C82 No perhaps

Stimulation, very stimulation, very stimulation. There was probably nothing more exciting than this. What Changmen Niepo had never expected was that it would actually become this exciting. This simply exceeded his expectations. This was because he had never thought that he would be able to face the tomb alone, the tomb of a True Lord, and the tomb of a Exemplary Immortal that could easily cause one's soul to disperse if one were to enter!

Why did the Exemplary Immortal call him Exemplary Immortal, especially the first two words — Immortal Demon! These two words could not be any clearer, it could not be any clearer. To be able to add the words' immortal and devil 'to the True Lord Prefix, it must have happened ten thousand years ago … Putting everything aside, just the fact that Exemplary Immortal and her best friend had charged into the Yin World alone and caused a huge ruckus in the Yin Emperor Palace, was enough for him to guess a thing or two.

"You really want to enter?" Seeing that Changmen Niepo had taken the first step, Qing Ming could not help but pull him back, "Have you really thought about it?" It was not the first time he had asked that last question.

"Yes!" Changmen Niepo resolutely, decisively replied without hesitation.

"A mere Body Forging Sixth Grade and he barged into the Exemplary Immortal's tomb alone?" Qing Ming was still pulling on Changmen Niepo's sleeves, "Even if you had thought it through, or thought it through, don't tell me you don't know what's in Exemplary Immortal's tomb?"

"I don't know." Changmen Niepo answered without thinking, the same as before. In fact, Changmen Niepo really didn't know what was going on in there.

"Stop pretending, brat. Stop acting dumb with me. You know what I mean." Acting dumb was one of Changmen Niepo's unique skills. He said that no one would dare to sit on the crown of the throne.

"Sigh." Changmen Niepo looked at Qing Ming who had a face full of worry, and then looked at Exemplary Immortal on the other side. Although he could not see what exactly the expression on Exemplary Immortal's face was, but he could faintly feel that this Lord True Lord was looking forward to see him charge into Exemplary Immortal's grave on his own. A friend once said to me like this, no rain and no rain, how to see that colorful clouds?

If they couldn't see the rain or the wind, how could they see the rainbow?

Therefore, in the deepest part of Changmen Niepo's mind, even the deepest part of his entire soul, was firmly and deeply branded with this truth: If one wanted to obtain it, they would have to pay for it. But even so, he might not even be able to obtain it.

"True Lord," Changmen Niepo no longer had any scruples, "I will barge in alone, and your Exemplary Immortal's tomb alone!"

He knew it better than anyone, more than anyone. Today, let alone the final result, if he avoided this place right now, if he avoided intruding the Exemplary Immortal's tomb on his own, perhaps he would be able to keep his little life. But, the distance between him and the Changmen Family, would create an insurmountable chasm, so great that he would be unable to cross it in his entire life.

"Good, very good, very good," Exemplary Immortal clapped three times in a row, "In fact, there were people who found my tomb, but no one dared to go in, even if they knew that there were countless treasures inside, including gold and silver!"

In Changmen Niepo's heart, the word "nonsense" came out of his mouth a long time ago. Sigh, in short, Changmen Niepo himself would be like those people, he probably wouldn't have the guts to do so. He was very clear about his own capabilities.

A mere Body Forging Sixth Grade is probably not even enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of those weird things in your tomb.

"There's nothing we can do about it. To use the common saying, we can only try to save him. It'll depend on whether he can 'live' in the end."

Hearing this, the man said with a faint smile, "Indeed, you are worthy of being the descendant of that clan."

Which clan?

A descendant of that clan?

The words of the Exemplary Immortal had given rise to endless guesses from Wang Luo and Nu Xue who had come with Changmen Niepo. A descendant of that clan? A descendant of what clan? If he could find out which family the descendant of this young man who was about to barge into the Exemplary Immortal's tomb alone was from … Maybe, the question of why Qing Ming, one of the three great demon kings of the Goblin Tribe, would be with him would be able to be solved.

Even though the difference in status between Yin Emperor and Nu Xue was huge, it could almost be described as the distance between heaven and earth. But even this distance would not affect the two of them in the slightest as to why Qing Ming, one of the three great Spirit Demon Kings, would accompany him at this distance.

"What? Do you know who I am?" With regards to the words "descendant of that clan", Changmen Niepo was also slightly curious. Could it be that he knew about it?

"Just a guess?" The Exemplary Immortal replied.

"Speculation?" Maybe you're wrong!

"I have always been very confident in my intuition. If not 100%, then at least 80 to 90%!" Exemplary Immortal answered as before, and his reply this time was extremely confident.

"You said it yourself. Eighty to ninety percent. What about the other twenty?" The corners of the long door curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat incomprehensible and rather meaningful smile.

