Chapter 48: 【Innate Archaeological Holy Body】

"Our cooperation with you, Daoist, is to prepare for a great archaeological undertaking!"

Lin Xian said sonorously: "It is to restore the truth of history, protect cultural heritage, inherit the wisdom crystals of ancient sages, and explore and verify the evolution and cultivation history of the myriad races. To spur future generations, it has major historical significance as a milestone."

"Archaeology?" Ye Fan coughed and whispered: "Isn't that grave robbing?"

"That is incorrect."

Mentioning the word 'grave', Duan De's expression changed. He was full of spirit, no longer the lecherous posture from before, but instead had a heroic bearing of pointing out the landscape. He said loudly: "Little friend is wrong. Robbing—pfft—archaeology is a great undertaking."

"How many predecessors and sages took divine materials and immortal ingredients into the ground, causing treasures to be covered in dust, unseen by future generations."

"Our mission is precisely to dig up these hidden treasures and let ancient miracles reappear in the world. This is a great act of merit!"

"The dead must make way for the living."

"Only the living can continue civilization."

Ye Fan couldn't help but click his tongue, shocked by Duan De. This guy was climbing the pole way too fast.

Lin Xian looked sideways, his eyes subtle. What a "the dead must make way for the living."

When the Ruthless Emperor perfected the "Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art," I'm afraid you had a hand in it too. What the Ruthless Emperor borrowed back then was definitely more than just the "Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Art."

One steals treasure from the grave, one steals corpses from the grave—you are the true ancestor of the Heaven-Swallowing lineage.

No wonder later on, you could wield half of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar.

Lin Xian pondered deeply, suddenly realizing that within some seemingly ordinary events, there was great karma. A drink and a peck, is it not predestined? Everything has a cause.

The reason he couldn't comprehend it was because he was standing too close or too far away. Only by reaching the true height could one glimpse the full picture.

Or, like now, walking closer and experiencing it personally, could one realize the subtle changes within.

"Does Daoist friend know my name, Duan De?"

Duan De was radiant, high-spirited, as if it were rare to meet someone with similar interests. He couldn't help but talk a bit more, excitedly saying: "Do you know my story?"

Lin Xian looked at Duan De's fat face and clicked his tongue: "No need to say more, your face is full of stories; you must be a Grandmaster of Feng Shui."

"Daoist friend, your judgment of people is truly accurate!" Duan De's tiger body shook, and he said excitedly: "I am the greatest ancient scholar in the Big Dipper cultivation world!"

"Ancient scholar? What a great archaeological scholar!" Lin Xian laughed and took the initiative to step forward, two pairs of powerful hands gripping each other tightly.

The two were like long-lost friends, shaking arms excitedly, without a trace of unfamiliarity.

At this moment, it was not an individual's progress, but the intersection and fusion of the Earth archaeological world and the Big Dipper archaeological world.

No one understood archaeology better than Duan De. This person is the reincarnation of the Underworld Emperor, condensing the Reincarnation Seal in his body, swearing to become an immortal after death, discussing the Dao with corpses, reigning supreme in graves, having experienced the Chaotic Ancient, Mythological, Primordial, and Desolate Ancient eras—a true old antique, an old mummy.

Lin Xian pondered, if he gave Duan De a bottle of Sequence 3 "Ancient Scholar" potion and sent him to another universe, how much power could this guy exert?

I'm afraid it would melt upon entry, and he could pull out the historical projection of the Desolate Huang Tiandi to counter-attack the Primordial Creator.

Duan De, on the other hand, was thinking that having an extra coolie when going into a grave, or even a scapegoat if things went south, wouldn't be bad.

"Yesterday's events died yesterday; today's events are born today." Duan De said righteously: "I am no longer a grave robber. I am a great archaeologist with a lofty ideal, taking the straightening of human progress as my duty, and reproducing true history through underground mausoleums."

