CHAPTER 379: CHAPTER 352: BEARDED SAVAGE? (PART 3)

Girl, the Witch Clan will depend on you in the future.

You must lead the Witch Clan to unprecedented glory, not to be bullied or discriminated against, and turn those gray eyes into a symbol of the Imperial Family. Can you do it?"

Yu Xiaolian didn’t understand why this old man had such confidence in her. Was it simply because she had the Longevity Gu? Did the Longevity Gu possess some otherworldly power that she was unaware of?

But doesn’t this old man also have the Longevity Gu? Why ask her, a girl, to accomplish what he hasn’t?

"I don’t know martial arts, I have no one under me, and no one in the Witch Clan is willing to follow my orders," Yu Xiaolian said calmly.

The long-bearded old man suddenly wrapped the iron chain around Yu Xiaolian’s waist, "Girl, let go!"

Yu Xiaolian really didn’t want to let go of the rope in her hand, but at this moment, everything was beyond her control, and she was swept across to the opposite side by the long-bearded old man’s chain.

She landed with a thud at the entrance of the mountain cave.

Yu Xiaolian glanced at the climbing rope that disappeared in an instant, feeling a wave of despair in her heart.

It’s over. Without the rope, how was she supposed to go back up?

She couldn’t swing from the eaves like a spider!

"Senior, why did you pull me over here? Now we’re both trapped here?" Yu Xiaolian couldn’t help but complain.

The long-bearded old man laughed heartily, "Don’t worry, I won’t make you stay here with me for a lifetime."

Yu Xiaolian looked into the pitch-black cave. Could it be that it’s connected to the top?

"Just go in and have a look, then come back and talk to me!" The old man believed his smile was rather kind, but in Yu Xiaolian’s eyes, it was even more terrifying than a horror movie.

Sir, please stop smiling. With your crimson lips and snake blood on the edge of your white beard, there’s no way it could look kindly!

"What’s inside this cave?" Yu Xiaolian asked.

"You’ll know when you go in." The old man refused to tell Yu Xiaolian.

Yu Xiaolian could see from the dragged marks on the ground that this old man had likely gone back and forth inside and outside the cave more than once.

Yu Xiaolian tentatively walked towards the cave.

She touched the stone wall with one hand and walked along the corridor until she reached a slightly wider area. The old man’s voice came from outside the cave, "If you have a fire starter on you, there’s a perpetual lamp on your right hand side now."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolian reached out to the right and truly found something resembling a lamp stand. Without hesitation, she took out a lighter and lit the perpetual lamp.

With light, Yu Xiaolian’s heart was no longer pounding; her steps forward became bigger and faster.

She lit no fewer than ten lamps along the way with the lighter before she finally reached the innermost part of the cave.

This mountain unexpectedly had such a large cave, and it seemed to be man-made.

However, Yu Xiaolian was no longer thinking about who had carved this cave; she was stunned by the pile of gold and jewelry in front of her.

This... the wealth here was probably worth more than ten burial treasures of the old king of Yu State?

Could the wild old man outside be tied here just to guard these things?

Could this be the treasure trove of the Witch Clan?

Yu Xiaolian discovered a stone door beside her, and just as she was about to push the stone door, the long-bearded old man’s voice suddenly came from behind her, "Stop!"

Yu Xiaolian was so startled that she turned around, only to find the long-bearded old man looking at her with a somber face.

"Do not disturb her!" The long-bearded old man spoke.

Yu Xiaolian instantly realized that this wasn’t a treasure trove; it was a tomb. The Witch Clan seemed to like using mountain caves as tombs; River Bay’s witch also had a tomb built against the mountain, though that cave was much smaller than this one.

Perhaps it was not small inside, as she hadn’t reached its end at the time.

"Senior, can you tell me your story?" Yu Xiaolian was too curious about it all.

The long-bearded old man seemed too eager to talk to someone, and so Yu Xiaolian heard a story from a hundred years ago.

The long-bearded old man was surnamed Miao, with the name Danyi.

He has been guarding here for decades — no, he wasn’t trapped here; he was voluntarily staying here.

Yes, voluntarily, not because his legs were broken and he couldn’t leave.

His legs were cut off by himself; at that time, no one had the ability to cut off his legs except himself.

Over a hundred years ago, the Witch Clan was at its peak; the clan leader of that time was well appreciated by the Great Liang Country’s emperor and was appointed as the National Master by the emperor.

Miao Danyi became famous as a young man, and in middle age his martial arts were already unparalleled in the world, yet he had no interest in the position of clan leader of the Witch Clan, and he scorned the status of State Preceptor, second to none.