The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 542 - 444: Southern Sect Tomb-Robbing Grandmaster (Second Update)

"Wu Tiandu is here too?"

Yang Tian's eyes lit up.

Originally, he was searching for Wu Tiandu, one of the Four Great Golden Spirit Guardians.

But what puzzled him was whether Wu Tiandu's presence in West Capital was related to Wu Yue's disappearance?

Most importantly, did Master Wu come because Wu Tiandu called him? Does that mean Wu Tiandu isn't dead?

But Elder Wu said Wu Tianzhe died thirty years ago.

What is going on?

Glancing at Elder Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, muttering nonstop, Yang Tian understood why Elder Wu appeared so panicked and restless when he arrived in West Capital.

It's indeed strange when a supposedly dead person suddenly informs you to find him.

"Let's head back first!"

Yang Tian said to Ling Ying.

In a flash, the two disappeared into the woods.

"Yang, Wu Tiandu is one of the Four Great Golden Spirit Guardians of the Ancient Martial Dynasty, and him being in West Capital means this trip wasn't in vain."

Back at the Galaxy Hotel, Ling Ying remarked.

"Indeed, Wu Tiandu's presence here is advantageous for us!"

Yang Tian also wished to quickly locate all of the Four Great Golden Spirit Guardians to rally the old forces of the Ancient Martial Dynasty for its restoration.

However, thinking about Wu Yue's sudden disappearance made Yang Tian find the situation a bit eerie.

"Could it be that Wu Yue's disappearance is related to Wu Tiandu?"

Ling Ying suddenly asked.

"It's possible!" Yang Tian nodded, "Tomorrow morning, we'll find a way to look around the Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb for clues!"

The design Wu Yue drew is the key.

This Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb is an ancient, well-preserved tomb that has been guarded by cultural heritage organizations for decades. Despite this, no one has dared to open it, and it's unclear what Wu Yue intended with his drawing of the tomb.

But everything needs to be explored gradually.

Early the next morning, Yang Tian was awakened by the urgent ringing of his phone.

He picked up his phone and saw it was a call from Chu Qian.

"Young Master, I know some master tomb raiders who plan to infiltrate the Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb in the next few days. Do you want to follow them..."

Chu Qian said straightforwardly right from the start.

She knew Yang Tian intended to visit the Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb, but as it's under constant watch and protection by cultural heritage organizations, no one knows its condition, so she had to seek help from some people on the path for him.

"Master tomb raiders?"

Yang Tian's eyes brightened.

He understood that some tomb raiders are familiar with Feng Shui and the Eight Trigrams, specializing in extracting artifacts from ancient tombs.

If there are indeed tomb raiders leading the way, Yang Tian might be able to directly enter the Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb to investigate.

After all, the design Wu Yue hastily left behind depicted the entire Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb.

Even the tomb buried beneath the hill was roughly outlined by Wu Yue.

Wu Yue most likely wanted Yang Tian to enter and explore the Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb.

So Yang Tian quickly decided to follow the group of tomb raiders to see for himself. But he asked, "The Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb is vast and has never been raided for thousands of years. Madam Chu, how capable are these tomb raiders you mentioned?"

"Rest assured, these tomb raiders are masters from the Southern Sect, led by Southern Sect's Tian! He's considered a representative of the Southern Sect!"

Chu Qian said enthusiastically.

"Alright."

Yang Tian nodded.

He and Ling Ying walked out, encountering the enthusiastic female manager in the hotel's lobby.

"The madam has given instructions, please follow us."

The female manager led Yang Tian and Ling Ying into a VIP room.

Inside, there were four men and women.

These four included men and women, old and young.

Sitting on the sofa was a meticulous and authoritative elder in his fifties. Next to him was a plump middle-aged man. Standing beside them were two young men and women, who seemed to be disciples.

"Tian, these are the descendants of the Chen Family as mentioned by the madam..."

The female manager respectfully addressed the elder.

"Hmm."

In the room, the four men and women looked toward Yang Tian and Ling Ying.

The elder showed no expression, revealing neither joy nor anger, but Yang Tian sensed a Divine Sense probing him from the elder.

He smiled inwardly, realizing the elder was a cultivator.

However, the elder's aura wasn't powerful, at most at the mid Body Tempering Realm.

Yang Tian then observed the middle-aged man and two youths, but felt no Spiritual Breath fluctuations from them.

It seemed that the Southern Sect's grandmaster was somewhat skilled.

While the elder was detecting Yang Tian's and Ling Ying's auras, he furrowed his brow, appearing puzzled.

After all, Yang Tian and Ling Ying were stronger than the elder.

In the Ancient Martial Realm, cultivators with lower cultivation can't sense the aura of stronger Ancient Martial Artists.

Thus, the elder's confusion was understandable.

Yang Tian flipped his hand, gently sticking a Breath-Holding Spirit Talisman onto Ling Ying. He also quickly suppressed his Spiritual Breath, so the elder could no longer detect their auras.

"What Chen Family Young Master? Looks more like a spoiled young master with nothing better to do, he'd surely be a burden if he tags along!"

The young man beside them scowled and cursed directly.

Next to him, a young woman, graceful and petite, with fair, pretty features and large black eyes, sized up Yang Tian.

"Yisong, shut up!"

Upon hearing the young man's words, the middle-aged man snapped.

The young man shot a cold glance at Yang Tian, falling silent.

Yet his eyes remained vigilant on Yang Tian, as if fearing he'd take his things away.

Yang Tian glanced at the girl beside the young man and chuckled inwardly. He spoke up, "You are Southern Sect's grandmaster tomb raiders, I won't waste words. I hope we can cooperate well this time."

"Young man, as a descendant of the Chen Family, we Greenway folk naturally show respect. However, this line of work is fraught with danger. The Tang Emperor's Ling Tomb has existed for thousands of years, and no one knows its mysteries. There's a saying among us tomb raiders: 'We never touch the Tang Tomb!' The Feng Shui of this area is superior among royal mausoleums, yet it lies coiled in the Dragon Claw of the Dragon Vein. For millennia, no one dared approach it. I suggest you stay back!"

The middle-aged man said seriously.

He thought Yang Tian and Ling Ying were idle, spoiling for trouble.

"Don't worry, we won't be a nuisance to you."

Yang Tian stated calmly.

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man frowned, seeing Yang Tian unfazed by the warnings.

The younger man scowled, "Do you even know anything about Feng Shui? How to use the Eight Trigrams Mirror? How to search for dragon veins and acupoints? Do you know how to test water depth?"