"Then let's see if the heavens will give me face or not. Let the remaining 10 to 20 …"

"Then I hope you're wrong!"

Then, without anyone stopping him, Changmen Niepo walked towards the tomb. When he passed by the Yin Emperor. Her eyes couldn't help but see that yin beast king, who was currently in her arms, was already on the verge of death, as if she was only left with one last breath of life.

Following that, with a flick of Changmen Niepo's finger, a deep red pellet was firmly caught in Yin Emperor's grasp.

"Here!"

"What is this?" He opened his palm and looked at the deep red pill. The pill was as red as blood.

"Respected Yin Emperor Your Majesty," Although his voice was respectful, his tone did not carry the slightest hint of the other party's respect, "This is a medicinal pellet," Changmen Niepo was also too lazy to explain further, "A medicinal pellet specially used to heal demons or Demonic Beasts."

In fact, this pellet was specially prepared for the Aunt Qing, and with the help of medicinal bathing fluid s that were specially refined to soak in it, the result would be twice the result with half the effort.

However, Changmen Niepo only gave the pellets, not the medicinal bathing fluid s. In his opinion, giving the pills out had already exceeded his own expectations, so much that at the moment he gave the pills out, Changmen Niepo subconsciously thought that he was either a retard or a retard. They actually gave pills to yin beast king, one of the six great demon beasts?

This guy had almost knocked him down with a single move. To give him the dan beads, he must have had a screw loose, and the situation was serious.

It didn't matter if his head was pinched against the door or if he was brain-damaged. At this moment, Changmen Niepo still hoped that there would be less enemies like the one he had on his side, or at least those enemies like Yin Emperor. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to resist, even with the help of the Aunt Qing.

He saw it and felt it himself. Although the amount of power his aunt lent him was only a small part of what was called the tip of the iceberg, it was enough to raise him by two whole realms, and the side effects were minimal.

Even so, the side effects were very small, but to him, who was only at the Body Forging Sixth Grade realm, it was still a little too burdensome.

Therefore, if he wanted to borrow power in the future, he would first need to increase his cultivation base. Otherwise … It was hard to imagine what kind of miserable state he would be in if he fought against the Yin Emperor, and what kind of tragic state he would be in.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be like the yin beast king, who almost went back to before liberation. It wouldn't be surprising if he could return to the primitive world in a single move.

"Sigh." The long door stopped in its tracks, and continued, "This pill can help yin beast king, and with your treatment, I'm afraid your beloved baby won't be able to live for long, and will be full of energy again."

Even though Changmen Niepo had said that, it seemed like the Yin Emperor Emperor did not believe him.

"Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you to feed it," Changmen Niepo was too lazy to continue speaking, "Eat, the faster you eat the better. If you don't eat the yin beast king, I think you can recover on your own, it's just that it's a little slower."

When he finished speaking, Changmen Niepo had already arrived in front of the tombstone.

Yin Emperor looked at Changmen Niepo who had already walked to the front of the tombstone, and then looked up at Exemplary Immortal who was not far away.

Following which, a private message echoed in Yin Emperor's mind.

"If I'm not mistaken, this little guy should be the descendant of that clan, the one that has disappeared for a long time and has become the biggest hidden clan."

Had it been long since it disappeared, becoming a hidden clan, or was it the largest hidden clan? Who else could this voice transmission be other than the Exemplary Immortal?

And the largest hidden clan in the world that the Exemplary Immortal was referring to, who else could it be other than the Changmen Family?

"Changmen Family?" This caused Yin Emperor to be quite surprised, she had associated it with many powerful clans, but he never thought that it would be the Changmen Family s.

"Are you sure? What race is this little guy from? Didn't that clan hide themselves for a long time? If one knew where they were, they could probably count the people on the Six continents with just their fingers.

Looking at the distant youth standing in front of the tombstone, he slowly extended his hand towards the tombstone. Yin Emperor was already at a loss. How could this be … Which clan would it be? If … If … In that instant, her gaze swept over Qing Ming's body, and nailed him to the ground.

Perhaps … Not perhaps, but real!

At the same time, at that moment, a chain of events from before appeared in his mind. The young man who had been wounded to the point where he almost died from the backlash, was actually starting to recover from the recovery of a medicinal pill that was given to him by the young man who was possibly a descendant of the Changmen Family as well as the liquid that was smeared on her chest.

Although the recovery speed seemed slow, even if it was so slow, it was still impossible. Alchemist, pharmacologist. Wasn't Changmen Family good at refining medicinal bathing fluid, and refining pills was even more so.

"Not perhaps, but really …"

Again and again, the words echoed in his mind.