Chapter 491: Tomb of the First Emperor (2)

Chapter 491: Chapter 331: Tomb of the First Emperor (2)

“Your Majesty? Who are you?”

…

Qingzhou Public Gate Headquarters.

Wen Shengnan hurriedly entered the conference room, noticing that all the prominent leaders of the Qingzhou Public Gate were present. It must be a dire case to marshal such a lineup.

“This is Captain Wen, the elite of the Qingzhou elite,” the director rose and introduced Wen Shengnan to the leaders.

Wen Shengnan glanced around.

In the corner, an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit fiddled with a bronze object, while a young man beside him feigned sleep, a tattoo peeking out from his neck, exuding an aura surpassing that of the leaders.

How could such idle folks be present at such an important meeting?

She felt puzzled but refrained from asking impulsive questions.

“Sit.”

A leather document bearing the words “Top Secret” was pushed in front of Wen Shengnan, the wax seal already broken, revealing the yellowed edges inside – the Tomb of the First Emperor.

Wen Shengnan opened the document and began reading, her pupils dilating sharply, “The Tomb of the First Emperor is in Qingzhou?? If this can be proven true, it will rewrite the entire history of Zhuxia civilization.”

The director shook his head and corrected, “Not rewrite the Zhuxia civilization’s history, but the entire humanity will usher in evolution!”

“What do you mean?” Wen Shengnan was puzzled.

“Mr. Li, please explain,” the director turned to the corner.

The elderly man in a Zhongshan suit slowly stood up, “Three months ago, a youth capable of controlling ice and snow appeared in Siberia. In the harsh cold of minus fifty degrees, he walked barefoot, and where he passed, ice flowers bloomed.”

“Two months ago…”

The projector suddenly activated automatically, displaying an image of a blond youth with blazing white flames erupting from his palm, melting an entire car into molten iron.

“Last week, in Cairo, twelve people claimed to have received the ‘God’s Revelation,’ able to focus light into blades under the scorching sun.”

The elderly man’s skeletal finger swiped, switching the projector to a video: in a desert, several beams of golden light intertwined into a net, slicing granite into neat blocks.

“????” Wen Shengnan wondered what kind of scene she hadn’t seen, but such fantastical matters were being seriously discussed here.

Mr. Li continued, “These Apocalypse Seekers worship the four Gods of Revelation.”

“Recently, the White God Sect within the country has revived with unprecedented arrogance, openly challenging the nation because their centuries-old belief in the White God recently yielded a divine manifestation, answering their call.”

The projector suddenly switched scenes—

On a battlefield engulfed in flames, a hundred-meter-long white serpent rolled in the smoke.

Its snow-white scales were shattered by cannon fire, revealing the writhing flesh beneath. As its crimson tongue swept across, dozens of fully armed soldiers instantly turned into white bones.

However, soon, the concentrated artillery fire forced it into retreat, eventually fleeing into the deep mountains.

“Sir, are you sure this isn’t a movie promotion?”

Wen Shengnan was incredulous, her gaze sharp as an eagle’s, repeatedly scanning the projected images—the explosive flashes, the flying shrapnel, the horrified expressions of the soldiers, every frame so real it was suffocating.

Despite her experience, she found no signs of editing.

Wen Shengnan’s temples throbbed—is this real?!

The conference room suddenly fell into dead silence.

After a long while, the director finally spoke. “Now guns can barely suppress flesh, but the Apocalypse Seekers can continue to enhance their abilities through cultivation… no one knows their limits.”

“Captain Wen, this is a transformation millennia in the making for Zhuxia.”

“We cannot fall behind.”

Wen Shengnan, lacking the power of ‘Revelation,’ instinctively reached for her pistol, the cold metal touch slightly calming her. Realizing something, she quickly turned to the elderly man in the Zhongshan suit in the corner:

“Wait, what’s the connection to the Tomb of the First Emperor?”

Wen Shengnan suddenly thought of something, her pupils contracting slightly, murmuring in a low voice, “Since the Immortal Gods exist… then the Battle of Mu Ye recorded in the ‘Historical Records’…”

She had just discussed the ‘Historical Records’ with Gao Fei Xue, leaving a deep impression of a one-man conquest of a nation by the First Emperor.

“These myths… are they all true?”

“Indeed.”

