Imperial Treasure
Chapter 159 - 121 Nothing at All

Chapter 159: Chapter 121 Nothing at All

Gong Jiu lunged towards the Ice Coffin, but was grabbed by the arm by Sui Yi, "Do you want to become a ice sculpture?"

Does a person who’s still on their period dare to touch something so bitterly cold? Sui Yi, clutching her arm, shielded Gong Jiu beside her, while continuously channeling Inner Strength into her body.

As her body warmed up, Gong Jiu regained some clarity upon reaching Sui Yi’s side and looked inside the Ice Coffin...

Her eyes immediately widened.

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Everyone was being drawn into the abyss of desire by the two words: resurrection.

And that great army, the moment the Ice Coffin was opened, had already roared into oblivion.

The ashes, forming a chaotically whirling vortex behind Sui Yi, and in front of her, a sandstorm-like mist.

Sui Yi just quietly looked into the Ice Coffin.

After a while, she heard a whoosh of wind from below.

It was Seventh Uncle, charging up like a madman... using hands and feet together, like the most savage beast, like the greediest and wildest prisoner, driven by desire, and now, he wanted that so-called Power of Resurrection.

Sui Yi felt an inexplicable sadness, profound sadness.

--Because there was nothing inside the coffin.

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Gong Jiu’s expression at that moment was like seeing the Chinese soccer team get sent off with a red card again, or watching little Japanese devils brazenly claim that Diaoyu Island is ours, the Northeast is ours, Beijing is ours...

That grief and indignation even made her period flow backward in an instant. Concentrating her energy to her dantian, she shouted at Seventh Uncle who was struggling to climb up.

"Old man, no need to come up... There’s nothing here!"

Sister, who’s going to believe you when you say that!

People like Lin Feng didn’t believe it either...

But Seventh Uncle had already pounced, and lying on top of the Ice Coffin, he looked inside incredulously...

"How is this possible, impossible..."

"It was clearly here... there was clearly the Power of Resurrection, clearly..."

Perhaps the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, which is why Seventh Uncle looked deranged, and then turned to glare fiercely at Sui Yi, his eyes as if he wanted to devour her.

"It must be you, it has to be you... you stole my Power of Resurrection, you... you deserve to die!"

It was hard to imagine such a frail body as Seventh Uncle’s could burst forth with such terrifying speed in an instant. The speed and force of his pounce took Gong Jiu by surprise and made her change color.

Sui Yi sidestepped Gong Jiu, her foot hooking the ground, shifting to the other side, parrying Seventh Uncle’s scratching with her palm, and the Blade Light of the Xiezhi Dagger in her hand was about to slice across his neck, but in that instant, Sui Yi’s movement still paused.

The Xiezhi Dagger rested against Seventh Uncle’s neck.

"Tell me, about my grandmother’s place..."

Just as Sui Yi’s voice dropped, there was a flash of trickery in Seventh Uncle’s eyes, and behind her, a shadow...

Whoosh!

Sui Yi shook off Seventh Uncle, her arm blocking...

Slash! Another sleeve was torn off.

Her arm now bore several claw marks.

Looking up, she saw a hateful and ominous creature emerging from the pond.

Seventh Uncle stood up, and the look he gave Sui Yi was fierce no matter how you looked at it.

Muttering to himself, "You want to know how to save your grandmother? It’s too late now, too late... anyway, everyone’s dead, it doesn’t matter if she’s added to the count, nor you."

Gong Jiu thought the old man had gone insane, and so did Sui Yi.

Lunatics are the most terrifying; they have no reason, no weighing of pros and cons, they act solely on instinct, and right now, his instinct was to kill Sui Yi and take the Power of Resurrection.

However, Sui Yi’s eyes deepened, too late?

Grandmother.

Moan~~~

Nine monsters, each one formidable and unbelievably fast, charged at Sui Yi under Seventh Uncle’s whistle...

Nine, what does that mean?

Gong Jiu rushed over but could barely stop one!

Flower Demon stopped the second one, the others...

Seven charged at Sui Yi...

Bang bang bang!

Slash slash slash!

Sui Yi’s arms were torn open in the blink of an eye, leaving several strips of flesh...

Blood was everywhere, dripping onto the ground.

"Sui Yi...!" In her panic, Gong Jiu couldn’t help but cry out!

A shout.

An arrow soared upward,

Whizzing through the air!

Piercing through the skull of a monster, Gong Jiu turned to look and saw Ah Guna at the bottom running at a frightening speed, almost leaping as he ran, nocking and loosing arrows as he did so.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Piercing, piercing, piercing!

His speed was alarmingly fast!

By the time he reached the seventh step...

Sui Yi was in extreme danger, with five monsters surrounding her...

As if to tear her apart and devour her.

And Ah Guna had one arrow left.

At that moment, Ah Guna knew he had two choices.

One was not to shoot the arrow, the other was to shoot it.

To shoot, there was only one arrow.

Who to aim at?

Which one out of the five?

An arrow pulled from the quiver, nocked on the bow...

Whoosh!

It was loosed!

Gong Jiu saw a flash of light before her eyes as the arrow headed for Sui Yi...

Thump!

It hit the target!

Seventh Uncle looked down at the arrow piercing his chest.

His eyes blank.

Meanwhile, the five monsters, as if they had lost their leader, grew weary and confused, dropping to the ground one by one.

