I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 131 - 89: A Long Journey Ahead, Mortals Pass Easily

Chapter 131: Chapter 89: A Long Journey Ahead, Mortals Pass Easily

Wearing a red wedding dress, riding a Five-Colored Steed, with a hidden Plum Blossom Needle in the sleeve.

Xu Qing didn’t care about his attire; right now, he only wanted to leave this ancient tomb as quickly as possible.

The living have their way, the dead have their path.

Though the Ancient Yin River Dao is the cradle nurturing these Yin Ghosts, it is also their prison.

Hu Baosong had once told Xu Qing about something.

He said that Liu Youdao was lucky and took advantage of the break when the Yang Fire sealed the tomb to cleverly steal a Twin Coffin.

Yang Fire, also known as Celestial Fire, was something Xu Qing had only a vague understanding of; he merely thought it was something that came from the heavens, either a meteorite or Celestial Thunder.

But when he guided Chu Yu’s soul, he saw the other party’s memories and came to know some hidden truths unknown to ordinary people.

Some of these secrets were so ancient that even in Chu Yu’s thousand-year-old ghost memories, they were just legends.

Among these legends was the origin of the Ancient Yin River Dao.

It is said that this ancient path was once carved out by the Wangchuan River in the Netherworld changing its course ten thousand years ago.

Later, the river returned to its original course, but this ancient path remained.

At that time, many Yin Practitioners and demons discovered that this path was filled with intense Yin energy, resembling the Netherworld, and was very suitable for cultivation. So, these people, or some unclean entities, swarmed in to occupy the land.

This phenomenon continued for centuries, until the Ancient Yin River Dao was divided into dozens of regions and finally stabilized.

The Hu Yang Ancient Tomb, built by Hu Baosong’s ancestors, is one such cultivation ground.

But after many years of evolution, many ancient tombs have been usurped by later occupants, becoming habitats for these Yin entities.

At present, Xu Qing is in the Princess Tomb, on the edge of the Ghost King Mausoleum, which itself is on the fringe of the Ancient Yin River Dao.

Even on the edge, it is home to a group of thousand-year-old ghosts. If it’s the inner region, one can only imagine how many ancient monsters are lurking.

Riding the Crown Prince’s horse at full speed, Xu Qing finally looked back at the eerie, seemingly endless path of the Ghost King Mausoleum when he rushed out of the tomb and reached the Mandarin Duck Pit at the entrance.

Looking beyond the sealed earth, the Ancient Yin River Dao stretched endlessly in width and length.

Even with his Qi Observation Skill, Xu Qing could not see through the layers of gloom.

A bone-chilling wind blew through, revealing huge bull-headed and horse-headed human skeletons, half-buried and half-exposed, along with many unidentified bizarre fish skeletons scattered everywhere. Some had been weathered, while others were arranged in peculiar shapes in the river, seemingly as markers.

Looking at the desolate cemetery, Xu Qing felt increasingly small.

Though zombies are ageless, enduring for millennia, even if they resist the ravages of time, they can hardly avoid harm from others.

For instance, those thousand-year-old Yin Ghosts; according to Hu Baosong, when Liu Youdao ventured into the ancient tomb to steal the coffin, Celestial Fire descended, but it wasn’t the meteorite fire or thunder as Xu Qing had guessed, but rather a millennium ordeal.

Combining this with Chu Yu’s memories, Xu Qing learned that the Celestial Fire originated from deep within the Ghost King Mausoleum, spreading over a hundred miles, triggered by the ghost king undergoing his thousand-year ordeal.

Any cultivator who seeks to seize the skill of heaven and earth, and grasp the opportunity of the sun and moon, will face Celestial Thunder punishment if they attain five hundred years of cultivation. After another five hundred years, they will be engulfed by Celestial Yin Fire...

These cultivation taboos have been passed down through ages, recorded extensively even in mundane historical anecdotes.

Xu Qing had thought that the Three Disasters were merely elusive legends, but when he saw through the princess’ eyes the Celestial Fire spanning a hundred miles of graves, he suddenly awakened.

These seemingly intangible things, unknowingly, had already appeared on his path.

Ten years of cultivation culminates in an Iron Armored Corpse, a hundred years in a Silver Armored Corpse, and five hundred years in a Golden Armored Corpse.

"Becoming a Corpse King truly is no easy feat!"

Xu Qing gazed deeply at the graves burned by Yin Fire. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

To the naked eye, the graves still stood densely, with no signs of burning, but through the Qi Observation Skill, the land adjacent to the Ghost King Mausoleum was a desolate, decayed gray.

The Celestial Fire triggered by the ghost king affected a wide area; the current quietness of the Ghost King Mausoleum might also be related to this previous Celestial Fire.

Although Chu Yu neglected her cultivation to maintain her beauty, she thus avoided the ordeal for not reaching full cultivation.

But Xu Qing had no such vanity concerns.

"Xuan Yu has nearly four hundred years of cultivation. A few more years of cultivation, and she might also face the ordeal."

"She is knowledgeable and resourceful; perhaps I can seek her guidance when I return, maybe she has solutions."

As he pondered, the Five-Colored Steed had taken him to the Mandarin Duck Tomb.

Xu Qing dismounted and flicked the horse’s abdomen lightly with his finger. The Five-Colored Steed turned into five-colored light and retreated into the Mountain and River Scroll.

He stepped to the remaining Twin Coffin, where Lu Ping’s body still sat quietly inside. Now, her head was bowed, facing Xu Qing, resembling a loyal maid welcoming her master home.

Looking around, Xu Qing found the scattered coffin lid not far away.

Picking up the lid, he looked at the Twin Coffin in front of him but didn’t plan to enter immediately. He closed the lid, clasped his hands together, and lifted the coffin out of the pit.

Xu Qing tried to store it in the Mountain and River Map, but it didn’t respond.

He didn’t know if the Twin Coffin took up too much space or if the Mountain and River Map couldn’t contain space-transporting artifacts.

Seeing he couldn’t store it, Xu Qing simply carried the Twin Coffin on his back, then opened his Qi Observation Skill, found a direction with slightly thinner Yin energy, and began to run.