“The First Emperor, who ended the chaotic times single-handedly and unified the land, is real.”

Mr. Li’s voice was hoarse and heavy, “And in his tomb, there may be a cultivation method…”

He paused, his murky eyes suddenly shining with a terrifying gleam:

“Possibly even the Path to Immortality!”

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze. Wen Shengnan felt her heart pounding, a buzzing in her ears. At some point, the young man in the corner had opened his eyes—

His pupils had turned into golden vertical slits!

Many within Zhuxia had received the Revelation.

“In the mythological era of Zhuxia, Martial Artists used a type of weapon known as ‘Spirit Weapons,’ soaring through the skies and earth, shattering mountains and seas, known as—Soldier Masters!”

“The First Emperor should be one of the best among them.”

“However, in this incomplete ‘Historical Records,’ it is noted that the First Emperor was young and sickly, but unexpectedly obtained a Celestial Destiny Divine Weapon. With its power, he swiftly unified the land.”

“Captain Wen, the organization has decided that you will lead the excavation of the Tomb of the First Emperor. You must obtain the cultivation method and the Celestial Destiny Divine Weapon!”

“I guarantee the completion of the task!”

Wen Shengnan accepted the order.

To ensure the nation’s survival in this ‘Great Era,’ they needed the Celestial Destiny Divine Weapon in the mythological ‘Historical Records’ held by the First Emperor to safeguard the country.

…

[Xue’Er, in her reincarnated identity as “Gao Fei Xue,” often dreams of the First Emperor, a pursuit of the figure in her dreams throughout her life, becoming Zhuxia’s youngest Professor Gao.]

[Historians have many speculations about the First Emperor, with two main theories aligning with public opinion.]

[The first is that the First Emperor traveled the world, received Dharma Transmission of the Celestial Mandate, became engrossed in cultivation in his later years, neglected state affairs, and eventually sailed across the sea in search of immortal mountains, never to return, resulting in the fall of Qing Country in its second generation.]

[The second is an overseas enemy invasion, with the First Emperor personally leading the defense. Due to years of campaigning, he became worn out and died of illness in a foreign land.]

[There is also another niche theory, claiming the First Emperor single-handedly made the world submit, unmatched in Martial Dao through the ages. How could he possibly be dead? Just transfer 500 yuan to this account and tomorrow the lonely ruler will return, confer honors and make you a Grand General!!]

[Gao Fei Xue’s old classmate Wen Shengnan is responsible for the Qingzhou Public Gate’s excavation of the ‘Tomb of the First Emperor.’]

[Gao Fei Xue was invited for the ‘Tomb of the First Emperor’ excavation.]

[Due to work confidentiality, Wen Shengnan did not inform Gao Fei Xue of the existence of ‘Revelation Seekers.’ Believing that Gao Fei Xue’s dreams of the ‘Battle of Mu Ye’ are a form of Revelation.]

[Perhaps Gao Fei Xue’s past life is connected to the nameless First Emperor.]

[As the archeological experts excavate the Tomb of the First Emperor, the truth surpasses imagination—]

[This is not a traditional underground mausoleum, but a magnificent underground palace hall. As the last layer of sealed earth is cleared, the three large characters “Changle Palace” appear before everyone’s eyes.]

[Gao Fei Xue puts on gloves, her fingertips touching the palace gate, and a familiar shiver runs down her spine—]

[The palace gate slowly opens, releasing the air sealed for millennia, carrying a mixed scent of rust and sandalwood. Beams from searchlights pierce through the darkness, illuminating the scene inside the hall.]

[The densely packed murals on the walls suddenly come to life in the light!]

[Wen Shengnan quickly steps forward, her eyes swiftly scanning the murals, suddenly freezing at a spot: “Professor Gao, what is depicted on the murals?”]

[Gao Fei Xue’s throat tightened.]

[On the left side mural, a figure holds a Sky-piercing Halberd, with the Dukes bowing in submission.]

[On the right is a scene of worship from the masses, their attire surprisingly akin to contemporary street pedestrians of the 21st century!]

[Most eerily, the ceiling mural—]

[Clearly depicts the current archaeological site scene!]

[At the same time.

Buried Immortal Marquis Dugu Jue and Joyful Buddha sensed a faint power, finally discovering the approximate location of “Xiazhou Heaven.” ]