TRYMBPIETM 142: When I went in the Past (24)

The young man in the red robe decisively gave up on merging with the dragon vein, completely disregarding the fact that the dragon vein was still being eroded by resentment. With a cold expression, he shook off the encroaching gray mist and left the cave directly.

He was no longer alive in the earthly sense; leaving the cave would not hinder him in any way.

Through the tangled rocks and soil, he returned to the surface. Following the guidance of fate, he quickly found the entrance to the moving tomb.

A group of actors was crowding outside the door, shoving and arguing. He took a second glance and noticed that some of Xing Su’s ghostly energy had not been retracted, still lingering on an ordinary human named Fu Wenan.

He paused for a few seconds, silently.

No wonder, after triggering the mark, Xing Su’s reaction was not particularly intense. With his power not fully recovered, Xing Su’s strength would be slightly weaker than at his peak, but at the same time, he wouldn’t be as easily controlled.

“No wonder Chi Qingzhou still has the energy to trouble me…”

The young man in the red robe smiled strangely, his eyes full of gloom.

It was his oversight. He had forgotten that Xing Su still had the option of not fully recovering his power for the time being.

Although Chi Qingzhou had shown great concern over Xing Su’s power earlier, was it all just a misdirection in the end?

He had calculated countless times, yet had never discovered Chi Qingzhou’s scheme. It seemed that he had underestimated Chi Qingzhou, which led him right into the trap.

“But it’s fine.” He retracted his gaze and, amid the noise of Chi Qingning angrily calling Fu Wenan a fool, he walked back toward the tomb’s main gate with an increasingly eerie smile. “If I can’t survive, Zhou Zhou, you are my only friend. It’s only fitting you accompany me to the grave.”

The young man in the red robe raised his right hand and lightly pressed it against the stone door of the tomb.

Without karmic ties to the tomb’s owner, even though he was a deity, he still couldn’t enter the tomb directly.

He was skilled in Star Divination and understood the reason why Cheng Shang chose this place for seclusion. He also knew that normally, he would need to find a way to create another “key,” but now, he had lost his patience.

The young man in the red robe stopped smiling and coldly stared at the tomb door. He raised his right hand high and slapped it down with force.

With a loud bang, the door cracked open, small stones and dust falling down, and the entire tomb trembled.

The array set behind the door and along the corridor was activated, and thick malice mixed with curses poured out from the crack. Upon touching the young man’s sleeve, it vanished as quickly as snow meeting the sun.

The young man in the red robe expressionlessly raised his hand again and slapped the door.

With an indifferent tone, as if explaining something to someone, he said, “After all, I’m an old expert in Star Divination. I have some privileges in this regard; I hope that’s understandable?”

Of course, no one would answer his words.

Not far away, someone noticed the mysteriously shattered door, but didn’t see any creatures nearby. They couldn’t help but show a panicked expression.

A hoarse male voice shouted something to the people around, while many others shouted haphazardly, all retreating in fear.

The young man in the red robe seemed to ignore these noisy sounds, once again slamming the stone door with force.

Amid the sharp sound of cracking, the heavy stone door suddenly collapsed, and a cold wind blew out from the corridor. The direction of the heavy rain in the sky became chaotic, and the crew members screamed and fled in all directions.

The chaotic sounds drowned out the young man’s muttered words.

“I thought it would take some effort to open this door, but I didn’t expect… the tomb owner’s power to be almost suppressed to its limit.”

He laughed again, looking up at the star formation at the top of the corridor and walking into the tomb.

“Zhou Zhou is purifying his bloodline, huh? Thanks to you, this door opened so easily. Now I can meet my new friend so soon, Zhou Zhou must be especially happy, right?”

His smile became even more joyful.

“What a coincidence. I’m so happy to meet you so soon, Zhou Zhou.”

…

The young man in the red robe’s happiness was something Chi Qingzhou didn’t know or particularly care to know.

But right now, he was quite happy.

He could certainly hear the commotion outside the tomb.

However, whether it was him or Xing Shuangzhan, neither of them really cared.

The ghost deity coming to find them was something they had anticipated. At this speed, it was already slower than they had imagined.

Perhaps Ah Ting and Ah Yu were already close by.

Xing Shuangzhan calmly released Chi Qingzhou, who smiled lazily, seemingly unconcerned. In the entire tomb, only Cheng Shang seemed a bit worried.

Xing Shuangzhan glanced at his expression and couldn’t help but sigh.

“Qingzhou, you shouldn’t take these risks.”

The power Xing Shuangzhan had been collecting for the past few months had, to some extent, been tainted by the god’s influence.

With Chi Qingzhou’s condition, he wasn’t suited to come into contact with such mixed energies. It would have been better to push him away earlier.

Chi Qingzhou said nothing in response.

The red-robed young man’s power was indeed pollution to his brother Su, but it wasn’t necessarily the case for him.

Being chosen to bear the blame by the other party itself meant their powers came from the same source.

How coincidental, right? He was deeply connected to him through fate. By using the bloodline purifying formation and system as a channel, the emotions he collected would transfer to the other party, and his power would naturally shift to him as well.

After all, formations are a cyclical process.

Chi Qingzhou felt the power filling his meridians and gave a knowing smile.

He felt great.

Since he was ten, he hadn’t felt this good.

His gaze fell on Xing Shuangzhan, tilting his head and intentionally saying, “Brother Su, the risk you’re talking about, does it refer to him controlling you for a while, and then you kissed me?”

In fact, the power of his new friend was even absorbed by him because of this brief intimacy. As a result, Xing Shuangzhan had completely freed himself from the tainted power, and Chi Qingzhou gained quite a few benefits.

Chi Qingzhou stretched out his voice, “Wow, that sounds really scary.”

Helpless Xing Su: “…”

Standing on the side, Cheng Shang: “Pfft.”

The red-robed young man: “…”

The space grew quiet.

A few seconds later, the young man suddenly exploded, shouting angrily, “Chi Qingzhou, I’ll kill you!!”