Sui Yi, with her arms bloody and mutilated, took a deep breath as she watched Seventh Uncle slowly bleed from his chest.

"As a Guardian, you coveted the belongings of the Supreme, bred filthy creatures, defiled the Temple, you deserve to die!"

Ah Guna said this sentence with an expressionless face.

That tone, as formulaic as when he was lecturing Gong Jiu and the others earlier, but Sui Yi felt something different, just by looking at Ah Guna.

Suddenly!

Seventh Uncle lunged at Sui Yi... his hands grabbing Sui Yi’s throat...

A dying person would also have such a burst of strength.

"Give me the Power of Resurrection, it’s mine, mine..."

Caught off guard, Sui Yi was choked by him, his body moving backwards, and with a spurt!

The Xiezhi Dagger pierced his abdomen.

Spurt, Seventh Uncle spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood spraying on Sui Yi’s neck and face...

This scene was witnessed by Brother Ma and the others below.

"F**k, at last we got rid of him!"

For them, Seventh Uncle, an ambitious person, was much more sinister and evil than pure tomb raiders like them. After all, they only came in to find treasures and had never thought about harming anyone.

How could they compare to him? Nearly two hundred people from the three groups had been calculated by him, leaving only about thirty.

But for others, it wasn’t the same, like the person who rushed in from the entrance at this moment.

It was a man.

Brother Ma and the others were startled at a glance, almost losing grip of the guns in their hands...

"Damn it, this is..."

"He..."

Why does this man also have a ghost mask on his face?

Ghost mask...

Two Ghostface Men?

This Ghostface Man walked in, his footsteps slow, heavy, just looking blankly at Seventh Uncle who had been stabbed in the abdomen by Sui Yi.

His steps finally stopped.

Or rather, weakened.

Brother Ma seemed to hear him muttering a sentence.

"Father...."

Sui Yi’s face changed dramatically in an instant!

Father?

Then this person was... Seventh Uncle’s son?

The Ye Luanyun who had run away from home and disappeared for many years!

Seventh Uncle seemed to react a bit, turning his face with difficulty, looking downwards...

His breath suddenly gasped.

His body convulsed.

Detached from Sui Yi’s Xiezhi Dagger.

"I... I... resurrection.."

Thump.

He fell to the ground.

Ye Luanyun was stunned for a moment, then yelled out in rage, "Ah!!!!!"

That yell, it was mournful, resentful, painful.

Sui Yi felt the Xiezhi Dagger in his hand grow cold, while Ah Guna emotionlessly pulled an arrow from the head of a dead monster on the ground,

Loaded it onto his bow, aiming at Ye Luanyun below.

Ye Luanyun’s eyes were savage with bloody streaks, and as the arrow aimed at him....

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The five monsters on the ground, moved!

Boom!

As Sui Yi engaged in close combat with the monster in the pool, the Xiezhi Dagger in his hand was raised swiftly at a sharp angle, boldly thrusting towards its chest. His eyes swept over, but he suddenly widened them in shock.

This monster had hanging from its neck...

In an urgent moment, Sui Yi deflected the Xiezhi Dagger to the side....

Bang!!!

Sui Yi’s back struck against the Ice Coffin, his heart aching from the shock, as the monster from the pool pounced on him, its palm had long nails, like a nail clipper...

Thrust!

It brutally pierced Sui Yi’s chest.

The nails even scratched against the Ice Coffin, making a sharp cutting noise...

Gong Jiu and Ah Guna were both stunned.

Flower Demon and the others were no less astonished.

Sui Yi....

Ah... Sui Yi opened his mouth slightly, looking at the pool monster in front of him.

Around its neck, it still wore a pendant strung with a vine.

Below, the eerie and cold laughter of Ye Luanyun came through.

"You recognized it, right? This is Ye Zhang’s father, and also your grandfather in name... The feeling of being killed by your own grandfather must be awful, ah, I forgot, you’re not really a Ye family member, and you’ve never met Sixth Uncle... But you still couldn’t bring yourself to do it, so you deserve to die!"

Ye Luanyun, who was grinding his teeth in hatred, purely blamed his own father’s death on Sui Yi.

Indeed, in his eyes, it was indeed Sui Yi who had killed Seventh Uncle.

Now, he made Sui Yi’s grandfather kill Sui Yi himself. This could be considered the greatest revenge!

So he laughed with great triumph and madness.

Ah Guna’s arrow had already been shot out.

The extremely resentful Brother Ma rushed forward.

Feng Sha, enduring the pain, charged forward with his long knife....

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As the blood flowed out of his chest, Sui Yi seemed to recall the moment when he was brought back to the village by the old lady, still very unsociable, with the old lady holding him every night to sleep... Occasionally before sleep, she would also talk about her husband and would take out an old black and white photo, pointing at the tall, thin middle-aged man on the photo saying, "This is your grandfather..."

She repeated it for several years.

The middle-aged man in the photo was wearing such a pendant, a very ordinary thing, also a very ordinary jade, but it was what the old lady had given him back then.

"This was something I gave to him when I fell in love with him. My family was poor; it was the only dowry I had..."

The words of the old lady still lingered in his memory.

Actually, what grandfather did he have? The grandmother he mentioned was also someone picked up halfway through the journey.

No, it should be said he was picked up by the old lady halfway through.

Now, had his life been repaid?

Sui Yi let out a heavy sigh from his chest...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com) for recommended tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)