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Even Long Xuan was no exception. He eagerly explored the dragon boat, looking around with great interest.

Shouldn\'t everything abide by the law of conservation of mass? How on earth does this boat mysteriously grow larger? He was puzzled and increasingly intrigued.

His passion is research. In his past life, he was a research fanatic, and any novel phenomenon would captivate his interest.

He was just curious about what kind of energy should be used in formations, and now he\'s become fascinated by spiritual artifacts as well. His interests are indeed many and varied, almost too much to handle.

After jumping aboard, Long Xuan directly sat at the stern of the boat and instinctively glanced behind him. This time, no one would be patting him on the shoulder, right? If there were someone behind the stern, they could only be a ghost.

At that moment, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and Long Ziyan sat down beside him.

A person who enjoys peace and quiet usually likes to sit in the corner, so her choosing to sit here was no coincidence.

After sitting down, she said nothing, quietly reading a book.

Long Xuan glanced at her book and realized it was the same one she had been reading in the silkworm chamber. The characters were strange, and he couldn’t understand them at all.

However, Long Xuan knew from his clone\'s memories what these characters were. They were divine script, a language belonging to the gods.

He didn\'t expect this senior sister to be a theology enthusiast, proficient in divine script, which surprised him.

It\'s important to know that this world has many myths and mythological relics, different from the previous world where myths were fabricated. Here, mythological stories are likely to have truly happened.

So mastering divine script is extremely useful. Long Xuan had just developed an interest in spiritual artifacts, and now he was also very intrigued by divine script.

He decided that when he had time, he would have his clone study divine script. It\'s always beneficial to have more skills, and mastering this language would surely benefit his future. Who knows, maybe one day a mythological relic would emerge, and it could be a great help to him.

Once everyone was seated, the dragon boat finally started, slowly rising for reasons unknown, and then flew off into the distance.

The dragon boat was very fast; it only took a day to reach their destination. By then, it was already dusk, and the sun was about to set.

They arrived just in time, as entering this deadly tomb was only advisable after sunset. Even if they had arrived earlier, it would have been pointless—they would just have had to sit around and wait.

By this time, a large group of Gu cultivators had already gathered here. This was a joint tomb-raiding operation by the seven major clans, with each family sending about a hundred people, totaling around seven hundred. The numbers were indeed large.

The Long Clan was the last to arrive; the other six Clan families were already present. Only the Long Clan was missing.

The sudden appearance of the dragon boat in the sky caught the attention of everyone present.

As the dragon boat slowly descended, several people immediately came forward to greet them.

“You Long Clan sure took your sweet time. Everyone’s been waiting for you. So it was you leading the team? No wonder! Did you drink yourself into a stupor again? Wasn’t it you who slept for three days at the Qian Clan restaurant last time?”

As soon as the Long Clan members disembarked, someone beside them made a sarcastic remark.

Long Xuan looked towards the source of the voice and saw a figure dressed in red with a phoenix embroidered on it, emanating the aura of a Spiritual Sea stage Gu cultivator. He suddenly understood. He had heard that the Long Clan and the Feng Clan were arch-enemies, always at odds wherever they went. Now it seemed to be true.

Hearing someone mock him like this, Long Lie became furious on the spot and roared, “You\'re talking nonsense! Which eye of yours saw me drinking? Obviously, the Long family is the furthest from here! I’ve flown all the way here, how much faster do you want me to be?”

“Besides, did I make you wait for me? You can go down to the tomb right now! You don\'t need to wait for me! I have no objections!”

Feng Yu glanced at the sun, which had not yet fully set, and dared not go down yet. Going down now would be courting death.

“Alright, everyone calm down. The tomb entrance time must be after the sun has completely set. It doesn’t matter whether you arrive early or late.”

At this moment, a Spiritual Sea stage Gu cultivator from the Shi family stepped forward to mediate.

Long Xuan looked and realized it was someone he knew—wasn\'t it Shi Jian, who had forced rogue cultivators to fight against the beast tide last time? When he saw him last, he was only at the peak of the Marrow Cleansing stage, and now, after a few years, he had transformed into a Spiritual Sea stage Gu cultivator.

As expected of a major clan’s Gu cultivator, his cultivation speed was indeed fast.

“I didn’t expect that after a few years, you’ve also reached the Spiritual Sea stage. Congratulations! Did they assign you to this mission just after you broke through?” Shi Jian walked towards Long Lie, laughing.

“There\'s no other way; I\'m a newcomer, so they said it was to train the newbies. Otherwise, I wouldn\'t bother with this errand.” Long Lie smiled wryly.

He suddenly looked at Feng Yu and loudly said, “Last time we bet on who would reach the Spiritual Sea stage first, you cheated and won an excellent Gu insect from me. How about we bet again this time? Let\'s bet on who will get the most spoils from this tomb raid. Do you dare to accept my bet?”

Upon hearing this, Long Xuan\'s eyelids twitched. Long Lie was really cunning; he was clearly setting a trap for Feng Yu.

Because in the last few tomb raids, the losses had been too heavy, so the various clans had jointly decided that only Spirit Gathering stage Gu cultivators could enter the tomb.

But the Long Clan played dirty, sneaking in a Marrow Cleansing stage Gu cultivator\'s clone. Who could outplay the Long Clan in such a bet?

Even though it was only a clone of a Marrow Cleansing stage Gu cultivator, its real realm was actually Spirit Gathering stage.

However, such loopholes would surely not be allowed. Otherwise, what if other families sent in a Gu King\'s clone? Even if that Gu King clone was only at the peak of the Spirit Gathering stage, its combat power would be worlds apart from an ordinary Spirit Gathering stage Gu cultivator. Once a Gu King\'s clone entered, it would be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with no one able to stop it.

Whoever accepted this bet would be unlucky. Now, it was just a matter of whether Feng Yu would fall for it. Long Xuan looked at Feng Yu, thinking there was a high probability he would.

Because this was a provocation. If you didn’t accept the bet, it would seem like you were afraid of him. This concerned face, and more importantly, the face of the entire clan. If you dared to back down at this moment, wouldn’t you be ridiculed by everyone present and called a coward?

If it were Long Xuan, he could thicken his skin and endure it, but if it were someone else, that might not be the case.

If the other Spiritual Sea stage Gu cultivators leading the other families couldn’t resist joining the bet, wouldn’t Long Lie be making a huge profit?

Wait, Long Xuan suddenly thought, if the Long Clan could sneak in a Marrow Cleansing stage Gu cultivator, why couldn’t the other Clans? What if the other families had the same idea?

This bet was risky.

He quickly covered his forehead with his hand and looked towards the camps of the other Clan families...