Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Oh, do you two gentlemen not want this dragon energy?"

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in the man's eyes.

"Dragon Qi?"

"Perhaps others want it, but we don't."

"As the saying goes, the layman watches the show, the expert watches the details. Do you think dragon energy is so easy to absorb?"

“The right time, right place and right people are both indispensable.”

Wuming waved his finger.

"Are these two gentlemen the 'Ren' you were referring to?"

Upon hearing this, the man laughed.

"It's fair to say, but only average."

"We also need someone with a strong enough destiny to bear this dragon energy."

Wuming nodded.

"Is your destiny strong enough?"

The man asked curiously.

"The emperor is the Son of Heaven, a true dragon. If one wants to truly be a dragon, one must be a dragon of the same kind."

"Otherwise, if one's destiny is not strong enough, one cannot withstand the power of this dragon energy."

Wuming smiled and said to the man.

"Does the gentleman mean that at least one warlord is needed to obtain the dragon's energy?"

The man's expression changed, and he said with a serious face.

"Hey, I didn't say that."

"You, if you're going to talk about fate, then talk about fate, why are you talking about warlords?"

"Are you saying that we two brothers aren't fast enough?"

Wuming glared, then grabbed Yang Feiyun, who was standing nearby, threw him a silver coin, and walked away into the distance.

However, the conversation between the nameless men reached the ears of everyone in the small tea stall.

With Wuming and Yang Feiyun's departure, the news spread instantly.

"Sect Leader, is it necessary to bring all the warlords in the world here? If we do, something terrible might happen."

On the roadside, Yang Feiyun said helplessly to Wuming.

"If there really are warlords who come because of such rumors, then they are dead and that's it."

Wuming shook his head and said.

"This will actually reduce the burden on society."

"With just a casual remark from the sect leader, the Cixi Tomb will likely be awash in blood."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but sigh.

"What, are you scared?"

"We are Quanxing, okay?"

"And it doesn't necessarily mean there will be bloodshed."

"After all, the various sects and factions won't just stand by and watch."

Wuming shook his head and said.

People in the cultivation world care about this matter more than those warlords.

At least from Jingming, he knew that Zuo Ruotong had begun to contact various sects and factions, determined to wipe him and Yang Feiyun out.

Through Quanxing's information channels, heretical sects such as the Medicine Immortal Society and the Five Poisons Sect also got involved.

At that time, there will likely be a gathering of heroes and jade in front of Cixi's tomb, and a good show will be staged.

"Let's go, hurry up and get to the site."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you if you can't cast the Seven Star Formation."

Wuming grinned and pulled Yang Feiyun to speed up their journey.

At least before Zuo Ruotong arrives, the dragon energy and formations inside Cixi's tomb must be activated and set up.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 179 Seven Stars Change Fate, Awaiting the Right Timing

"Sect Leader, this is Cixi's tomb. It is truly an exceptional tomb!"

"Look at the dragon energy gathering there, that old hag is still up to no good."

After a day and a night, Wuming and Yang Feiyun arrived at Cixi's tomb.

Just by looking at the mountain scenery, anyone who knows a feng shui principle can tell that this place is extraordinary.

"Ahem, death is a serious matter, let's show some respect."

Upon hearing Yang Feiyun's words, Wuming coughed lightly.

The emperor inside the Forbidden City is, in a way, himself.

"Sect Leader, you've come with me to dig up someone's grave, and you're still saying something like 'respect for the dead'?"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but shake his head.

Sometimes he seems a bit erratic, saying one thing and doing another.

But who can argue with the fact that this person is their sect leader and even more powerful than them?

"Ahem, who said we came here to rob tombs? We're here to defy fate and change the destiny of all living beings!"

Wuming glared at Yang Feiyun, then went directly to a certain location.

With a flick of his finger, the soil in front of him began to separate on its own, and soon a brick and stone tomb door appeared before Yang Feiyun's eyes.

Click!

Wuming raised his hand and waved it open, causing the tomb door to open directly.

"Wait a while before going in, let it air out."

Wuming beckoned with his finger, and wisps of breeze followed the tomb door and blew across the entire tomb.

"Sect Leader, this is all about feng shui. Aren't you afraid of disrupting the feng shui arrangement by sending air in?"

Watching Wuming's actions, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but speak up.

"It doesn't matter. Even if it's ruined, I still have a way to set up your Seven Star Fate-Changing Formation."

Wuming shook his head and counted on his fingers as he looked at the sky.

At this moment, a star in the northern sky was faintly shining.

"The right time, the right place, and the right people."

"This extraordinary formation that defies fate is not so easy to set up."

Wuming withdrew his gaze from the stars in the sky.

However, having the experience of helping Zuo Ruotong defy fate and become an immortal, as well as traveling to the future, Wuming felt that he could set up the Seven Star Fate-Changing Array.

As for who will be able to enter this formation, that depends on fate.

"Let's go, you can breathe normally inside now."

Turning his gaze away from the stars, Wuming nodded to Yang Feiyun beside him.

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun bowed slightly and then followed behind Wuming into the Cixi Cemetery.

At this moment, the Cixi Cemetery had become brightly lit the instant the nameless man opened the tomb door.

"Sect Leader, there seems to be something in here."

Yang Feiyun, following behind Wuming, surveyed the surroundings and then seemed to discover something.

"The last imperial tomb will naturally contain something."

Wuming nodded, then raised his hand and took an oil lamp in his hand.

"You've been watching us for so long by this light, don't you want to come out and see us for yourself?"

Wuming looked at the oil lamp in his hand and said.

"The expert should not make a move."

"I was only acting out of a sense of duty."

"After all, neither of you will inform me."