Chapter 2 Revival

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:43:08
    Treading -

    In the dark forest, the surroundings were gray and foggy, like a hellish place, with remnants scattered around, and occasional roars that sounded like demons. Just listening to them sent shivers down the spine.

    I am truly cursed for the eight generations to have teamed up with you guys.

    In a certain part of the forest, a man in a black and red long robe was cursing loudly, but his right hand was always quick to press the handle of his waist sword.

    Following the man were three others, two women and one man. The man was casual and nonchalant, one of the women appeared obedient, while the other had a cold face, as if someone owed her millions.

    "Boss, don't put it that way. Accidentally entering the restricted area isn't all bad, at least we have the chance to gain some experience, right? That kind of opportunity is something many people dream of..."

    The careless man was speaking, when the leader of the group sternly looked at him and shouted, "Shut up! Do you have any right to talk about entering the restricted area? What kind of strength do you know about the mutants here? Any random mutant here could easily wipe us all out.

    Moreover, the head office is to investigate the blood demon incident in Qingsong Town. If we have no clues within a month, you, me, and our entire squad are out of a job.

    "Hehe, don't worry, boss. Qingyōu Sea is connected to the restricted area. As long as we find the sea, we can follow the direction of the sea back to Hanhai Empire... Look, that's the sea. It's truly a blessing in disguise..."

    "Hmm? What's that? Glistening with gold, could it be, gold?"

    The man suddenly let out a 'ee' sound, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. The obedient girl suddenly raised her head and her eyes seemed to see stars when she saw the gold-covered coffin standing steadfastly on the coast.

    "Boss, it's pure gold. The gold is real"

    The obedient girl hurried forward, her fingers gently tapping on the golden coffin, repeatedly confirming that it was indeed made of real gold.

    The man also rushed forward, examining the golden coffin from all sides, and then wrapped his arms around the coffin body, "Boss, it's made of pure gold. We can make a fortune if we bring it back."

    "You guys..."

    The boss helplessly rubbed his forehead, cursing and complaining, "I must have done something wrong in my previous life, otherwise how could I encounter such a bunch of guys like you in this life..."

    He was just complaining when he saw the man and woman behaving like idiots, bouncing up and down and yelling and screaming. The boss's corner of the mouth twitched, and he began to think about leaving those two with abnormal brains behind him and going off alone.

    "Roar"

    A roar broke the lively atmosphere and brought the head's thoughts back quickly. He shook his powerful body, nervously drew out his sword from his waist, and in terror turned around. Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise.

    The most unwelcome event finally came to pass.

    A mutant has appeared.

    The weakest mutant has a strength of at least Sixth Grade, and most mutants have tough skin and hard muscles. Breaking through their defense is as difficult as climbing Mount Everest for ordinary Sixth Grade cultivators.

    Among the four present, the strongest was the man referred to as 'boss', who was only a Seventh Grade warrior. Not to mention killing a mutant, just surviving in a fight with one would be a luxury.

    Mutants, after all, are beasts. As long as their aura does not falter, there is still a chance to survive. The hearts of the four individuals were in their throats, but their intense survival instincts compelled them to stay shocked, pressing their right hands onto the sword hilt while staring intently at the mutant. They then took one step at a time slowly retreating.

    As long as they could retreat into the sea, there was still a chance of survival.

    However, just when the four of them retreated to the golden coffin, they suddenly heard a piercing rumble from within the golden coffin. The thick gold coffin lid shuddered slightly, and a fist imprint appeared on its surface. Around the imprint, cracks gradually formed.

    The sudden loud noise caused the originally alert mutant to go into a frenzy. It pounded its chest with both hands, stamped heavily on the ground with its feet, and charged at the four individuals in a headlong rush, like a flood beast.

    "Damn it"

    The fierce assault frightened the four slowly retreating group into white faces. The boss shook his mighty body, but as an experienced warrior, he managed to maintain some calm in the face of such a situation. He drew his sword and prepared for battle... more accurately, he had already made up his mind to fight to the death.

    But, his underlings did not possess such strong mental fortitude. At the mutant's roar, their legs immediately gave out, and they fell to the ground unable to rise again.

    Teammates are unreliable, this time it's truly a death sentence.

    Boom

    Another loud and piercing rumble echoed, and the thick golden coffin lid was propelled forward with great force, landing in front of the mutant in a flash.

    'Pa' - in an instant, the mutant's head was explosively blown apart like fireworks, with blood spraying everywhere, staining the entire grayish-dirty ground.

    The sudden scene shocked the four who had just prepared for death.

    Drop.

    A pair of hands slapped down on the opening of the golden coffin, spewing out rolling white smoke from the casket. The youth in a white robe slowly emerged from the golden coffin, emitting puffs of white mist from his mouth, looking like a divine being banished to earth.

    "Is this... am I alive again..."

    Chen Mo clenched and unclenched his fists in front of his eyes several times, attempting to awaken his physical functions. His eyes scanned the surroundings, and then he was astonished to discover that he had actually emerged from the coffin.

    "I've been reborn from impure soil? No, no..."

    Chen Mo shook his head immediately, "I should have been reborn, but..."

    He remembers that he was heavily injured by Ye Liangchen's five sword strokes, and then a sword to the throat. Although he does not know what happened after his death, but he also guessed that his family members would have made a coffin for him.

    "It's a golden coffin too... Hmm... It should be a work by Ao Tian."

    "By the way, since I have been resurrected, it means that I have understood the hints left by her without realizing it. Hahaha, Wu Xin, you really are a clever little thing."

    Thinking of that delicate, weak, timid, shy, and cute girl named Liu Wuxin with her sweet voice, the pain inflicted by Ye Liangchen on her before was instantly cured by a significant amount.

    Chen Mo's ear twitched slightly, and he suddenly sensed a few figures stealthily approaching his back. He turned around abruptly, looking at the four people with a strange expression. The two men were unfamiliar; he had never seen them before.

    And the two women, one tall and one short, the tall one had long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall, her facial features were neat and regular, her appearance was quite good. However, she had a cold and stiff expression.

    "Su Yumo?"

    Chen Mo called out tentatively; the Su Yumo he knew was disfigured, and he had never seen her true appearance. Three hundred years had passed; she should have recovered her looks by now. Though he couldn't be sure of the person's identity, he still tried his best.

    "You called my name?"

    The cold-faced woman blinked curiously and asked.

    It seems she's not Su Yumo... Chen Mo shook his head and looked at the demure girl next to the cold-faced woman. She was of average height, with shoulder-length short hair, a slightly chubby face, and innocent, cute eyes blinking away. She looked rather adorable and a bit clumsy.

    "Xiao Douding?"

    Chen Mo called out tentatively again.

    Upon hearing this, the demure girl's eyebrows furrowed instantly. "You're the little bean, and your whole family are little beans."