Chapter 68

Guibugui took a deep breath in the direction of the palace and gritted his teeth, saying, "The incense has burned out, which means we can go in..."

With the old man's words, the group of bandits immediately became excited. Without waiting for Guibugui to speak, these dozens of bandits rushed towards the palace like a swarm of bees. However, once they reached the wooden bridge, they stopped. Each of the thirty or forty bandits took out their tools, short and long, and began prying at the gold and jade decorations on the bridge.

When the bandits started running towards the palace, Guibugui did not stop them, intending to use them as pathfinders. He wanted to see how they would react once they rushed in, but he did not expect that these bandits, accustomed to being mountain bandits, could not ignore the treasures before their eyes. Even the small leader, who ran the farthest, only reached the other end of the bridge, wielding a small knife and glaring at the two golden lions at the bridgehead.

In just a moment, their bags were bulging with gold and jade. Guibugui and his two disciples watched them without any intention of urging them to explore the palace. Guibugui's face darkened, and he said to his two disciples, "Aren't you two going to go in and pry something out for the New Year?"

The elder Guibugui smiled and said, "We don't need to do it ourselves. There are rules on the mountain. As long as it's the people on the mountain, we get a share in any business. We get two-tenths of any gold or jade."

Seeing that his two disciples did not understand his meaning, Guibugui fell silent. He had a spell to detect the situation inside the palace, but it required using his cultivation technique. He now regretted using up all his immortal energy in Liaoxi County. If he had known, he would have saved some for now.

"Have you ever seen anything truly valuable used to pave a bridge?" Guibugui, who had lived for hundreds of years, quickly regained his usual smile and called out to the bandits on the bridge, "The palace is right ahead, and the treasures inside are a thousand, ten thousand times more valuable than what you have here. If you fill your bags now, what will you do when you enter the palace?"

These words had an effect. After Guibugui spoke, the bandits stopped their work. Some hesitated and then dumped everything they had collected on the ground, picking only a few pieces of particularly fine jade, leaving the rest on the bridge. It seemed they had truly listened to Guibugui and were preparing to travel light.

To encourage the bandits, Guibugui also led his two disciples onto the wooden bridge. As they walked, he said to the bandits, "Your two chieftains said that everyone has contributed today. Besides the ginseng doll, which we all need to become immortals, the other treasures in the palace belong to whoever finds them. This time, there's no need to split the profits. If this deal goes through, you'll not only achieve immortality but also earn enough to live for thousands of years. What are you waiting for? The valuable treasures will be taken by others if you don't hurry. Why are you still standing there? Run inside!"

As the old man spoke, the bandits' hearts began to race, and they started turning towards the palace. When Guibugui finished his last word, the bandits almost simultaneously took off, sprinting towards the open palace gates.

Guibugui's two disciples also wanted to follow, but before they could take a step, Guibugui grabbed them. The old man whispered, "There's something strange inside the palace. Let them go in first to explore. You two don't follow and cause trouble."

The two disciples were stunned. However, after a moment, they ignored their master's words and simultaneously shouted to the bandits who had already entered the palace, "Stop! Don't run in, come back!" Strangely, the bandits inside the palace seemed not to hear. They scattered in all directions, and in a moment, they vanished without a trace.

Seeing the bandits disappear, the two disciples turned to Guibugui and asked, "What's strange inside? Will they be okay?"

Guibugui, surprised by his two grand-disciples' concern for their subordinates, looked at them and said, "If it has really been turned into a tomb by Yan Aihou, there shouldn't be any danger..."

Hearing Guibugui's hesitant words, Guilai and Guiqu could not hold back. They broke free from Guibugui and ran into the palace. The old man, fearing for their safety, followed closely behind. The three of them entered the palace one after another.

Upon entering the palace, Guibugui's body stiffened, and he heard a buzzing in his ears. His breathing became more rapid. Since becoming immortal, he had never felt this way. Entering the palace was like entering another world, and the feeling was not pleasant. His legs gave out, and he fell to his knees.

However, Guilai and Guiqu did not seem to experience the same. They entered the palace and began searching the area, calling out names, "Dasha, Laoer, where are you, you bastards! Come out!"

No matter how much they shouted, there was no response. After a while, they turned to Guibugui, who was still on the ground, eyes rolled back. The two disciples were startled and rushed to help him, one patting his back and the other pressing his philtrum. After a while, they managed to revive the old man.

Guibugui took a deep breath and immediately understood. He shouted at the two disciples, "Where are the things I prepared? Bring them over!" Guilai sighed, "Xiaosan is carrying them. If we can find him, your things won't be lost."

Guibugui, now remembering, struggled to his feet and said to the two disciples, "We were wrong! This isn't Yan Aihou's tomb. We need to leave, or it will be too late." As he spoke, he staggered towards the open palace gates.

The two disciples, unsure of what was happening and unwilling to abandon their brothers, hesitated about following Guibugui. Suddenly, there was a loud "bang," and the two open palace doors slammed shut without warning. Guibugui, who had reached the door, collapsed to the ground.

Just as the two disciples were about to help Guibugui up, the tightly closed doors were kicked open from the outside. A young man, dressed entirely in white, walked in. He glanced at the fallen Guibugui, his lips curling into a smile. He said, "I knew you were hiding something from me..."

No one but Wu Mian could speak with such a sarcastic tone. However, as he spoke, he was suddenly taken aback by Guibugui's appearance. His brows furrowed, and he stared at the old man, "What happened to your constitution? Where did your immortality go?"

The two disciples helped Guibugui to his feet. He was surprised to see Wu Mian here and, after a moment, thought of something else, "Why do you seem fine? Why am I the only one who's suffering, even losing my immortality..."

Before he could finish, a faint green light appeared on Wu Mian's body, quickly spreading through his skin. But in an instant, a white light burst from within Wu Mian, and the two lights met. The green light, like snow under the sun, melted away in a blink.

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