Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 253 - 0253: Blow it Up

Chapter 253: Chapter 0253: Blow it Up

Chu Feng exclaimed in dismay because he remembered that before entering, he had instructed Gu Zhong. If he hadn’t come out in fifteen minutes, they were to blow the place up.

Chu Feng didn’t want to play the hero, but he couldn’t endanger others either. If he couldn’t get out himself, then this place was really too dangerous. Besides, if he really died here, it was better that he died alone rather than having others buried with him.

Chu Feng didn’t know how long he had been mesmerized, but he figured the fifteen minutes must be almost up.

Chu Feng went over to the zombie’s side and quickly removed two of its bones, which were to be used for saving lives.

After completing all this, Chu Feng hurriedly returned.

When Chu Feng emerged from the tomb entrance, he saw Gu Zhong with a grief-stricken face, preparing to blow up the cave.

"That was close!"

Seeing Gu Zhong’s actions, Chu Feng muttered to himself.

"Brother! You’re alright!" Gu Zhong, seeing Chu Feng come out, was greatly relieved.

Chu Feng, relieved, said, "Brother, I’m fine. Let’s blow this place up, and use the high-temperature explosives."

For Chu Feng, it was better that the secrets below remained secrets forever. Otherwise, if someone really found any traces, it would probably be most troublesome for him.

"Brother Chu, did you find a solution?" Wang Teng asked eagerly.

Chu Feng took out the bones he had snapped off and handed them to Wang Teng, saying, "There’s a method to break the curse inside. Grind these bones into powder and have the poisoned person drink it."

"Brother Chu, is this really zom..."

Before Wang Teng could finish, Chu Feng said, "Brother Wang, we all know what this is about. Some things really don’t need too many people knowing. Besides, this is just a virus, and I merely found the antidote."

Wang Teng, having heard Chu Feng’s words, quickly nodded, saying, "I understand."

This matter was indeed not suitable for publicity, otherwise, if it spread, it would create a mess. By then, it would be uncontrollable, and he would be the one to suffer.

"Brother Wang, do as I said, use high-temperature explosives to completely eradicate this place," Chu Feng instructed.

Wang Teng nodded emphatically, replying, "Brother Chu, rest assured, I know what to do."

Although Fan Ting’an was tempted to go down and look, he ultimately restrained himself.

The bronze coffin, although hard to move, still melted and evaporated under thousands of degrees of heat, completely vanishing, and the secrets below would never be known to anyone again.

When Chu Feng and the others returned to the military camp, Wang Teng immediately secretly arranged for the bones to be ground into powder, which was then administered to the poisoned.

Sure enough, with the help of the bone powder, all those poisoned quickly regained their senses.

"Elder Gu, Elder Fan, I owe you both a great thanks this time," Wang Teng said earnestly.

Gu Zhong and Fan Ting’an both waved their hands, saying, "We didn’t really contribute much, the real problem solver here is Chu Feng."

Wang Teng turned to Chu Feng, also about to bow in thanks.

Chu Feng caught Wang Teng, saying, "Brother Wang, there’s no need for formalities with me."

Wang Teng nodded heavily, replying, "Hmm. Brother, I will remember this favor deep in my heart. Anytime you need help, just give me a call."

Chu Feng chuckled, "Then I have to thank you, Brother Wang."

"Grandpa, my concert is about to start so I can’t go back with you to see Grandma. You both take care of yourselves," Fan Xiaoxiao said, reluctant to part with her grandfather.

Fan Ting’an, with kindness, said, "Xiaoxiao, go ahead with your commitments. Grandma and I are in good health."

After a pause, Fan Ting’an glanced at Chu Feng and added, "Xiaoxiao, your boss is a good man, Grandpa is at ease with you following him."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Fan Xiaoxiao blushed at her grandfather’s words, a rare occurrence.

"Young friend, may I have a word with you in private?" Fan Ting’an asked Chu Feng.

Chu Feng quickly replied, "Of course, you can."

The two stepped aside, and Fan Ting’an said, "Young friend, I know my granddaughter’s temperament well. I hope you can take good care of her and be a bit more indulgent with her..."

Hearing Fan Ting’an’s words, Chu Feng was somewhat overwhelmed. It felt as if he was being given responsibilities like a groom from the bride’s family.

Although slightly uncomfortable, Chu Feng still responded, "Elder Fan, rest assured, I will do my best to protect Xiaoxiao."

Fan Ting’an nodded, then lowered his voice and added, "Young friend, can you tell me what exactly is inside that tomb?"

Eventually, Fan Ting’an couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked Chu Feng about the details of the tomb.

Chu Feng did not hide anything and directly said, "There is a Bronze Coffin wrapped in mahogany, a zombie, and some funerary objects."

"Mahogany-wrapped coffin! That’s the burial method of Pre-Qin Qi Cultivators according to legend! What a pity! It’s all been blown up; otherwise, it could have caused a sensation. It could have clarified a piece of history!" Fan Ting’an lamented upon hearing Chu Feng’s words.

Chu Feng said, "Elder Fan, sometimes it’s better for dangerous places to remain legends, isn’t it? After all, modern people should not be influenced by the ancient, nor constrained by legends."

Fan Ting’an paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You see it clearer indeed, young friend."

Chu Feng was right; preserving everything could indeed prove a piece of history. But such people like them would probably end up being completely bound with no freedom at all.

When Chu Feng and Fan Xiaoxiao got home, Fan Xiaoxiao also unexpectedly became docile. She voluntarily prepared a bath for Chu Feng, transforming from a lively spirit into the gentle lady of the house.

"Actually, I still prefer your original self," Chu Feng said as he watched the docile Fan Xiaoxiao, scratching his head.

Fan Xiaoxiao suddenly pressed herself against Chu Feng, using her bosom to rub against him, her eyes peachy as she said, "Boss, do you like me being the way I originally was?"

Chu Feng looked down at the enticing glimpse of white, unable to repress his arousal, and said, "Let’s stick to the gentle lady of the house, I’m going to take a bath now."

Seeing Chu Feng practically running away, Fan Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but giggle.

Upon entering the bathroom, Chu Feng sat in the bathtub and eagerly took out the Divine Sense Jade Scroll.

But now Chu Feng could only look at it, as he was drained of Divine Sense, temporarily unable to explore its secrets any further.

"Ding-a-ling-ling!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, the phone rang.

Chu Feng picked up the phone, and Huang Lan’s voice came through.

Huang Lan, for a change, spoke seriously instead of his usual teasing, "Chu Feng, was that tomb the one you ordered to be blown up?"