Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

“Sisi—”

A sound of a tongue being spat out came from the side.

Beside Uncle Ming, a huge, striped dragon was coiled on a wind-eroded rock wall.

Its bright red tongue flicks out from time to time, its eyes filled with greed for its prey.

"Ah!" Uncle Ming cried out in fright when he suddenly saw the huge striped dragon.

Before he could even react, the enormous striped dragon pounced on Uncle Ming.

"Boss!" Seeing that Uncle Ming was about to die tragically in the mouth of the striped dragon, Peter Huang shouted loudly and then pushed Ming away.

He was about to perish together with the striped dragon.

"Ah Huang!" After being pushed away, Uncle Ming looked at Peter Huang, who was rolling around with the giant striped dragon, and couldn't help but shout.

"Quickly, save them!" Hu Bayi snapped out of his daze and suddenly unleashed his Yin-searching Claw.

Peter Huang was now entangled with the enormous striped dragon. If they didn't separate immediately, Peter Huang feared the dragon would bite his neck off and kill him.

The probing claw hooked onto the spotted dragon.

The enormous creature kept roaring.

At this moment, a figure wielding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade appeared, like a war god descending from the sky, and slashed the striped dragon across the neck with a single blow.

The long sword was cold and sharp, gleaming with a bright, icy light.

The blade slashed fiercely at the neck of the striped dragon, and the gleaming blade had pierced through about half of the dragon's neck.

However, this striped dragon, being a massive beast, was even more ferocious than the striped dragon that Wu Yutian had just killed, with thick, tough hide.

Even the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade in Wu Yutian's hand was unable to cleave it.

If the power of the Xuanwu Turtle-Snake were used, it would be possible to split the striped dragon apart, but since the striped dragon was entangled with Peter Huang, it would probably kill Peter Huang along with it.

Although Peter Huang was part of Uncle Ming's team, he was a man of integrity and loyalty.

If there was even a sliver of hope for survival, Wu Yutian naturally didn't want him to die like this.

In this critical moment, Wu Yutian remembered the "art of attracting bees and repelling insects" that he had learned before.

All that could be seen was a glass bottle in Wu Yutian's chest.

In an instant, a tiny, snow-white insect, about the size of a fingernail, slowly flew out.

This tiny insect is none other than the Poisonous God Ice within the corpse of this evil god's crystal, a demonic slave of this demon kingdom. If it were to come into contact with any living being... this Poisonous God Ice.

It will turn the opponent into a giant ice sculpture.

After the appearance of the Poor God Ice, Hu Bayi, who was standing to the side, looked at the snow-white little insect as if he had seen a ghost and said, "Dap Ghost Insect?"

"Mm." Wu Yutian nodded.

"Weren't they already killed by us with ginger water?" In Hu Bayi's memory, these Nianqiong Shenbing were already dead beyond any doubt.

“No.” Wu Yutian shook his head. “Ginger juice only numbs and paralyzes them, just like a person who drinks a few pounds of liquor will lose consciousness.”

"Over time, the ginger juice dissipated and some of them could revive. At that time, I used the method of attracting bees and repelling insects that I had learned to collect some of them."

"Moreover, the fireflies that Qiong Shenbing told you about are actually a type of insect."

"The energy within them can be converted into cold or fire substances, so they can be converted into each other as well as the 'fireflies' I collected before. However, if fully formed fireflies and iceflies are put together, they will destroy each other, so I store them in different bottles."

"I see." Hu Bayi nodded in agreement. "This is truly eye-opening!"

Uncle Ming helped Peter Huang up. "You scared me to death! What would Ah Xiang and I do if you died?"

“Don’t be afraid, sir.” Peter Huang said with difficulty, pressing the wound on his shoulder. “Brother Tian is a chivalrous and righteous man, and Uncle Ming, you and Ah Xiang are father and daughter. I think Brother Tian will definitely take care of you.”

"Really?" Uncle Ming looked back at Wu Yutian pitifully. Sure enough, Ah Xiang was already clinging tightly to Wu Yutian's clothes, treating herself as part of Wu Yutian's family.

“Ah Xiang is young and beautiful, and kind-hearted. She’s finally found a good home. But I’m just an old man. I’m a burden wherever I go,” Uncle Ming sighed.

"Uncle Ming, don't say that." Wu Yutian helped Peter Huang and Uncle Ming up at the same time. "Let me see Peter Huang's wound."

"I'm afraid I'm not going to make it." Peter Huang's eyes were filled with despair. He felt that his injuries were quite serious. If he were outside, he might not be considered seriously injured if he could get into a hospital, but here he was bleeding and losing nutrients, which was already fatal.

Wu Yutian's claim of abundant supplies was merely wishful thinking; even if he actually had a pack that could hold a cubic meter of goods, by the time they'd come this far, they'd probably only have a few canned goods left.

"Hmm. If it were an ordinary person, this injury would probably be difficult to heal here," Wu Yutian said with a grave expression.

“Is that so?” Peter Huang lowered his head regretfully.

“But we’re no longer ordinary people,” Wu Yutian said with a faint smile. “Have you forgotten our last grand feast?”

"The turtle meat?" Peter Huang also felt that although he had lost a lot of blood this time, he was not in a life-threatening situation.

“That’s right, I said it was called a ‘molting turtle’. It’s an old turtle that’s at least several hundred years old and has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.” Wu Yutian nodded and said, and the others also curiously gathered around. “Now that everyone has consumed the essence and blood of spirit beasts, they have vitality far superior to that of ordinary people.”

