Simultaneous Time Travel: Inheriting Countless Legaisons of My Own

Chapter 7, Part 3: Water Mist Treasure Gourd

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan suddenly made his move, arriving in front of Jiang Qianyun with the gait of a dragon and the stride of a tiger.

The foundational martial art of the Feathered Ascension Sect is the Dragon-Walking Flying Tiger Step.

"Well done!" Jiang Qianyun was prepared, and with a sneer, he slammed his hands down on Jiang Yuan as if holding up a tower!

boom!

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and slapped Jiang Qianyun's head into his chest cavity, killing him instantly.

"What?!"

The middle-aged general was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out. Jiang Qianyun was already at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move.

Could it be that Jiang Yun has already reached the Divine Power Realm?

He immediately turned and ran away.

Jiang Yuan kicked up a stone, then threw it at the middle-aged general, instantly splitting his head open.

"I already said I can't distinguish right from wrong, how could I possibly let you escape?"

Jiang Yuan muttered to himself, "The premise of not distinguishing right from wrong is that the person is already dead."

The dead should be respected.

Amen.

Jiang Yuan wanted to perform a ritual to help the deceased, but since he didn't know any Buddhist supernatural powers, he gave up on the idea.

After killing the two men, Jiang Yuan found an elite soldier to lead the way.

"I know my good older brother quite well. He will definitely keep all the treasures for himself and put them in his safest secret room."

Jiang Yuan smiled.

He walked through the Jiang residence and killed Jiang Qianyun. Originally, there would have been some turmoil, but because of his considerable prestige, he managed to calm things down.

Now is the time to harvest.

Inside a sealed room.

Jiang Yuan told Fei He to wait outside, and then led Fang Han inside.

The secret chamber was very large, filled with numerous divine weapons, martial arts manuals, gold and silver treasures—all treasures collected by Jiang Qianyun.

However, Jiang Yuan and his companion ignored all of those and only looked at the two items placed in the deepest part of the room.

Ten bottles of Essence Pills and a black iron coffin.

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked to the Essence Pill. The pill was perfectly round and full of vital energy.

He took one out and tasted it. Instantly, a warm sensation spread from his stomach, filling his muscles and bones, making him feel very comfortable.

"No wonder everyone loves to eat pills. Pills are good, pills are wonderful. Once you eat one, you want to eat another."

Jiang Yuan sighed, saying that just this one Essence Pill was enough to satisfy him.

But if he were to eat the delicacies at Yu Shan Tang, he would need to eat more than a whole cow to barely feel full.

Fang Han looked on with envy. He had heard that in the Great Li Dynasty, there was a general who had treasured a bottle of Essence Pills for generations.

I would take it out and smell it during each banquet, believing it would improve my health, and then carefully put it back.

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly and tossed half of the Essence Pills to Fang Han. Fang Han was so surprised that he hurriedly put away all the treasures.

"Little Fang Han, eat more normal pills," Jiang Yuan instructed, "Don't eat people."

There are so many normal elixirs in this world, and opportunities abound everywhere, so why use the waters of the underworld to wash a human corpse and then refine it into an elixir to eat?

He finds it disgusting.

Fang Han was delighted, unaware of what this meant, because the spirit of the Yellow Springs Diagram on his body had not yet awakened.

Naturally, they also cannot use the precious Yellow Spring Water inside.

However, he was confused when he saw Jiang Yuan call people in to take away martial arts manuals, gold and silver jewelry, and divine weapons.

Only the black iron coffin remained.

Jiang Yuan also ordered people to cut off more than a dozen bamboo stalks and cut them into a stick that was thirty feet long.

What are they trying to do?

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Do you know what we're doing right now?"

Fang Han pondered for a moment and said, "Murder and arson."

...He only killed people, he didn't set fires.

Jiang Yuan said speechlessly, "They are grave robbers, and they even dig people's corpses out of their coffins. This is very immoral, so we must be extremely careful."

Fang Han seemed to be deep in thought, silently memorizing this knowledge, but who was Duan De?

