ye Qiu mumbled to himself, continuing to flip through the ancient book, which documented many rare and exotic herbs, as well as various methods for creating medicinal pills.

"The Hundred Herb Pill can counteract hundreds of poisons, a single pill can extend one’s life by thirty years!" Ye Qiu looked at the introduction of one of the pills, his heart stirred.

If the alchemy technique described here were true, wouldn’t it be more powerful than his own Hua Tuo’s Thirty-Six Needles?

However, in order to master alchemy, one must have various heavenly and earthly treasures required as ingredients. Considering the exotic flowers and rare herbs listed here, it would probably be hard to find them in the modern world, right?

Isn’t this just a chicken rib?

Ye Qiu felt somewhat lamentable. Let alone the materials, he didn’t even have an alchemy cauldron, not to mention the fire needed for alchemy. Where could he find such a thing? The required elements for alchemy detailed here were not just any ordinary flame; if the intensity of the fire wasn’t enough, it wouldn’t be able to melt and refine the pills.

After browsing for a moment, Ye Qiu stopped flipping through and no longer continued. Right now, where would he have the time and mind for alchemy? He could only put this chicken rib of an ancient alchemy book back into his Sumeru Bag.

Fortunately, he had obtained the Twelve Calamities Technique, so even if he left the Great Emperor’s tomb now, his visit wouldn’t have been in vain.

Ye Qiu took out a top-grade Crystal Stone and began to replenish his Black Flame power.

Once again diving into the dark river, Ye Qiu started searching for an exit; he had no intention of staying in this dark river forever.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Only one and a half months remained until the closing date of the Great Emperor’s tomb.

Ever since Ye Qiu disappeared that day, many descendants of the ancient clans had not seen him again. He seemed to have evaporated, disappearing within the Great Emperor’s tomb.

Some had already given up on the idea of seeking Ye Qiu, after all, even if they encountered Ye Qiu, they might not gain any fortuitous opportunity. Ye Qiu was capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the three great prodigies, not a common individual. If they delayed further without searching for other fortunes in the Great Emperor’s tomb, they would truly have entered in vain.

Five days later, a descendant of an ancient clan got wind of a great opportunity and this news soon spread.

This person also broke through their current realm and became a legendary master.

The news inspired many descendants of the ancient clans to search for their own fortunes everywhere, hoping to replicate this success and become powerful themselves.

Unfortunately, after many days, no more chances were reported. Perhaps some people had found fortune but kept silent about their wealth, or perhaps some met with unforeseen mishaps while seeking their chances.

Half a month passed in a flash until the Great Emperor’s tomb was about to close.

During this period, Ji Lingchen, Mu Cannan, and Shi Qingbing discovered a cave dwelling. The three prodigies fought a great battle there, which allowed countless people to witness this epochal fight and truly see the might of prodigies. Especially Ji Lingchen, who exhibited his formidable strength, seized the opportunity, forcing Mu Cannan and Shi Qingbing to give up.

Gaining fortune became increasingly difficult, and some people turned their attention to others. Some descendants of ancient clans with ill intentions began seizing others’ fortunes and initiated a massacre within the Great Emperor’s tomb.

One day, someone indeed found an extraordinary treasure from a descendant of an ancient clan whose strength was mediocre—a suit of armor that could deflect attacks.

As a result, the trend of murder for treasure escalated fiercely. Any ancient clan disciples who were alone became targets for the hunt.

Within the Great Emperor’s tomb, the atmosphere was fraught with imminent peril.

Then, on the tenth day before the closing of the Great Emperor’s tomb, a figure abruptly leapt up and emerged on the surface.

Gazing at the light outside, he squinted his eyes, taking a good while to adjust to it.

"Finally got out, huh!" The young man’s face was filled with a smile.