Zhu Lingcong, the youngest researcher of ancient tomb ley lines at Bureau 749, opened her eyes to find herself reborn as the useless legitimate daughter of a tomb-raiding family in the Great Yuan Dynasty.
From the start, the difficulty was hellish: poisoned by a lost tomb toxin, she had less than three months to live. An imperial decree gave her twenty days to open Prince Jin's tomb, while someone in her own family burned all the records and waited for her to die.
Everyone else panicked. She pulled out half a charred tomb map and calmly said, “Where are the stratigraphic profiles? The construction records? You're going into a tomb without even doing preliminary research? Amateur.”
The moment her palm touched the tomb wall, a web of ghostly blue light burst forth. Her Ancient Leyline Sight had awakened, revealing every trap and passage in the tomb.
She cordoned off the passageways and catalogued the artifacts, wrote pathology reports on the ancient corpses, then emerged and submitted a scholarly survey to the court. The other tomb raiders were more terrified of her than they would have been of a ghost.
Only the young emperor, who was supposedly frail and sickly, kept finding excuses to follow her into the tombs, meekly doing as she said. Once they were outside, he would smile meaningfully and ask, “Your Highness Zhu orders me around in the tomb. Do you intend to do the same outside it?”
She thought she was simply raiding tombs by imperial order to stay alive.
Until they uncovered something in the fifth tomb: every tomb she had opened was helping someone behind the scenes break the seal on the dragon veins.
Every clue pointed to the forbidden tomb in the ancestral precepts. Sealed inside was a “person” who was still alive.
