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The loud music was blaring in Lin Miaomiao's house, accompanied by the swaying of students from JZ Normal University. However, it was late at night; what could possibly be worth such excitement?
Lin Miaomiao was wearing a casual home outfit and teasingly looked at me, "Yin Zheng'an, is Drunken Hero fun?"
"Not fun," I replied gloomily. What a joke! I almost lost my life there; how could it be fun?
"What’s going on with you guys? Causing a ruckus?"
"It’s my birthday today, so I invited some classmates over to celebrate. I wanted to invite you too, but Niu Hong took Sister into the city and went to Drunken Hero. I didn’t want to disturb your enjoyment." Lin Miaomiao seemed a bit tired, leaning against the doorframe with somewhat sleepy eyes.
"Do you know who that girl is?"
"Not interested." Lin Miaomiao turned to leave.
"That's my apprentice, named Shaoming."
"What?" Lin Miaomiao suddenly turned around, looking at me in surprise. "You have an apprentice? When did you take one?"
"Not long ago; the landlady of Red Bean Affection introduced her to me. I couldn’t refuse."
"When did you get so close with the landlady of Red Bean Affection?"
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I hadn't seen Lin Miaomiao in a long time; I didn't expect her to become so aggressive.
"I'm not talking to you anymore. There's no one upstairs, right? Can I go up and rest for a while?" I definitely couldn't stay downstairs, especially with songs like 'Apple' and 'The Most Dazzling Folk Style' playing; it would be hard not to lose my mind.
"What's wrong with you?"
"My internal energy is uneven, my qi is chaotic and my spirit is weak. Yin Zheng'an, what’s wrong with you?" At that moment, Wang Ni walked out.
"Nothing much, there was a little problem with my Dantian. Oh, by the way, I need to continue taking leave."
Although I still had the identity of a student at JZ Normal University on the surface, the days I actually attended classes were few and far between.
"You're taking leave again?" Wang Ni, who was still officially my homeroom teacher, needed to approve my leave: "What are you going for this time?"
Wang Ni also knew that it was most likely because of Uncle Xing's mission.
"Sigh, you probably won't believe me, but I'm going Tomb Raiding this time." I said helplessly, "Does anyone have a shovel? Am I the only one going?"
"Tomb Raiding?" Lin Miaomiao looked at me: "I have a copy of Grave Robbers' Chronicles over there, do you want it?"
"No thanks." Are you crazy? What use is that? I'm not going down to dig up artifacts; I'm going to save someone!
"You’re going down into a tomb?" Wang Ni asked: "Is it the Blood Cultivation tomb in Xi'an?"
"Yeah, Lin Zhao seems to have gone missing after he went down, and I need Blood Cultivation as support right now." I briefly explained the situation; there was nothing I could hide from Lin Miaomiao and Wang Ni.
"By the way, tell Niu Hong that the Red Bean Affection's phoenix is injured. He should check on it more when he has time." After giving my last instruction, I took the keys Lin Miaomiao gave me and went upstairs.
Not wanting to intrude into the girl's bedroom, I just found a comfortable spot on the couch in the living room and draped on the Azure Flower Robe.
Ever since my magical power turned Azure, I had felt somewhat out of control using it; this feeling only disappeared once I put on the Azure Flower Robe.
Azure magical power is quite rare; most magical powers are golden in color. Only Masters above Great Immortals gradually have their magical power turn white. My magical power must be due to my strange magical power operation trajectory.
Since ancient times, Taoism has regarded circles as perfect and rarely designed with triangles; thus, the triangular distribution of Azure Flower points forming the magical power operation trajectory in my Dantian was something I had never heard of before.
However, since it was arranged by my master, it must have its significance.
To be honest, my Dantian right now is like a ticking time bomb. I can barely keep it under control, but if the Three Drops of Essence Blood suddenly become uncontrollable, my Dantian will explode in an instant.
I hadn't had time to adjust my internal energy before. Looking at the clock, there are still about three hours until dawn.
Not wanting to waste any more time, I focused my energy into my Dantian and directed my consciousness into it.
In the room, as Yin Zheng'an began to adjust his internal energy, unusual changes started to occur.
First, a suffocating pressure spread throughout the room; at the same time, flames suddenly erupted from Yin Zheng'an's shoulders and the top of his head as he sat cross-legged on the sand.
The flame on his head was Azure, while on his shoulders, one was Purple Gold and the other pure gold, resonating with the Three Drops of Essence Blood in Yin Zheng'an's Dantian.
A man has three fires, and now, Yin Zheng'an's three fires had undergone extraordinary changes.
As Yin Zheng'an gradually began to breathe evenly, the flames on his shoulders and head rose and fell with his breath, repeating this cycle.
Gradually, each of the three flames revealed a phantom.
Within the Purple Gold flame appeared a roaring Pixiu, while within the Golden Flame, a Peng Bird could be faintly seen rising.
