Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

However, at this moment, Tang Qingcheng did not quibble with Zhu Bufan. After all, this was the time to focus on the important tasks at hand.

So, the next moment, Tang Qingcheng turned her head, clasped her hands together, and said, "Honored ancestor, following your instructions, your descendant has now arrived here. For the sake of your lineage and my father, I am about to open your crypt. Please don't take offense!"

After finishing her words, Tang Qingcheng bowed once again. Then she stood up and went to open the stone sarcophagus's lid.

But no matter how hard Tang Qingcheng tried, the lid didn't budge at all!

Zhu Bufan stepped forward and said to Tang Qingcheng, "Let me do it!"

"But, my dad said I have to be the one to open the sarcophagus, and only then can you collect the bones!" Tang Qingcheng blocked Zhu Bufan's path and said.

"Oh! Then go ahead and open the lid! I don't know if it's old Mi messing with me or what?" Zhu Bufan said, somewhat frustrated.

"You..." Tang Qingcheng was infuriated. She immediately disregarded Zhu Bufan and turned to try opening the lid of the stone sarcophagus again, yet it remained immovable.

"Ah! Forget it!" Zhu Bufan muttered and grabbed the sarcophagus lid, ready to flip it open in one go.

But!

No matter how hard Zhu Bufan tried, he couldn't open the stone sarcophagus.

Seeing Zhu Bufan also unable to open the stone sarcophagus, Tang Qingcheng became anxious. After all, it would be troublesome if they really couldn't open it. Thus, in the next moment, Tang Qingcheng pushed against the lid repeatedly with her hands, not caring even as her hands became bruised.

Zhu Bufan also pushed hard against the lid, but no matter how much force the two applied, they still couldn't budge the lid of the stone sarcophagus even slightly. Zhu Bufan, out of sheer frustration, punched the top of the sarcophagus.

With this punch, Zhu Bufan used all his force, but the stone sarcophagus remained, as before, immovable, without a scratch.

"Damn, miraculous!" Zhu Bufan exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the stone sarcophagus.

And just then, an old voice sounded in Zhu Bufan's ear: "Take out the stone from your bosom and place it at the four corners of the sarcophagus!"

"Who is it?" Zhu Bufan was momentarily startled and looked around the tomb, shouting loudly.

However, after saying that, the voice vanished without a trace.

Tang Qingcheng, still pushing hard against the lid, was startled by Zhu Bufan's sudden shout.

"Zhu Bufan, are you out of your mind!" Tang Qingcheng immediately retorted very displeased.

Zhu Bufan paid no attention to what Tang Qingcheng was saying. He was puzzled, wondering where that voice that had appeared out of nowhere came from and what it was trying to tell him.

After listening carefully again and confirming that the voice truly had disappeared, Zhu Bufan finally spoke to Tang Qingcheng, asking, "Miss Mi, did you just hear an old voice speaking?"

Tang Qingcheng paused, stopped pushing the sarcophagus lid, and replied in confusion, "An old voice? No, I didn't!"

"You didn't?" Zhu Bufan repeated incredulously.

"No! Zhu Bufan, are you really sick or something? You're hearing things now, what ancient voice are you talking about? I get it, you think this is the tomb of my ancestral family, right? Are you about to say that my ancestor is going to appear next? I'll tell you, Zhu Bufan, you're just crazy, you know?" Originally, Tang Qingcheng was annoyed about not being able to open the lid of the stone coffin, and out of nowhere, Zhu Bufan came to make fun of her, which made her even more irritated, and she lashed out at him without mincing her words.

But after Zhu Bufan asked his question, he ignored Tang Qingcheng and started to recall the ancient voice's words on his own.

Tang Qingcheng felt like she was going to lose it. She stamped her foot in frustration, but then she remembered that her father's condition was more important, so she stopped paying attention to Zhu Bufan and went back to push hard on the lid of the stone coffin.

After recalling the voice, Zhu Bufan took out four stones that he had kept in his chest pocket for a long time.

These four stones were what Zhu Bufan had gotten when he first came to South Bank Nanping and went to Antique Street, where he spent three hundred yuan to buy a Jade Pendant which included them as a free gift.

Back then, Zhu Bufan just felt there was something special about these four stones, which is why he bought the Jade Pendant and got the vendor's owner to give him the stones, but unexpectedly, it now seemed that these four stones might be of use. According to the ancient voice, by placing these four stones at the four corners of the stone coffin, representing the four cardinal directions—east, south, west, and north—the coffin would open.

Thinking about it, Zhu Bufan guessed that the ancient voice was probably reminding him.

Immediately, Zhu Bufan walked around the coffin and sure enough, he found that there was a groove at each of the coffin's four corners matching exactly the size and shape of the stones he held in his hand.

Zhu Bufan instantly understood that by placing the four stones into the grooves at each corner of the coffin, Tang Qingcheng would then be able to open the lid, and the coffin could be opened.

Thinking of this, Zhu Bufan was even more startled because he had obtained these four stones from Antique Street, which made him wonder, from that moment on, had the path ahead of him already been arranged and calculated? It seemed as if it was destiny, destined for him to bring these four stones to open the coffin, then to retrieve the three Divine Needles and the Tang Family ancestor's bones from inside to save Tang Qingcheng's father.

The more Zhu Bufan thought about it, the more afraid he became. So frightened that he almost didn't hold on to the four stones in his hand.

All of this—was it the arrangement of fate or someone's manipulation? At this moment, Zhu Bufan didn't know, he was confused.

Seeing Zhu Bufan's odd behavior, walking around the coffin and now standing there bewildered, Tang Qingcheng couldn't help but shiver at the thought of the ancient voice, thinking to herself that Zhu Bufan must be possessed by a ghost.

Tang Qingcheng shook off the chill, shook her head, then walked over to Zhu Bufan and slapped him on the shoulder: "Zhu Bufan..."

"Damn, you scared me to death!" Zhu Bufan really got frightened by Tang Qingcheng's sudden slap.

"You're the one who scared me, talking about an ancient voice one minute, walking around the coffin the next, and now you're daydreaming. Zhu Bufan, are you possessed by a ghost?" Tang Qingcheng asked, puzzled.

"I think you're the one possessed by a ghost, such nonsense!" Zhu Bufan retorted irritably, surprised that she could even think that way.

After saying this, Zhu Bufan took the four stones and placed them one by one into the grooves at the four corners of the coffin.

As soon as Zhu Bufan had placed the last stone, he heard a 'chirp chirp' sound.

Zhu Bufan knew the mechanism of the coffin had been triggered.

"Miss Mi, come and push the lid now, I guarantee you can open it now!" Zhu Bufan spoke to Tang Qingcheng who was still puzzled.

Called by Zhu Bufan, Tang Qingcheng snapped back to reality, gave him a meaningful look, and then pushed hard on the lid of the coffin.

"Clang"

The lid was pushed open with ease.