Chapter 239

The owner of the coughing sound was Han Duo, with a few strands of fresh blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, extremely weak. Judging by appearance, she had no visible wounds, yet her whole body was listless, her face showing a flush that did not match her illness. Obviously, she should have had her injuries suppressed by QingSongShu's divine eye ability.

"Your goal has been achieved; the money you promised me should be given to me now, right?" Han Duo struggled to support herself to stand, stepping step by step to Yang Shouyi's side, and stretched out a hand toward her.

This crazy woman, at this point, can't she not love money so much? I admit, I have once again refreshed my understanding of Han Duo in my heart.

She, seriously wounded, was like a begging pug dog on the street, pitifully stretching out a hand toward Yang Shouyi, full of hopeful expectation that Yang Shouyi would feel sympathy and give her alms. Since childhood I've heard the saying 'wealth brings death, birds perish for food,' and this saying has been fully exemplified in Han Duo.

"Okay, I'll give you, I will definitely give you!" Yang Shouyi again revealed a "kind" smile, slowly turning his back to Han Duo.

At this moment, however, a terrible premonition rose in my heart; this premonition was merely a feeling, yet it caused my mind to react in an instant, lunging toward Han Duo.

Almost the instant I touched Han Duo, Yang Shouyi swiftly turned around; a moment ago he was still smiling affably and approachable, but this second he did not hesitate to raise his gun and pull the trigger at Han Duo.

With a puff, blood spattered; although the bullet did not hit Han Duo's chest, it struck her shoulder, and fresh blood burst forth like a blooming lotus.

At this moment, Ri Hui, who was guarding beside Han Duo, rose in anger, charging toward Yang Shouyi. Ri Hui seemed not an ordinary soldier, sharing deep feelings with Han Duo. Even though I had placed a Soldier's Seal on it, its heart still yearned for Han Duo. When Han Duo was wounded, it immediately rushed toward Yang Shouyi without regard for anything.

I hoped Ri Hui could attack Yang Shouyi, at least to create chaos for me, so we could seize the opportunity to counterattack.

But the next instant, my pupils dilated completely, and my mood shifted from anticipation to shock.

Because, in a very short moment, Yang Shouyi drew a floral sigil, and with his palm he fiercely struck Ri Hui's body. Instantly, a thunderclap rang out from the flat ground; this was the Palm Thunder of the Great Holy Sect.

"It's you," the exclamation escaped my shocked lips as Ri Hui dissipated, and at that moment a nearby guard kicked my abdomen, once again pinning my arms, pointing his gun at my head, rendering me immobile.

Yang Shouyi's aura surged rapidly, no longer that of a refined gentleman; his entire figure expanded, becoming like a heaven‑toppling, earth‑standing giant.

This aura was the same as that of the person we had fought before, and Yang Shouyi also used the Palm Thunder of the Great Sound Sect, revealing the identity of the third mysterious person.

"Xiao Hui..." Han Duo, lying on the ground, struggled to rise, roaring that she would fight Yang Shouyi to the death.

"Yang Shouyi, you have betrayed trust and abandoned righteousness; you said that if I led them into the Yang family tomb for you, you would give me three hundred thousand, and now I have done so—why did you still kill Xiao Hui, why?" Han Duo gazed at Ri Hui's dissipating form, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Shut up; now you're still thinking about money—do you even have a life left to spend it after I give you the money?" I shouted a curse at her. Damn, how stupid this woman is—she knows all the secrets of the Yang family tomb, and she thinks Yang Shouyi would willingly let her leave the tomb alive?

As soon as my words fell, Yang Shouyi fired a shot at Han Duo's left shoulder, and the struggling Han Duo, who had just managed to rise, collapsed again at his feet. She cried out for Xiao Hui, straining to grab forward, hoping to seize Ri Hui's dissipating form. But Palm Thunder is the greatest bane of all mountain spirits and ghosts, and moreover both she and Ri Hui are wounded—there's no time left to collect souls.

I don't understand such a woman; looking at her pitiful appearance, I feel sympathy, yet also think she brought it upon herself. If it weren't for her greed for wealth, her soldier Ri Hui would not have dissipated. Everything is cause and effect; the pitiful inevitably have something hateful—who else can we blame?

"Enough, don't harm another innocent life. Aren't you after the gold medals? I'll open the Three Slaughters Seal for you!" Kneeling on the ground, Yang Shouyin roared furiously at Yang Shouyi.

Yang Shouyi's gun, aimed at Han Duo's forehead, finally lowered slowly, and he did not pull the trigger again. He glanced sideways at Yang Shouyin, gave his subordinates a look, and said, "Help him over."

Yang Shouyin trembled all over, being dragged and supported by the guards to a table.

After taking two breaths, Yang Shouyi coughed twice, reached out toward Yang Shouyi and said, "Take off the jade pendant from your chest."