"So no matter what setbacks you encounter, never give up. Believe in yourself, and you will survive!"

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

Just then, Wu Yutian brought his palm close to Peter Huang's wound and activated the slow fire mode of the Nirvana Flame.

"Ah!" Peter Huang cried out in pain, then glanced at the wound, which had indeed scabbed over. "Was it really the effect of the spirit beast's essence blood?"

Chapter 140: Yak Blood Handprint

“Yes!” Wu Yutian nodded. “As long as everyone has the will to live, the effects of this spirit beast blood will be more significant.”

Of course, only the young man could tell at a glance that Wu Yutian had actually used a special technique.

It was the self-healing ability of the Nine Deaths Silkworm Divine Skill that helped Peter Huang suppress his wounds.

The effects of the spirit beast's blood essence are not yet that obvious. If anything, it's more of a psychological suggestion that gave Peter Huang renewed confidence to cheer up.

"Hey, Brother Tian, ​​Lao Hu, Staff Officer Yang, can you smell something fragrant in the air?" Just then, Fatty Wang suddenly said.

He spoke while smelling the aroma.

"Fatty, I think you're hallucinating from hunger."

Chu Yi joked, partly to relieve the tension. But at the same time, he was filled with vigilance, afraid that some demons or monsters might suddenly jump out of the city. "No, it really smells like something, it seems to be coming from over there," Hu Bayi pointed to the southeast corner.

Then everyone quickened their pace.

They arrived at a courtyard, where a large iron pot was set up with a fire underneath, and beef was simmering inside.

The crowd looked at each other, their faces turning pale.

Even Wang Pangzi, that gluttonous fellow, found the beef unappetizing upon seeing this scene. The Demon Kingdom had been destroyed for thousands of years, and Evil Luo Sea City had also disappeared for thousands of years, so why would stewed beef appear in this place, and freshly stewed beef at that?

Even Hu Bayi, who had seen a lot of the world, had never encountered anything so strange.

Chu Yi and Fatty ran into the house, then ran back out, shaking their heads at Wu Yutian and the others to indicate that no one was inside. Seeing Fatty and the others shake their heads, Hu Bayi had only one thought: this was absolutely unbelievable. Just then, Wu Yutian suddenly walked to the iron pot and scooped a piece of beef out of the scalding hot pot.

He smiled, "At least I have something to eat."

Wu Yutian didn't say anything, but he was actually starving. After all, even the most advanced humans need to eat.

"Wu Yutian, what are you doing? You can't eat this!" Shirley Yang was shocked to see Wu Yutian scooping the beef from the pot and preparing to eat it, and hurriedly stopped him. This pot of beef and everything here was too eerie. Whether it was made by a human or a ghost was still unknown, yet Wu Yutian dared to eat it; he was truly courting death.

Wu Yutian was taken aback. "Why can't we eat it? Don't worry, this stuff isn't poisonous. If you don't believe me, I can let you try it." With that, Wu Yutian picked up the beef bone in his hand and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

"Hmm, not bad. The only downside is that there's no seasoning. We should have brought some with us." Hu Bayi and his group were dumbfounded as they watched Wu Yutian devour the beef. They vaguely suspected that Wu Yutian might have known something beforehand.

No, it's not doubt, it's certainty.

Because in their eyes, Wu Yutian was definitely not the kind of reckless person. "Fine, you eat, I eat; at worst, we'll die together."

Shirley Yang said.

After saying that, she also used her hand to scoop a piece of beef bone out of the pot. She ate it in large mouthfuls, but her expression was almost as if she were eating poison.

Wu Yutian shook his head helplessly. She was clearly enjoying a delicious meal, yet she somehow managed to make it feel like she was sacrificing herself for a cause. At that moment, Hu Bayi and the others also came over, rolled up their sleeves, grabbed pieces of beef, and began to eat with gusto.

Only Ah Xiang, the little girl, still dared not eat, unable to overcome her mental hurdle. Just as they were enjoying their beef, a red light suddenly flashed in Wu Yutian's eyes again.

The strange and wondrous power within the Boundless Demon Eye suddenly intensified considerably at this moment. What caused this? Hehehe, Wu Yutian knew perfectly well.

Hu Bayi and his companions were absolutely starving; they devoured a huge pot of beef in less than ten minutes. They had no choice; they had expended so much energy earlier.

Dry rations are nowhere near as effective as meat; the amount of food consumed is completely disproportionate to the energy expended. Haven't you seen how perfectly healthy fat people have all turned thin?

Having finally managed to catch a meal of meat, as the fat man put it, "Who cares about the details? Let's solve our immediate predicament first." Everyone ate and drank their fill, satisfying their most basic physical needs.

At this moment, Wu Yutian strode towards the cave dwelling.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang exchanged a glance, and the others followed. Although the cave dwelling was low, its structure was similar to that of the old houses. However, at the depths, there was a heavy stone door.

The stone gate was slippery and greasy, covered with a lot of grease and other substances.

The most striking feature is a bloody handprint.

Hu Bayi looked at Fatty Wang, who avoided his gaze, seemingly afraid to look at Hu Bayi.

He had indeed come in, but he really didn't see that there was another door in this cave, nor did he notice that there was anything on the door.

There was also a bloody handprint.

After all, they had only come in to check if anyone was inside; they hadn't looked at anything else very carefully. To be honest, Fatty Wang was a little scared.

"These handprints were made with yak blood, I can confirm that." Chu Yi deliberately leaned over the stone gate and smelled it.

Having grown up in the Tibetan region, he is intimately familiar with every part of a yak's body.