Chapter 39 Part 2

Master Chen’s level was around Ancient Martial 7th Tier—second only to Master Wuzhen, whom he’d seen at the antique exhibition.

No wonder their injuries were much lighter than Wu He’s.

Chu Yi grew curious. What exactly had they encountered on this mission?

Wu He had asked him over to discuss the mission, so they found a resting room and sat down.

Since he wanted Chu Yi’s help, Wu He held nothing back this time. “To be honest, the mission site was in Sixin City, Meng Province. A new rail line was set to cut through the northern foothills of Dragon Soaring Mountain. When the engineering team bored through the mountain with a tunnel boring machine, they discovered some special objects…”

Chu Yi frowned suddenly upon hearing this and interrupted. “Those special objects you mentioned—are they red, smooth and soft like a mother’s embrace, and warm to the touch?”

Wu He was startled. “You… you know what they are?”

Modern records had all vanished; they’d only found clues in funerary documents from a Section One tomb. For Chu Yi to guess from just the beginning proved his Inheritance was more complete than any Section One archive!

Chu Yi didn’t answer, only sneered coldly. “No one got greedy and took one out, did they?”

Seeing Wu He and the others’ conditions, how could he not understand? The situation was surely worse than he imagined.

Wu He looked embarrassed. “Yes, the engineering team collected them. But before they even left Dragon Soaring Mountain, anomalies erupted on the peak. The team’s camp was buried in a landslide, and the mountain’s plants and animals went berserk, attacking the survivors. Countless dead and injured, but some still smuggled the objects out.”

Chu Yi: “And you went this time to retrieve those things?”

If so, there was nothing to discuss. Blasphemy against the divine invited heavenly retribution! He hadn’t cultivated merit in his past life to join them in corruption this one.

Seeing his face darken, Wu He hurriedly explained. “I won’t lie to you—we did have that intention at first. But after seeing the hellish scene on the mountain, no one dared entertain it anymore. Now we just want to quell the disaster, recover the bodies of those who died on the mountain for proper burial, and reroute the rail line for sure…”

Wu He shuddered at the memory of the mountain’s infernal landscape. The dead workers, buried animals, and human remains—all came back to life like walking corpses, growing to two or three meters tall, immensely strong, fast, and bloodthirsty, attacking anything living on sight.

They had no choice but to retreat and seal off the area, but rumors still spread wildly among the public.

Worse, anyone who’d touched those things met a grim fate—whether the workers who brought them out or the lab researchers. Either their eyes turned bloodshot and they went mad, or they ended up like the mountain monstrosities.

Now everyone was terrified. No one saw them as treasures anymore—cursed objects, more like!

Halfway through, Wu He received a call. His expression changed after hearing it.

Chen Ying asked quickly, “What is it?”

Wu He said, “It’s Old Master Kang. Since we’re all here, shall we go take a look?”

His main audience was Chu Yi. First the Purple Thunder Talisman, then their talk—his trust in Chu Yi had soared.

Wu He was vague, but Chu Yi understood and nodded. “Sure, let’s go see.”

Wu He breathed a sigh of relief. Chu Yi’s expression had been so grim earlier; he’d feared he’d walk away. Old Master Kang’s issue was tied to those things. Since Chu Yi was involved, he’d surely help with the aftermath, right?

Chen Jin Sheng and Chen Ying were sharp; they easily guessed what Wu He left unsaid. The father and daughter exchanged a glance but said nothing.

The group arrived at the Kang Family estate. To Chu Yi’s surprise, Yu Qingxian was sitting among the crowd as soon as he entered.

“Why is President Yu here too?”

Yu Qingxian’s phoenix eyes glanced faintly at him. “The Kang and Yu Families are old family friends. I’m here accompanying Grandpa today.”

He stood and introduced the Yu Patriarch to him.

Yu Patriarch: “This is…”

“He’s called Chu Yi, an artist from our company, and also an incredibly powerful master.” Seeing Chu Yi arrive with the Special Affairs Office group, he knew he couldn’t hide his identity and simply came clean.

Yu Patriarch extended both hands. “So you’re Master Chu! Hello, hello! By the way, Master, do you read fortunes?”

Chu Yi looked down at the elder’s expectant gaze. Though puzzled, he decisively replied, “Yes!”

“Then…”

Yu Qingxian quickly interrupted. “Grandpa, Old Master Kang’s issue isn’t resolved yet. Don’t bother the master for now.”

Yu Patriarch paused. Though reluctant, Old Master Kang’s groans were loud enough to carry to the front hall. He had little fondness for the man, but ignoring it now seemed improper?

He awkwardly twitched his brows. “Then, Master, let’s schedule a time later…”

Yu Qingxian interrupted again. “Master, it seems Director Wu is looking for you. Why don’t you go check?”

Master?

Chu Yi sensed it now—President Yu was especially distant toward him today. Look, even the form of address had changed!

Why? Was it because of Yu Patriarch’s presence?

Chu Yi felt a bit aggrieved. He wasn’t that unspeakable, was he…

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