Chapter 244: Yi Xiaochuan, Itachi Have Illegally Remained in the Mortal Realm for Two Thousand Years

A few days later.

Simu finally delivered the last batch of clients safely home.

After delivering the last client, Simu returned to Rojie’s side, ready to search for the Dragon Emperor’s tomb together.

Rojie looked at his dusty, weary appearance and asked:

“Aren’t Itachi going home for a visit?”

“Didn’t Itachi say your home is nearby?”

“Itachi could even bring your disciple along.”

Upon hearing this, Simu’s expression instantly turned serious.

He waved his hand: “No, no, no—this is too dangerous.”

“My disciple Jiale is young and inexperienced; if he goes to the Dragon Emperor’s tomb, he’ll either cry from fright at the terracotta warriors or get trapped in a mechanism.”

“I don’t want him taking this risk.”

“I’ve already written him a letter saying I’m away on business, telling him to stay home and not wander off.”

Rojie nodded: “Alright, Itachi’re the master—Itachi decide.”

After a pause, he added: “Do Itachi even know where the Dragon Emperor’s tomb is exactly?”

Simu looked confident: “Of course—Dragon Emperor is Qin Shi Huang.”

“It’s definitely in Xianyang!”

Rojie raised an eyebrow: “Xianyang’s huge—how can Itachi be sure of the exact location?”

“Should I find some tomb robbers to help?”

Simu immediately waved him off: “No, no, no—those guys aren’t reliable.”

“If Itachi ask them to dig a tomb, they’ll end up digging into your neighbor’s cellar.”

“And once inside, they’ll ransack everything—take even the coffin nails.”

Simu slapped his chest: “When it comes to feng shui and locating tombs, I’m the professional.”

Rojie smiled and nodded: “Alright, then it’s up to Itachi.”

…

Soon, a month later.

Rojie and Simu wandered through a desolate wasteland for three full days.

Wind and sun beat down; swarms of mosquitoes swarmed around them.

Simu held his compass, pacing back and forth on the ground, muttering under his breath:

“The dragon vein converges here; earth qi surges upward—there must be a great tomb three li ahead!”

Rojie stared at him skeptically: “Is this real? Can Itachi actually find the place?”

Simu patted his chest in assurance: “I’ll definitely find it!”

“This is the authentic Maoshan lineage feng shui technique.”

“This is the spot—dig down, and Itachi’ll surely find the Dragon Emperor’s tomb.”

Hearing this, Rojie wasted no time—he grabbed Simu’s arm and activated a earth-dodging technique.

More precisely, it was the Heavenly Gang Technique's Five Elements Great Evasion.

A few seconds later, they appeared inside a deep underground palace.

Simu glanced around, grinning triumphantly: “I was right—this is the Dragon Emperor’s tomb!”

Rojie nodded: “Hmm, Itachi’ve got some skill after all.”

Rojie patted his shoulder: “Let’s go—we’ll find the Dragon Emperor and revive him.”

As the two prepared to delve deeper into the palace, a dark shadow flashed like a ghost, a glint of cold steel aimed straight at their throats.

Simu jumped in fright, nearly dropping his compass.

But Rojie didn’t even lift his eyelids—he casually swatted the air.

“Slap!”

The shadow was instantly flung backward, crashing into a stone pillar with a muffled groan.

Simu stared in shock: “Is there still someone alive in the tomb?”

Rojie shrugged: “Yeah, means we’re not the only ones here looking for terracotta warriors.”

“Probably another tomb robber.”

He turned his gaze toward the fallen figure, narrowing his eyes.

The next instant, he froze.

Because in the original plot, the guardian of the Dragon Emperor’s tomb should have been Zi Yuan’s daughter.

But this man lying on the ground was clearly male!

Rojie frowned: “Who the hell is this?”

“How did he even get in here?”

The man rose from the dust, wiped blood from his lip, and glared coldly at the two:

“Who are Itachi?”

“How dare Itachi trespass into the Dragon Emperor’s tomb!”

Rojie rolled his eyes: “Who cares who we are—who are Itachi?”

The man stood up, straightened his clothes, and spoke firmly: “I am the tomb guardian.”

“My family has been ordered to guard this tomb for two thousand years—no outsider may enter the Dragon Emperor’s tomb.”

Hearing this, Rojie’s interest immediately sparked.

He studied the man closely.

He wore ancient attire, his hair neatly tied, his face bearing an odd sense of weariness, his eyes tinged with melancholy.

“Huh?”

Rojie stared harder—he felt a strange familiarity.

This wasn’t…

Li Xiaoyao?

No.

It was Yi Xiaochuan!

The Yi Xiaochuan from *Mythology*!

Rojie instantly understood.

This world really was a chaotic multiverse!

Qin Shi Huang, terracotta warriors, alchemists, female ghosts, zombies—all mixed together wasn’t enough; now even the protagonist of a time-travel drama had shown up!

He couldn’t help but sigh.

So Qin Shi Huang was basically the ultimate cuckold?

Zi Yuan and Yu Shu had both given him green horns.

Meanwhile, Yi Xiaochuan was cautiously studying the two.

Rojie’s power was terrifying—he’d flung Yi Xiaochuan across the chamber like a kite into a stone pillar.

Every bone in his body ached; he suspected he might have broken something.

Yi Xiaochuan ventured cautiously: “Who are Itachi?”

Rojie suddenly spoke: “Itachi’re Yi Xiaochuan, right?”

This surprise attack left Yi Xiaochuan stunned.

How could anyone in this era know him?

He’d spent years locked inside the tomb, barely interacting with anyone except Zi Yuan and her daughter.

Could it be…

Was he Gao Yao’s man?

As he scrambled through wild thoughts, Rojie spoke again.

His tone turned grave, as if delivering a verdict:

“Yi Xiaochuan, Itachi have illegally remained in the mortal realm for two thousand years, violating the yin-yang order and disrupting the cycle of life and death.”

“I now formally notify Itachi: Itachi are to be taken back to the Underworld for investigation.”

With that, he turned and waved to Simu:

“Go on—arrest the illegal immortal.”

Simu stared blankly: “Huh?”

“Illegal immortal?”

“Itachi can arrest people for that?”

Still, he quickly pulled out a talisman, chanting as he prepared to act.

Yi Xiaochuan was utterly horrified.

So he’d just run into a yin official?

But weren’t yin officials supposed to be dead?

Were they so broke down in the Underworld they came down here to earn extra cash?

Yi Xiaochuan quickly composed himself and spoke: “Wait—this is a misunderstanding.”

“I’m just… just…”

Luo Jie cut him off: “Itachi just don’t want to die, right?”

“Do Itachi think hiding in the underground palace will let Itachi escape life and death?”

“Wake up! Your name was already crossed off the Book of Life and Death!”

“Do Itachi think being an unregistered soul will let Itachi escape punishment?”

Yi Xiaochuan frantically stamped his feet: “I haven’t even been born yet—I’m not an unregistered soul!”

Luo Jie sneered: “Come on, come back with me to the Underworld and drink a bowl of Meng Po’s Soup, then be reborn.”

Si Mu added from the side: “Don’t worry—the Underworld is short-staffed right now. Itachi can apply for a permanent position.”

Yi Xiaochuan was on the verge of tears: “Can’t I report someone else instead of being dragged back?”

Luo Jie smiled at that: “That’s just like Itachi.”

“Go on, who are Itachi reporting?”

(End of Chapter)