Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 879 The Deceased

Chapter 879: Chapter 879 The Deceased

Seventh Master Tian became serious; he wasn’t a superpower user, but over the years, he had formed a kind of symbiotic relationship with the Tomb Qi here, hence he wasn’t affected by it.

Through the Tomb Qi, Seventh Master Tian sensed a trace of aura on Wen Wen that came directly from the tomb!

This person in front of him had definitely come into contact with the Northern Yin Emperor’s Tomb!

Wen Wen shook his head and said: "Who I am doesn’t matter. A beautiful girl stayed here with you for a night a few days ago and then vanished. Can you tell me where she went?"

The black eyes of Seventh Master Tian pointed towards Wen Wen: "Please leave, my place hasn’t been open for business for a long time, and there’s certainly been no girl staying here."

Behind Wen Wen, the gray-black mist began to stir, quietly approaching him.

As one of the only two Tomb Guardians in Lingyuan County, Seventh Master Tian was far more steadfast than Wang Dayi.

He hadn’t trained any new Tomb Guardians, simply because he had no descendants, and... he didn’t need them!

Seventh Master Tian, who had no kin, thought he would end his days by the hotel after going blind. An old blind man like him wouldn’t live long under such circumstances.

The nights here brimmed with deadly Tomb Qi; anyone consumed by it would fall into eternal ’Slumber’, with only local residents waking after the slumber.

Even though Seventh Master Tian was a native of Muyuan District, he had lived away for some time, so he could endure a bit longer than outsiders.

However, as he continued living here, he suddenly adapted to the night Tomb Qi, even able to control it to a certain extent.

Under the influence of Tomb Qi, Seventh Master Tian didn’t need to eat or drink to live healthily; he hadn’t felt aging since.

Even nourished by the Tomb Qi, despite his blindness, it didn’t stop him from engaging in normal activities.

Thus, he sat before the hotel all the while, guarding the Yin Emperor’s Tomb his way.

Seventh Master Tian didn’t like unnecessary killing, so when outsiders arrived, he’d advise them against staying overnight.

If they ignored his advice, they had other motives, meaning they were targeting the Yin Emperor’s Tomb for Seventh Master Tian!

Thus, anyone who insisted on staying was sent into an unawakable ’sweet’ slumber by the Tomb Qi at night.

This person before him had been confirmed to have touched the cemetery, so whether he agreed to leave or not, Seventh Master Tian intended to keep him here forever!

But before the mist could touch Wen Wen, a white mist rose up, forming a giant mist silhouette, a yard tall. The Giant lightly waved a fist, dispersing the surrounding gray-black mist.

On his way here, Wen Wen experimented on these gray-black gases several times, finding the Mist Box’s white mist most effective; with it, the gray-black mist couldn’t approach him.

This indicated that, at least by status, the gray-black mist was inferior to the Mist Box’s white mist.

After two failed attacks, the gray-black mist learned from the white mist, forming a gray-black giant, flamboyantly punching a military routine before the White Mist Giant, only to be shattered by a single hit from the Giant.

The gray-black mist was merely mist, no matter how dense or distinctive its shape was, and the White Mist Giant possessed true Upper Sequence power.

Seeing the Slumber Mist couldn’t affect Wen Wen, Seventh Master Tian panicked and immediately jumped up like a monkey, rushing back to the hotel.

The speed and explosive power of this seventy or eighty-year-old blind old man completely outperformed prime-age couch potatoes, even rivaling Master Ye in intensity.

But to Wen Wen, it was no different from slow motion. He was caught by Wen Wen after two steps, lifted by his collar, and pinned against the wall with several black Light Swords.

Initially, Wen Wen hadn’t intended to resort to force but wanted to negotiate. After all, the previous Tomb Guardian, Wang Dayi, was reasonable, convinced just after some ’ruthless persuasion.’

Once Seventh Master Tian moved against Wen Wen, he immediately realized this man was an enemy, possibly the one responsible for those missing, controlled and knocked out by Seventh Master Tian’s manipulation.

"I’ll ask one more time, where are my assistant and the other missing ones!"

"Don’t think being without kin and not fearing death means I can’t do anything to you. If you don’t tell me, I’ll blow up the Northern Yin Emperor’s Tomb right away and then take the corpses inside and cut them up to feed you!"

"I’m not a good person; I really can go through with this!"

Wen Wen certainly wouldn’t do such a thing, but after integrating part of Wen Li’s personality, his threats seemed genuinely fierce, resembling a deranged criminal, convincing anyone he could actually do something.

Upon hearing Wen Wen’s threat, Seventh Master Tian immediately panicked. He had devoted his life to the Northern Yin Emperor’s Tomb; he couldn’t let Wen Wen blow it up so simply.

Seventh Master Tian trembled and said, "The seventh room on the left on the first floor has a hidden door under the carpet, leading to the hotel’s cellar. The cellar is as spacious as upstairs, they are all there..."

"But even if you find them, it won’t help; they aren’t dead but have fallen under the Slumber Mist, never to wake again..."

Wen Wen sneered disdainfully: "You, who have died, can wake; why do you say they won’t?"

"I, died?" Seventh Master Tian paused, disbelieving Wen Wen’s words.

Wen Wen raised an eyebrow, tossing over a mirror: "Interesting, you seem truly unaware, so look for yourself."

The mirror floated before Seventh Master Tian, shattering his emotions instantly.

In the mirror, his eyes had rotted, oozing stinking fluid, maggots squirming within, skin darkened and covered in corpse spots...

No matter how you looked at it, he was merely a long-dead corpse.

"So, I died long ago... I always thought a blind old man like me wouldn’t live long."

Upon seeing his own face, Seventh Master Tian immediately recalled everything.

The residents of Muyuan District were long affected by the nightly Slumber Mist, so no one cared for the blind old man when he arrived, who starved to death by the fifth day.

On the sixth day, when Muyuan District folks planned to collect Seventh Master Tian’s corpse, he came back to life, appearing as a kindly old grandpa.

Though people in Muyuan District weren’t normal, they knew an old man suddenly coming to life wasn’t ordinary.

Yet they had no plans to inform outsiders, just making sure not to enter the hotel themselves.

Which explained why both groups seeking Tao Qingqing stopped before the hotel and finally left silently...