"Some people run antique shops on the surface, but are actually alchemists, and sometimes secretly rob tombs for a living. That person is me." Ji Xuan put it this way.
Changsha, Guying Ridge. A coffin sealed for a thousand years slowly opens. In the beam of a flashlight, its inner walls gleam with a jade-like sheen. A few tomb robbers cautiously lean closer for a look, then all cry out at once: "Holy crap! Master, come over here and look!"
They'd heard that the tomb of a Zhao state lord was extremely dangerous, so for this job they'd brought in a crew of experienced veterans from the southern school. What kind of ferocious old zongzi could be lying inside that coffin to scare them so badly?
Ji Xuan grumbles to himself as he walks over with his flashlight and peers into the jade coffin. "Holy crap!"
Inside the coffin lie neither a pile of powdered bones nor a savage zombie, but a lifelike young man who looks barely twenty!
Even stranger, the young man is wearing a military uniform from the Republican era!
Why would someone who lived during the Republican era be buried in this tomb from the Zhao state? And how could his body remain uncorrupted for nearly a century...?
Just as Ji Xuan is feeling bewildered, someone suddenly shouts, "H-He... he opened his eyes!"
A stoic, icy beauty who returns from the dead, once a warlord × a smiling, ruthless alchemist tomb raider
The immortal who has wandered the world for centuries has taken detours and gone around in circles, but in the end, he still fell for that brat he'd only met a handful of times.
Author's Weibo: Situ Jiuliu
