strictlysupreme Chapter 31 The Museum Blows Up
Chapter 31 The Museum Blows Up
"My little darling, you're so disobedient." Yun Yao's expression darkened slightly.
As soon as Yun Yao finished speaking, Su Yuchen's fist stopped in front of her nose, and the sharp wind from the punch ruffled the stray hairs at Yun Yao's temples.
Su Yuchen wanted to move forward, but found that he couldn't move at all.
This move again!
"Despicable." Su Yuchen stared intently at Yun Yao, his expression displeased.
Yun Yao wasn't in a good mood either. It was like fireworks falling from the sky, which hadn't even amazed her for a few seconds before suddenly turning into a cesspool explosion, which was both disgusting and repulsive.
In the shadows, Yun Yao looked at Su Yuchen with a mocking smile on her face.
"Su Yuchen, you're asking for trouble. Let me tell you, you can't escape this."
As Yun Yao's slightly sinister voice fell, the room lights suddenly turned on. Apart from the antique bed, there was no trace of her presence in the room.
Su Yuchen regained his freedom of movement. He looked at the messy sheets from the fight, his expression inscrutable.
……
Under the cover of night, a white light streaked across the dark sky, heading straight for Wolong Mountain.
After the storm, the once beautiful and serene Wolong Mountain had lost its former glory. The rain was still drizzling, and the mist rising from the mountain added a touch of mystery to the place.
Yun Yao stood on the mountaintop, the raindrops around her automatically avoiding her; her nobility could not tolerate the slightest taint of worldly dust.
Yun Yao coldly swept her gaze across the sky, only to see the dark clouds above her head quickly disperse. With each step she took, a patch of clear sky appeared, but the drizzle around her continued.
"Is this never going to end?" Yun Yao's tone was slightly cold.
As soon as she finished speaking, the rain seemed to provoke her, and began to fall even harder.
Yun Yao's brows furrowed with impatience. She had already condensed a ball of milky white gas in her hand. With just a small movement, spiritual energy surged throughout Wolong Mountain, and a strong wind arose.
Almost instantly, the rain stopped not only in Wolong Mountain, but throughout the entire city of Nanxun.
They could clearly sense Yun Yao's anger, and further provocation might completely enrage her.
Almost instantly, the rain stopped not only in Wolong Mountain, but throughout the entire city of Nanxun.
The people of Nanxun City found it strange that the weather today was so unpredictable. It would rain as soon as it was supposed to, and it would be sunny as soon as it was supposed to. One second it was covered with dark clouds, and the next it was a starry sky. Even the night breeze felt more comfortable.
Unbeknownst to anyone, the air pressure on Wolong Mountain was at freezing, creating an oppressive atmosphere. Yun Yao showed no trace of her ethereal beauty; instead, she exuded a violent aura, her eyes bloodshot, making her appear somewhat terrifying in the night.
"You think death will end everything? Situ Miao, do you know your crime?" Yun Yao walked towards the tomb entrance that had been cleared out. With each step she took, Wolong Mountain trembled.
"You've illegally set up evil formations and indiscriminately killed innocent people. Your crimes are enough for me to dig you out of your coffin and crush you." Yun Yao stood in front of the tomb door, coldly looking at the tomb door carved with a five-clawed golden dragon.
Yun Yao lightly lifted her fingers, and four rings slowly rose at the four corners of the tomb door. With a flick of her wrist, a silver iron chain, about the thickness of a human thigh, shot out from her sleeve, hooking directly onto the four corners of the tomb door and slowly pulling it upwards.
The tomb door reopened, and the mechanisms inside started working again. But as soon as the opening was made, countless short arrows shot out from inside.
Yun Yao vanished in a flash.
The dark, damp underground exuded a foul stench, causing Yun Yao to frown. She moved swiftly and found the main tomb chamber in a short time.
Yun Yao looked at the pure gold coffin, with red and black evil energy constantly emanating from the platform, and sneered inwardly.
"So that's where you got your power. You've hooked up with those shady characters. Situ Miao, three people have died and dozens have been seriously injured because of you. Do you think you can still lie here peacefully?" Yun Yao walked towards the golden coffin.
She had clearly withdrawn her offensive today, so why did it still alarm the Heavenly Dao? She had been puzzled before, but after looking at Situ Miao's tomb, she discovered the clue.
That's utter nonsense about the Yuan Tan era's mastery of witchcraft! It was clearly that scoundrel Situ Miao who had ulterior motives and was manipulated! Whenever any descendant tries to take his tomb, an evil array will activate to naturally eliminate everything for him.
The excavation of ancient tombs is a natural act, yet he, for his own selfish gain, caused so many deaths! What a despicable Emperor Yuan Tan!
Yun Yao looked around the tomb chamber, lit a fire with her fingertips, and placed it on each oil lamp, instantly illuminating the entire tomb chamber.
"Situ Miao, didn't you want to wait here peacefully for your chance to be reborn? Too bad, I won't let you have your way." Yun Yao's voice sounded terrifying in this cramped space.
Those who offend Yun Yao either die or go mad. When the Ancestor is truly enraged, even if you die, she can make you regret ever being born.
……
Su Yuchen spent the entire night unable to sleep at the hotel, while Yun Yao, who had stormed off in anger, busied herself at Situ Miao's tomb.
The Nanxun City Museum was bombed early the next morning.
The curator looked at the tens of thousands of precious artifacts that had appeared overnight, and even... there was even a pure gold coffin parked in the museum lobby.
That's not the most shocking part. The most shocking part is that each item in the collection has a detailed label: a colored screen from the Yuan-Tan period, a sacrificial tripod from the Yuan-Tan period, a gold mirror from the Yuan-Tan period...
And also, Emperor Yuan Tan!
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines when they looked at the pure gold coffin.
"Quick! Go and invite all the experts!" the curator said excitedly.
Yesterday's sudden disaster injured many archaeological team members, and they were all taken to the hospital by the government for treatment.
When the museum staff came to the door, all that could be heard in the ward was a constant groan.
"Experts, could you please authenticate the artifacts from the Yuan-Tan period?" The messenger was quite old and didn't know much about the artifacts in the museum's hall; he was simply following the curator's orders to invite the experts to authenticate them.
Upon hearing the words "Yuan Tan period" again, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat and lowered their heads.
Wolong Mountain is such an eerie place. Even if they love archaeology, they shouldn't risk their lives like that!
“The artifacts from the Yuan-Tan period are all in the tomb. We are willing but unable to help, elder brother, you should go back!” Wu Chen sighed.
The old man seemed puzzled by their dejected appearance and, without thinking, said, "What do you mean 'in the tomb'? They're all in the museum now! Overnight, the museum gained tens of thousands of treasures, all from the Yuan Qin period, including a gold coffin... something about the Yuan Qin Emperor!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he noticed that everyone in the ward was staring at him, as if they had seen some kind of treasure.
"During the Yuan-Tan period, old man, is what you're saying true?" Cheng Mingkuan's voice suddenly rose.
"Of course, why would the old man lie to you?"
Looking at the museum staff badge hanging around the old man's neck, their doubts were largely dispelled.
Upon hearing that it was from the Yuan Tan period, those who weren't seriously injured all jumped out of bed, hurriedly dressed, and rushed towards the museum.