Lin Xian readily agreed and praised: "Good, good, good. I happen to know of a few large graves; we can join forces now."

Ye Fan, however, still retained some of the moral civilization of an Earthling and hesitated: "Is doing this really okay?"

"The predecessors and sages have occupied all the resources, and we juniors are living bitter lives. Borrowing a little something from our predecessors now, what does it matter?"

Lin Xian coughed and said meaningfully: "You must know, the Holy Body is difficult to cultivate. It's fine in the beginning, but the Immortal Path is long. Every step forward requires ten times the consumption. Going on like this, constantly increasing at ten times the speed, let alone cultivating to the later stages, even cultivating to the middle stages would be an unimaginable astronomical figure."

"Breaking through to the Palace Realm requires 100 catties of Source; the second level of the Palace Realm requires 1,000 catties; the third level requires 10,000; the fourth level 100,000; the fifth level 1,000,000; and breaking through to the Four Extremities requires 10,000,000 catties of Source!"

"Ten million catties of Source!" Ye Fan's expression changed, and he immediately said sternly: "Adding bricks and tiles to the archaeological cause is my duty. Please, two seniors, you must take me with you."

"Holy Body, you are the Desolate Ancient Holy Body?" Duan De was suddenly shocked, re-examining Ye Fan. After a long while, he couldn't help but clap his hands: "The legendary Desolate Ancient Holy Body, wonderful, wonderful."

"The Desolate Ancient Holy Body is immune to all evil; its physique and blood energy have a natural, extremely strong resistance to all kinds of evil forces. It is truly the number one physique for robbing—ahem—archaeology!"

"Little friend, I, Duan De, am willing to honor you as the Innate Archaeological Holy Body!"

Dark graves have many evil spirits; sacrificing Ye Fan at a critical moment would truly be immune to all evil!

Lin Xian praised Duan De for his brilliance. He was worthy of being the reincarnation of the Underworld Emperor; even he hadn't thought that the Desolate Ancient Holy Body could be used this way.

"Ah!" Ye Fan was instantly dumbfounded. On his path of cultivation, because he required too many resources and couldn't cross the Four Extremities barrier, he was called the Desolate Ancient Waste Body by the world, but he hadn't expected to make great achievements in the field of archaeology.

Many years later, when facing the Emperor Tribulation, the Ye Huang Tiandi would recall that distant afternoon when Duan De brought him into the archaeology trade.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Master Lin Xian pointing the way, I might still be grinding on the path of cultivation? This invincible physical body, challenging the Great Emperor, is not bad, but for me, the archaeological cause can be even more vast.

"Daoist friend, do you have the address? Let's take action quickly." Duan De said excitedly, wishing he could show off his skills right now.

"Look, you're rushing again."

Lin Xian pointed to the light still flying all over the sky and smiled slightly: "The opportunity here hasn't ended yet."

"The weapons here are more precious and have more spirituality than the spiritual weapons outside. Let's wait a bit longer."

As they spoke, quite a few light rains flew over and landed at the feet of the three.

Quite a few cultivators rushed over, searching on the mountain peak, looking around from time to time, cursing: "Why is it all scrap metal, rubble, and dirt walls?"

"Bad luck, bad luck!"

"Let's go... wait..."

Several cultivators suddenly saw the spiritual weapon in Duan De's hand, revealing a hint of ferocity. The leading cultivator shouted: "Throw the weapon over, and we'll spare your lives."

Duan De and Lin Xian looked at each other and smiled, saying in unison: "Wonderful!"

Lin Xian was at the peak of the Divine Bridge Realm; although Duan De's realm was relatively low, he was the real reincarnation of the Underworld Emperor; and Ye Fan was the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, with an invincible physical body, able to take damage if he couldn't win.

How could a few ordinary cultivators be their opponents? In an instant, divine rainbows shocked the heavens; the robbery failed, and they were robbed instead.

Sacrifice a book, villain style. ===== CHAPTER 49 =====