Chapter 2: Enneawyrm Coffinbearers (1/2)

The governor’s manor was so large it felt like an enormous park. Landscapes of hills reflected over pools of water, and pavilions played hide and seek with the scenery. The residence was the epitome of luxury both within and without.

But in Lu Yun’s eyes, this was the devil’s den!

“Enneawyrm Coffinbearers… [1] finding this kind of feng shui influence in the governor’s manor? If my guess is correct, Dusk Province must be one of the poorest in Nephrite Major,” Lu Yun murmured to himself.

The feng shui arrangement here hadn’t been set up recently; it had to have at least several hundred, or even a thousand years worth of history. The layout had melded perfectly with its environs, turning into a feng shui influence.

The manor was built on the central lifepoint of the province. It impacted the fortunes of all of Dusk. Placing the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers here was to sever the fortunes of the entire province. Over time, it would render Dusk into a sterile desert.

“Milord, you misspoke. This isn’t some Enneawyrm Coffinbearers, it’s the Enneawyrm Provenance Formation. Nine dragons soar to the sky when it activates. It once slaughtered an immortal bent on causing trouble,” corrected Wanfeng.

Lu Yun and Wanfeng were currently standing in one of the tallest Mooncatcher Towers in the manor. It overlooked the entire residence, and even all of Dusk City.

“But Dusk really is one of the poorest provinces in Nephrite Major. There are very few mines, and barely any immortals. Grand Steward Xue has to travel to a neighboring province to purchase his foundation stones.”

It looks like feng shui and formations are two sides of the same coin. Do immortals only understand formations, but not feng shui? But that doesn’t make sense. People on Earth who dabble in feng shui always say they’re the disciple of some god, or are a reincarnated god themselves.

Lu Yun was a bit lost as he listened to Wanfeng’s explanation. The one thing he could be certain of was that the immortals of this world, or its cultivators, wholly ignored feng shui when setting up formations.

This Enneawyrm Provenance Formation could execute immortals, but at the same time, it ruined the lifepoint of the entire province and washed away its fortunes.

Lu Yun didn’t feel that a formation master who was well-versed in feng shui would set up such an arrangement. Similarly, someone well-educated in feng shui would absolutely point out the current flaws when he saw such a layout.

“Eh? What’s that?” Lu Yun subconsciously raised his head because he saw a towering mountain far off in the distance, beyond the city gates.

Outside of the city’s eastern gate, within a hundred miles of the city proper, was an immense mountain named Mount Carmine Dusk. Lu Yun’s eyes glued themselves to it when he looked at it properly.

“That looks like… a large tomb?”

Though he couldn’t examine it in greater detail, its shape looked like the Black Tortoise crouched over a hill. That made it a fantastic location for a tomb.

If he wasn’t mistaken, that was precisely its purpose, and it wasn’t an ordinary tomb located there either.

“Immortals die too?” He was flabbergasted.

“Of course they do,” Wanfeng burst out laughing when she saw her master’s expression.

Legends spoke of an immortal’s tomb beneath the mountain. This was something that all Dusk citizens knew about.

“There was a great war a hundred thousand years ago. The sky shattered and the earth fragmented, and the entire immortal world disintegrated into the nine majors, ten lands, and four seas that we have today. It’s said that all of the immortals in the world died in that conflict, which spelled the end of the ancient immortal civilization.

“There are tombs for immortals like that everywhere in the world now. No one knows who built them.”

Lu Yun was of no mind to listen to the stories that Wanfeng was painstakingly telling him.

“There are tombs for immortals all over the world?” His eyes gleamed. He’d found the meaning of life!

As a tomb raider, he’d become an orphan when his old man passed away after raising him. The only goal he had left in life was raiding tombs, uncovering the truths buried by history, and displaying those hidden secrets to the world.

He’d pretty much covered all of the tombs on Earth. Now that he was in a world of immortals, it was time to get a taste of theirs!

Flames of enthusiasm licked at him. As for that Enneawyrm Coffinbearers feng shui? Whatever.