Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 146 Our Brother~ (This chapter might be boring; it's a supplement to the plot holes fro

(But skipping it isn't a good idea, right? ~_~)

"I will divide the master's soul into two parts. The part affected by Yanxi will remain in this world, while the virtuous part will be placed in the world where the lady lived. After nine lifetimes, it will sense the other half and return..."

This was Qi Yu's original plan. Yan Chen and Yan Huai, who had been knocked unconscious by the latter, were both present. The purpose was to leave behind Yan Huai's most evil half of his soul so that he could cooperate with his clansmen to deal with the pursuit or even killing by the Wang family.

But plans always have their flaws. Among the team escorting Yan Huai to the Qinling Mountains was a traitor—the sixth brother who crashed in the sky above the Qilian Mountains…

Taking advantage of the lull in Yan Chen's dealings with the Wang family, he used his injury as an excuse to quietly arrive at the place where Qi Yu and Yan Huai were. He then transferred Yan Huai's evil half of his soul into the system's teleportation energy circle. Thus, the one who truly remained in this world became the benevolent soul devoid of any concept of evil.

Although the world Gu Ling lived in was a mix of good and evil, and was mostly inhabited by demons, the arrival of Yan Huai's extremely evil soul still turned the world upside down.

If Qi Yu hadn't followed closely behind and explained the cause and effect to Gu Ling's maternal clan, and if Yan Huai hadn't indeed carried a portion of Gu Ling's Purple Vine Demon bloodline, he would probably have been killed by the combined forces of the demon clan long ago for the sins he committed without reason.

Qi Yu's energy was almost depleted after separating Yan Huai's soul and opening the teleportation channel to another world. It could only cooperate with Gu Ling's maternal clan to discuss sending Yan Huai's extremely evil soul to the Nine Realms for purification.

In his first life, he became a fallen god burdened with a vengeful spirit and died from a lightning tribulation.

In his second life, he became a ruler who disregarded human life, and was torn apart by five horses.

In his third life, he became a strategist who overthrew the regime and was publicly executed.

In his fourth life, he became a beggar wandering the streets, and his life ended in the cold winter.

In the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth incarnations, and in his final incarnation, he became a pilgrim on his way to take the imperial examinations, visiting a temple to offer prayers.

A monk came along and said he felt a connection with him, but unexpectedly, the monk turned around and killed him. His soul was initially trapped in his body, and later imprisoned in the Avici Hell.

In a place filled with bloodshed and desire, the malice that had been almost completely purified within Yan Huai's body returned with a vengeance. The benevolent soul from the other world sensed this and went to the Qinling Mountains, which led to the soul's rejection and double injury.

A thousand years later, hell could no longer imprison Yan Huai's wicked soul... After his rebirth, wherever he went, there were no more monks, no more human presence, no more living beings...

Gu Ling's maternal clan and Qi Yu bore the brunt of all the crimes and atrocities committed by Yan Huai. The former disappeared from the history of the demon race, while the latter sealed away all of Yan Huai's memories, leaving only the tenth incarnation as a hope...

The system exhausted all its energy and barely managed to send the person into the modern civilized world a thousand years later, before falling into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until he was once again sensed and summoned by a soul from another world that Qi Yu reappeared, bringing Yan Huai's evil soul, who had lost his memories of the previous nine lives, back to the tomb raiding world ten thousand years later.

The place has long since changed beyond recognition. Although the souls of the most evil and the most good have successfully merged, the immense spiritual power cannot be stored in the memory body. Yan Huai must find it all on his own and eventually accept it.

Looking at Yan Huai, who was trapped in a vortex of memories with his eyes closed in the blue mist, Yan Chen seemed to feel both heartache and relief.

"The flow of time differs across the different worlds, but nearly 20,000 years have passed here. The Wang family first used the head of the family... and your father's skull as bait to temporarily deprive their clansmen of their power to resist. Once they regained consciousness, they were already unable to escape the Wang family's enslavement, and even your benevolent soul was not spared."

"I... I was no longer a Azure Dragon at that time. All my scales had fallen off, and I eventually degenerated into a Jiao... This is probably why I wasn't controlled by the Wang family."

"So I managed to steal back your father's skull and send it to the ancient Khmer Kingdom for safekeeping. But when I returned, I intended to use a trick to get close to the cage where you were imprisoned and check on your condition. However, I didn't expect that you had already disappeared."

“Ink, Ink Qilin…” Yan Huai murmured.

"Hmm... Mo Qilin, it swallowed your body and saved you." Yan Chen had never thought that a person's emotions could be described and endured with the phrase "Heaven has eyes," but at that moment, those four words were indeed the only thing on his mind.

"The Ink Qilin carried you on a long and winding journey, making it impossible for me to find you. Fortunately, before your other half of your soul returned, the Ink Qilin hid you in the back mountains of Puyang Village. You sensed the pull of your soul and came to the Qinling Mountains on your own. Although the first fusion was unsuccessful, you returned six years later..."

A bluish mist shrouded Yan Huai's entire body, leaving only his pair of golden vertical pupils that allowed him to see. As the mist dissipated, his clothes once again transformed into the dark blue robe he wore for his coming-of-age ceremony.

Familiar eyes and aura. Yan Chen blinked. After ten thousand years, a gentle smile finally appeared on his lips again—it's been a long time, my little brother.

"elder brother......"

The memories spanning tens of thousands of years were still too vast, and Yan Huai could only pick out the important ones to receive for the time being. But this did not prevent him from knowing all the sacrifices Yan Chen had made during this period of time that could be described as years.

Yan Chen could no longer restore the Azure Dragon's bloodline and true form... nor could he use most of the Azure Dragon clan's secret techniques. For ordinary clansmen, this was no different from becoming an ordinary person.

And then there are those who took the blame for him unjustly…

As Yan Huai thought about it, his vision blurred, as if he were a child who had been beaten and returned home, finally finding his parents as a safe haven. Overwhelmed by guilt and regret, he hugged them tightly.

Yan Chen was suddenly pulled up and forced to look up. He staggered a few steps and almost lost his balance. He was both amused and exasperated. He raised his hand and rubbed the "dragon head" and coaxed it in a low voice like when he was a child.

Actually... really, they all thought that once they got there, that would be good. That was their last thought as they lived.

"Alright~ Zhang Qiling is here too, right? He must have sensed that you've regained your memories. Come on, take me to meet him!"

Yan Chen's emotions were affected by Yan Huai, and his voice was a little nasal, but he was still very excited. He even grabbed Yan Huai's arm and tried to walk out.

"Hey bro, here's your knife back!"

Yan Huai remembered that Yan Chen had said that the Wang family had also come. Although he had the Branding Knife Technique given to him by Qi Yu, he was not used to using it. It would be better to return it to Yan Chen so that he would have an extra layer of self-defense.

"Speaking of knives makes me angry!" Yan Chen glared at Yan Huai as he walked, took the knife from the latter's spatial storage, and made him lead the way. "Three Soul-Suppressing Curses just vanished like that. When are you going to learn to control your temper?"

"Change it right away!" Now that he has a wife, things are completely different. Yan Huai accepts it without a word of complaint.