Chapter 798 - 770: Acquiring the Molting Clothes

The dark and stuffy stone hall was silent, and even the bright light of the camping lamp was devoured by the darkness.

Seeing Sun Zhe place both hands on the coffin lid, ready to move, Leng Yuening swallowed silently, sweat like beans slipping from her forehead, so nervous she could almost hear the sound of sweat oozing from her pores.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Just as Sun Zhe was about to exert force to push the coffin lid open, Leng Yuening suddenly shouted to stop him.

"What the... What’s wrong with you?"

Sun Zhe was startled and shivered.

Leng Yuening looked around and whispered, "By the way, do you have candles in your space?"

Sun Zhe glanced at the camping lamp she was holding and said, "We have a lamp, what do we need candles for?"

Leng Yuening’s expression turned serious, and her voice lowered further: "It’s a rule passed down from our ancestors, before opening a coffin, you must first light a candle in the southeast corner. If the candle goes out, it means the owner of the coffin does not allow tomb raiding, and we cannot open the coffin."

Sun Zhe asked, "So you’re not going to treat your cancer?"

"I..."

Leng Yuening was momentarily speechless, caught off guard by the question.

Sun Zhe waved his hand and couldn’t help but complain: "What ancestor’s rule? You’ve just read too many tomb raiding novels. Tomb raiding? Are we Tomb Raider Captains? Are we here to rob graves?"

Leng Yuening puffed her cheeks, looked elsewhere, and muttered lightly: "Then aren’t you afraid of zombies? If a big zombie crawls out, it’ll scare you to death."

Sun Zhe couldn’t help but laugh, suddenly finding this female CEO has an adorable side, smiled and said: "Actually, even if there are zombies, there’s nothing to fear. Think about it, we’ve already started practicing Taoism, why should we be afraid of zombies? If there really are zombies, watch how I beat them!"

"Oh, alright, you’re right; then go ahead and open the coffin."

Sun Zhe said no more, exerted a sudden burst of force in both arms, and directly pushed the heavy coffin lid aside.

In fact, he had already used Yin Yang X-ray Vision to examine the situation inside the coffin.

Inside, the emperor’s corpse was wrapped in a thick layer of Jade Mummy, which undoubtedly is the Molting Clothes he was looking for!

As soon as the coffin lid was pushed open, an indescribable ancient aura rushed toward them, and the jade coffin inside became vividly visible.

The jade coffin looked as if it was carved out of a giant piece of beautiful jade, being an integral whole without a trace of seam, its surface engraved with a five-clawed dragon, exquisitely grand, appearing translucent under the illumination of the lamp.

Sun Zhe slowed his breathing, calmed his heart, bent down, and reached out to remove the coffin lid, gently placing it aside.

The corpse within the coffin lay quietly as if asleep, completely encased in the Jade Mummy, not exposing a bit of flesh, faintly emitting a slight breathing sound.

Beside him, Leng Yuening cautiously leaned in, intending to utter a symbolic scream to prove her timidity, but upon closer inspection, she realized it wasn’t all that frightening.

"So this is the emperor? Honestly, it looks exactly like in some tomb-raiding novel descriptions."

Sun Zhe nodded lightly, secretly using Yin Yang X-ray Vision to examine precisely where parts of the Molting Clothes were connected, locked onto those intricate clasps, before beginning to slowly remove the Molting Clothes, starting from the toes, which were sewn and pieced together with tiny jade pieces.

A moment later.

He removed the left foot part of the Jade Mummy and casually handed it to Leng Yuening beside him.

"Why does it smell a bit and have so much dust?"

Leng Yuening shook the component, resembling a short boot, and many crumbs fell out.

Sun Zhe glanced sideways, holding back laughter said: "That should be the skin he shed over the thousands of years he’s been lying here, um... that’s foot skin."

"What?!"

Leng Yuening’s pretty face immediately turned ashen, filled with disdain, almost discarding it, yet her reason prevented her from making such an irrational move.

After all, this treasure is her hope for curing cancer.

If it broke when thrown away, she would have brought disaster to herself.

...

After a long time.

Sun Zhe removed all the components of the Molting Clothes from the jade coffin, placing them in sequence neatly on the ground.

Then he peeked inside the jade coffin again, discovering the rather unfortunate emperor had a handsome appearance, extraordinary demeanor, with rosy complexion, his skin white and tender like that of a child of several years.

If he weren’t lying in the coffin, anyone who saw him would think this emperor had just fallen asleep.

Leng Yuening also peeked for a few glances, suddenly her face turned pale, nervously grabbing Sun Zhe’s arm, her voice trembling: "Sun Zhe, do you see, is His Majesty still alive?"

Sun Zhe remarked indifferently, "You’re overthinking; he’s been dead for thousands of years."

Leng Yuening gripped his arm tighter, "Then why do I feel he’s still breathing? Look, look, his chest is gently rising and falling; it’s very obviously alive!"

"I swear, he’s come back to life, becoming a zombie!"

Seeing Leng Yuening in a frightened demeanor, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but laugh and cry, shaking his head, said: "I am called a Divine Doctor for a reason; I wouldn’t mistake the living for the dead, would I?"

Added: "In fact, this is the effect of the Molting Clothes, keeping his heart beating through external stimulus."

"Really?"

"Really, you can have a look."

Sun Zhe gestured with a nod for her to look again.

Leng Yuening, steeling her nerves, leaned closer, suddenly noticing the emperor’s corpse visibly turning dry and black before her eyes.

Having lost the protection of the Molting Clothes, it took only a brief span to transform into a shriveled, ugly mummy.

Leng Yuening patted her chest, "Seems His Majesty is truly dead."

At this moment, Sun Zhe put his hands together, stepped back, bowing to the coffin’s remains a few times, then went up to close the coffin lid.

Seeing this, Leng Yuening also followed suit, muttering under her breath as if apologizing.

Sun Zhe said to Leng Yuening: "We shouldn’t delay, let me help you wear it first, then you can go lie down in the Ring Space and see the effects."

Leng Yuening suggested softly: "Should we maybe wash it first? With so much skin inside, I can’t... accept it."

But Sun Zhe shook his head, "No need, because the interior of the Molting Clothes has been coated with a layer of medicine, washing it off would weaken the effect greatly."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuening steeled her thoughts, "Then let’s do it. Better dirty than having cancer."

"..."

Soon.

Leng Yuening took off all her clothes, standing stark naked in front of Sun Zhe.

Despite being very familiar with Sun Zhe, having shared more than a few intimate moments, she still felt slightly embarrassed.

She covered her chest with crossed arms, cheeks blushing, "Don’t look too much."

Sun Zhe withdrew his admiring gaze, touched his nose, suppressing the restless Yang Qi within him, said: "Put it on."

"How do you wear it?"

Sun Zhe replied: "It definitely needs help from others to wear it. Taking it off starts from the feet, but judging by its design, wearing it should begin from the head."

Leng Yuening suddenly felt embarrassed, staring at the chest component of the Jade Mummy on the ground, murmured: "But this set of Jade Mummy is clearly designed for men, how do I... fit in there?"

Sun Zhe patted his forehead, momentarily perplexed, "Who’s to blame for you growing so large?"

Leng Yuening puffed her cheeks, "So it’s my fault?"

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and said, "No problem, your part is pretty elastic, it will be squished and squeezed in later."

Leng Yuening responded with a peculiar face: "Is that okay?"

Sun Zhe chuckled and suggested: "How about we cut these two big lumps off for you then?"

"Get lost."

Leng Yuening’s face suddenly darkened, raising her jade leg to kick him angrily on the calf.

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