The golden coffin was like a piece of the firmament itself, plummeting straight down toward Ye Qiu’s head.
Ye Qiu’s expression changed drastically.
If it hit, even with his powerful body, he might not survive.
After all, this golden coffin was incomprehensibly mysterious. If it unleashed its full terrifying pressure, Ye Qiu would be smashed into dust.
Run!
Ye Qiu gritted his teeth and shot away like an arrow.
Yet the golden coffin changed direction, still chasing him.
“Why the hell is it always after me?!”
Ye Qiu used One Step, One Hundred Li, appearing a hundred li away. The coffin instantly accelerated, staying right behind.
He tested it: when he slowed, the coffin slowed; when he sped up, it sped up.
They chased and fled, always maintaining the same distance, as if the coffin were toying with him.
The little white fox said, “Ye Changsheng, I’m seriously starting to suspect you did something utterly immoral. Otherwise why would a coffin chase you relentlessly?”
“Tell me, did you peep on a widow bathing?”
“Or did you get some girl pregnant and abandon her…”
“Shut up!” Ye Qiu roared. “Keep talking and I’ll spank you!”
The little white fox perked up. “Yes, yes! I’ve been waiting forever. Make it hard!”
Perverted fox.
Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, glancing back. Still hadn’t shaken the coffin.
“Damn it, I suggest you stop. If you keep chasing, I’ll suppress you with a divine artefact!”
As soon as he spoke, the Qiankun Cauldron flew out of his pouch of its own accord, hovering above his head.
“What the—?”
Before Ye Qiu could react, the cauldron hummed and poured down streams of light, shielding him completely.
At the same time, the golden coffin stopped pursuing. It trembled slightly, emitting a strange fluctuation.
Hmm?
Ye Qiu’s brow arched. Was the golden coffin connected to the Qiankun Cauldron?
Or had the cauldron scared it off?
“No time to think. Escape first!” Ye Qiu shot forward again.
But the coffin, which had just halted, resumed the chase.
Man and coffin raced across the land. Soon they were a thousand li away.
They passed through forests, over plains, and startled countless low-level cultivators.
Seeing a youth pursued by a golden coffin, everyone gaped.
“Damn, that kid’s unlucky.”
“Why is a coffin chasing him?”
“Isn’t it obvious? He must have done something that offends heaven and earth!”
“…”
Ye Qiu heard them but had no time to care. He fled for his life.
Whoosh!
Suddenly the coffin accelerated, closing to less than twenty metres.
Ye Qiu could clearly hear the whistling as it tore through the air.
“Why the hell won’t you leave me alone?!”
Fear and confusion gripped him. He racked his brain but couldn’t understand why this coffin had it out for him.
“Could there be a peerless beauty inside who got excited seeing a handsome guy like me?”
Ye Qiu laughed bitterly at himself and sped up again.
Soon they reached a mountain forest.
Boom!
The coffin seemed impatient. It shot across the sky, smashing countless ancient trees, and blocked Ye Qiu’s path.
Now less than ten metres separated them.
“Why are you chasing me?” Ye Qiu shouted. “Why block me?”
Clang!
The coffin vibrated slightly, as if answering.
Hum!
Suddenly the Qiankun Cauldron flew out and slammed into the golden coffin.
Boom!
A deafening explosion.
The coffin was unharmed. The cauldron was knocked back.
Ye Qiu realised that without being activated, the cauldron’s current power couldn’t affect the coffin.
The golden coffin was mighty, but it could never block a fully awakened divine artefact.
After repelling the cauldron, the coffin trembled a few more times, as if taunting, “Come on, try again!”
The Qiankun Cauldron seemed enraged. It spun above Ye Qiu’s head, then the other three cauldrons flew out of the pouch.
Four cauldrons hovered above him, blazing with golden light.
“What? You have four cauldrons?”
The little white fox was stunned. “Ye Changsheng, be honest. How many cauldrons do you actually have?”
“Four,” Ye Qiu answered truthfully.
“Where are the others?” the fox asked.
“What others?” Ye Qiu said. “I only have four Qiankun Cauldrons.”
“Oh~” The fox drew out the word thoughtfully.
At that moment, all four cauldrons charged the golden coffin with earth-shaking force.
Clang—
The coffin lid slid open a crack. A wisp of sword qi shot out.
The sword qi was like a pillar reaching the heavens, glowing cyan, and collided with the four cauldrons.
The four cauldrons were knocked back once more.
Ye Qiu realised that without activating the artefacts, the cauldrons could not harm the golden coffin.
“What now?”
He still couldn’t figure out what the coffin wanted.
Swish!
Suddenly an earth-shattering sword cry rang out. Ye Qiu’s expression changed. The Xuanyuan Sword burst uncontrollably from his left eye.
Clang!
It slashed the golden coffin.
The coffin remained unscathed.
Ye Qiu noticed that even the peerlessly sharp Xuanyuan Sword hadn’t left a scratch.
This was no ordinary golden coffin.
Boom!
Another cyan sword intent rushed out of the coffin and clashed with the Xuanyuan Sword.
In an instant, the Xuanyuan Sword blazed with light. One side revealed sun, moon, and stars; the other mountains, rivers, and plants. Golden radiance shone, releasing the might of the sacred Dao.
The golden coffin trembled continuously, as if communicating with the Xuanyuan Sword.
At the same time, the four cauldrons vibrated.
Moments later.
Swish!
The Xuanyuan Sword shrank and returned silently to Ye Qiu’s left eye.
The four cauldrons also left his head and returned to the pouch.
Then the golden coffin released a terrifying pressure, locking Ye Qiu in place. It charged straight at him.
“I’m finished!”