"What do you want my jade pendant for? Do you still intend to use this jade pendant to continue the lineage?" Yang Shouyi sneered: "You have already died without heirs."

"The ancestors' coffin was cut off by the descendants of Master Lu Ban; the key is the two yin-yang fish jade pendants, one on you and the other on me." After glancing at Yang Shouyi, Yang Shouyin sighed gloomily: "The Yang family's secret has in fact always been kept by the two of us. Father never regarded you as an outsider."

Yang Shouyi merely gave a cold snort, slipped the jade pendant from his neck into Yang Shouyin's hand, his face showing no change.

Yang Shouyin combined the two jade pendants, inserted them into the gap of the large table, and then began to play Sudoku.

Actually this is not Sudoku but the Nine Palaces grid. The Eight Trigrams and changing lines; playing Sudoku on the Nine Palaces, the method of Sudoku originates from the ancient Qimen Nine Palaces. The Yang family's ancestors were very clever, laying out the Nine Palaces grid in the tomb; anyone ignorant of its sequence would likely be killed by the tomb's mechanisms with the slightest move.

However, as the direct descendant of the Yang family, Yang Shouyin clearly knew each step of the Nine Palaces grid. As the grid took shape, Yang Shouyin gently twisted the yin-yang fish jade pendant, and instantly the square large table began to open with a swish.

I had always thought this was merely a large bronze table, but unexpectedly it is the sarcophagus where the Yang family ancestors rest eternally—no wonder that upon reaching the tomb's depths, aside from a few luminous night pearls for illumination, nothing else had been seen; it turns out the Yang family ancestors were so ingenious as to have made the coffin into a square copper table.

"You all go in and move the things out," Yang Shouyi commanded us harshly, glanced at everyone with a hint of doubt, and muttered softly, "I don't know if it's heavy enough."

Helpless, I and Pangzi could only crawl into the coffin, bit by bit moving the east fruit out.

"And you all, including you, get inside as well," Yang Shouyi ordered, pointing at Yang Shouyin.

Yang Shouyin glared at Yang Shouyi with bloodshot eyes: "You're crazy, this is the ancestors' coffin; you want us to stand on it—aren't you making us trample the ancestors?"

The coffin interior was filled with heavy burial objects such as jade, gold, and silver; although the coffin looked spacious, aside from the central skeleton that had turned to bone, the surrounding space was completely occupied by these burial goods. Pangzi and I entered the coffin with utmost caution, daring only to step on the gold and silver around the edges, not to offend the Yang family ancestors in the middle. Now Yang Shouyi letting everyone step inside undoubtedly means he wants us to crush that skeleton into powder.

"Well, what ancestors? Just a corpse that won't die!" Yang Shouyi didn't even think, walked in, grabbed the Yang family ancestors' corpse, and flung it out of the coffin.

With a bang, the Yang family ancestors' white bones turned completely to ash. Then, Yang Shouyi, disregarding Yang Shouyin's roar and anguish, hefted him and threw him into the Yang family coffin.

Except for the injured Han Duo on the ground and the deranged Ye Qi, everyone else crawled into the Yang family coffin, moving the burial items out one by one.

"Is that Wang QingSong?" Yao Wenju, cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced toward QingSongShu while moving things; QingSongShu merely nodded lightly, indicating assent.

I had heard of the fame of the Dharma Sect's Southern QingSong, but now it seems that seeing him falls short of hearing his name." Yao Wenju hooked his nose, putting on a mocking smile.

Pangzi was about to flare up, wanting to retort Yao Wenju with a couple of sentences, but QingSongShu merely waved his hand, smiled, and let Pangzi continue moving things; he paid no attention to Yao Wenju's nitpicking.

The burial objects inside the coffin were gradually removed. Yang Shouyi paid no attention to the glittering gold and silver or the translucent, lustrous jade; instead, from the removed burial items he picked up two ancient-looking boxes.

The two gold plates of the Wu Mu Legacy should be inside these two boxes.

After Yang Shouyi obtained the boxes, he began to laugh wildly without restraint.

"The Yang family's final secret is now in my hands; I don't see how the Yang family can make a comeback. This century‑old clan is destined to turn to dust, destined to……hahaha" He laughed maniacally, triumphantly spinning a few circles.

But soon his laughter cut off abruptly. A long whip swished through the air, binding the box held in Yang Shouyi's left hand. In the blink of an eye, Yang Shouyi's left-hand ancient box ended up in someone else's hand.

It was Han Duo; this is her waist‑worn divine spirit halberd. Taking advantage of the moment Yang Shouyi relaxed his guard, she used the whip to snatch away the ancient box in his left hand.

After snatching the box into hand, Han Duo's figure flashed, and she extremely quickly dove into the hole I had just fallen from. When everyone came to their senses, they only saw the bloodstain from where Han Duo had been injured and bled just before, but Han Duo herself had completely disappeared..