Click~

At the top of the stick was a bright red key, one of the treasures Jiang Yuan had stolen. It reached into the top of the coffin and began to open the coffin lid.

The two held their breath and saw purple poisonous gas emanating from the coffin, corroding the stick.

Jiang Yuan's face turned green. It turned out that the knowledge about tomb raiding he had learned from novels was actually useful; tomb raiding often involved encountering traps.

Then his future tomb raiding career will face enormous challenges.

Because he only learned the ordinary aspects of tomb raiding, not the extraordinary ones.

Jiang Yuan sighed. After the poisonous gas dissipated, he and Fang Han went to the coffin and looked down at it.

Inside the black iron coffin lay a skeletal corpse, clad in a jade burial suit. The flesh had been completely corroded by the poisonous gas, so they couldn't tell whether the corpse inside was male or female.

On the other side of the coffin were three treasures.

A mirror, a gourd, and a... white egg?

"Why is there an egg here?" Jiang Yuan wondered. Shouldn't there only be burial items in the coffin? Could the egg be a burial item as well?

"Forget it, we'll each have one, whoever sees it gets one." Jiang Yuan shook his head and tossed the mirror with the blazing sun pattern to Fang Han.

He happily picked up the blue gourd. The gourd was very heavy, weighing over a hundred pounds. When he shook it, he could hear a gurgling sound of water inside.

"The Three Waters Mist Treasure Gourd." Jiang Yuan dripped blood into the gourd, and with a sudden realization, he learned the name of this treasure.

It is a low-grade magic weapon. Magic weapons can be divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and the most powerful supreme-grade.

The gourd can spray out three kinds of water mist, which can be hard or soft, and can transform into many divine weapons. Moreover, it is also extremely heavy and can knock other people's magic weapons off.

"What a treasure!" Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up; this treasure was clearly meant for him.

Because his other self is someone who has practiced the Rain Water Sword Technique, isn't that fate?

Meanwhile, Fang Han, after obtaining the Blazing Sun Mirror, was happily playing with it when suddenly the Yellow Springs Diagram on his body erupted with immense power.

The shadow of a dragon appeared, swallowed the Blazing Sun Mirror whole, and then shrank back inside.

Fang Han's eyes widened. "Where's my mirror? How could such a big mirror just disappear?!"

Jiang Yuan was also taken aback. He knew that the Yellow Springs Diagram on Fang Han's body could consume pure Yang magic treasures to restore its strength, which was why he gave the Blazing Sun Mirror to Fang Han.

But I didn't expect it to be eaten so quickly.

But so be it. The spirit of the Yellow Springs Map is knowledgeable and a living encyclopedia.

Its appearance is a good thing for both of them.

"Fang Han, ask that dragon if he knows what this white egg is?" Jiang Yuan asked.

If it wasn't a treasure, he planned to fry the egg and make it into a dish.

Although the elixir was good, he still wanted to eat natural, unprocessed food; that was a pleasure.

Fang Han scratched his head and said, "It didn't reply to the message."

Moreover, why wasn't Jiang Yuan surprised at all by his unusual appearance? Is it normal to have an unusual phenomenon these days?

"What? You read my message but didn't reply?!" Jiang Yuan's eyes were unfriendly; he disliked nothing more than reading messages but not replying.

"Tell it, and if it doesn't speak, I'll draw a pornographic picture in its likeness!"

Fang Han relayed his words to the spirit within the Yellow Springs Diagram.

But what kind of threat is drawing erotic pictures? He had never heard of such a thing.

Inside the Yellow Springs Map, a yellow dragon sneered repeatedly. What a joke! It was the spirit of a Dao artifact; it had never seen any kind of erotic picture before.

Threatening it with such words is to underestimate it.

Jiang Yuan sneered, "Then I'll lock it in a cave, put three burly men in it, and humiliate it severely for seven days and seven nights."

The dragon spirit Yan's smile froze for a moment, and he subconsciously tightened his buttocks.