The Azure Flame was the most peculiar; within it appeared a figure riding an Azure Bull.
The Azure Bull walked slowly, and the figure on its back raised a finger as if sketching something in the air.
"The Way of the Dao is not the true Dao."
Yin Zheng'an suddenly spoke aloud. The words flowing from his mouth were from the Tao Te Ching. Since the Tao Te Ching contains only a thousand characters, Yin Zheng'an quickly recited this ancient text that has been passed down through the ages. However, he did not stop there; he continued to recite various Daoist classics.
I awoke when I felt the first rays of sunlight shining upon me.
"Damn it," I seem to have dozed off just now? My throat feels really dry now.
I swallowed hard and got up, preparing to head downstairs.
There was no noise downstairs; it seemed that Lin Miaomiao and the others' party had ended. Sure enough, the living room looked like a crime scene.
Things were piled up haphazardly, and none of the people who had partied here last night remained. Red Boy was lying on his bed, while Lin Miaomiao was sprawled on the sofa that Red Boy had bought.
People in the city really know how to have fun!
I didn't disturb them and stepped outside alone.
I need to replenish my gear.
After all, if I'm going down into an ancient tomb, there's no need to dress too well, but I still need to have a set of prepared clothes. The Heavenly Bureau of Human Affairs doesn't have its own equipment department, but Sun God, that cunning merchant, has seized this opportunity to open a black market behind his phone store.
From standard equipment for the court to various universal magical artifacts from the human world, he basically has everything there.
However, the "black" in Sun God's black market refers to his unscrupulousness!
This is a god driven mad by poverty!
I casually bought a cup of soy milk and walked while calming myself. Before long, I arrived at Sun God's phone store.
Sun God holds a relatively leisurely position; in his own words, this job can support his retirement! His daily responsibilities are quite simple, so he simply opened a phone store near JZ Normal University to take advantage of those newly descended colleagues.
Sun God was already in the store early, enjoying a bowl of porridge comfortably.
"Brother Wen, long time no see."
Sun God turned around and showed a hint of panic on his face. After looking behind me to confirm that Red Boy was not there, he finally set down the porridge in his hand.
“Brother Yin, what brings you here so early?” His face was written all over with the word "shrewd merchant."
“I need to buy some equipment; give me a fair price.” I had seen enough of this merchant's tricks, and being polite would only lead me into a trap.
“Is that even a question? I will definitely give you the best price.”
I wouldn't trust him.
“Give me a Spring Knife, a bundle of rope, and do you have any air detectors? Never mind, that should come with the gear. Also, I need a compass, a Luoyang Shovel, and a sturdy camouflage suit.”
I didn't need to replenish food just yet, but I should take some time to draw more Talisman for emergencies.
“Alright.” Sun God agreed while writing in his notebook: “Brother Yin, what do you need these things for?”
“To go into the tomb,” I replied calmly.
“Do you want a Black Gold Ancient Blade? The material is good and quite sharp.”
Did he really think I was a Muffled Oil Bottle? I still had a Wakizashi and a Japanese Sword. Forget it; the equipment here is ridiculously expensive, so I’d rather not buy unnecessary items.
“Never mind, I have my own knife.”
“How about a Black Donkey Hoof? A Mokinjian Talisman? Or maybe a Pangolin Claw?” Sun God persisted with his recommendations.
These items must be just for show, I thought. Even if they weren't, would my Octagonal Taiji be useful? It’s made from Thunderstruck Peach Blossom Wood!
After thinking it over, I realized that I still had plenty of Yellow Talisman Paper, and I had items for Exorcism. As for weapons, ordinary weapons from the human world weren't very handy for me; mainly because they couldn't withstand much use.
Just think about it—what kind of creatures do I face? They are either Blood Demons or Zombie Bas. Hitting these things with a knife wouldn’t even make them flinch!
However, as I thought about it, I suddenly realized that I had indeed overlooked something.
"Brother Wen, do you have any Demon Blood here?"
"Demon Blood? What do you want that for?" Sun God looked at me, puzzled. "I have some, but it's not Essence of Blood, and it's not from high-level demons."
"It's nothing, just give me a few bottles; I have use for it."
The reason I wanted Demon Blood was simple: as bait! Isn't Blood Cultivation all the rage? Then Demon Blood is exactly what those practicing Blood Cultivation crave the most, right?
Sun God handed me seven or eight bottles of colorful Demon Blood. "This stuff usually doesn't sell; it’s not worth much anyway, so consider it a gift."
"Is that so?" I said gratefully. "Brother Wen, thank you."
"Hey, who are we to each other? By the way, Brother Yin, take a look at the previous items; everything's correct, right?"
I checked the list and saw no issues, so I nodded. "No problem."
"Then let's settle the payment; it's a total of thirty-eight thousand." Sun God smiled cunningly.
What the hell, it seems I've been tricked again.
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