1289

 **Chapter 1289: Waiting for a Sad Result**

The noise gradually disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet. Lin Moyu occasionally saw passing soldiers. Whether walking alone or in groups, they were silent. They wore battle armor, stood tall, and exuded an aura completely different from ordinary cultivators. This was the military area, where ordinary cultivators had no access. Even though Lin Moyu held an honorary title, he couldn't enter at will. After all, it was just a title, not a real soldier. He enjoyed some privileges, but there was still a difference from real soldiers. But now, with Zhu Qiwu leading him, they could move freely here.

Zhu Qiwu walked quickly, and the two soon arrived at the center of the area. A grayish-blue building came into view, a square house, not very tall. Lin Moyu felt an unusual aura from the top of the house, making him feel a bit dangerous. The danger pricked like needles, causing his skin to faintly ache. The house was surrounded by taller buildings, hiding it from view. Even from the fortress above, if one didn't look carefully, they would overlook its existence.

Zhu Qiwu noticed the change in Lin Moyu's expression and smiled, "That's the core of the fortress, with a starry sky array engraved on the roof." He didn't say more, believing Lin Moyu would understand. Lin Moyu just responded with a faint "hmm" and didn't ask further. The starry sky fortress was a powerful war weapon, and once fully operational, its combat power was terrifying. Countless secrets were hidden within the starry sky fortress. Sometimes, knowing too much wasn't a good thing.

Zhu Qiwu suddenly asked, "Kid, aren't you curious this time?" Lin Moyu shook his head, "Curiosity killed the cat." Zhu Qiwu couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head lightly. He knew Lin Moyu had a sense of propriety, knowing what to ask and what not to ask.

The two entered the low fortress core house. In the center of the house was a large rectangular conference table. There were nine seats on each side, with a main seat at the front. The commander of Fortress No. 1, Ke Yuanjun, sat in the first seat on the left of the main seat. An elder sat on the right side of the main seat, whom Lin Moyu didn't recognize. But he knew this elder's status must be extraordinary, likely an elder of Fortress No. 1. Zhu Qiwu pointed to an empty seat, "Sit anywhere you like." He then directly sat in the main seat. Lin Moyu also didn't stand on ceremony and sat in the second seat on the left, next to Ke Yuanjun.

Zhu Qiwu introduced, "Ke Yuanjun, commander of Fortress No. 1." Lin Moyu nodded and greeted Ke Yuanjun, "Senior, long time no see." The two had met twice before and were somewhat familiar with each other. Zhu Qiwu then pointed to the white-robed elder on the right and said, "Elder Bai Qitian of Fortress No. 1." Lin Moyu greeted Bai Qitian, "Greetings, Elder Bai." Bai Qitian nodded slightly, "No need to be so formal, young friend Lin."

Each fortress had four elders, so it wasn't surprising to see one here. But Lin Moyu was curious why only one elder had come. Could it be that Elder Bai Qitian was related to the ancient tomb? Zhu Qiwu said, "Elder Bai's only son went to the ancient tomb and didn't return." Lin Moyu thought to himself, "As expected." He had guessed that Bai Qitian's presence was related to the ancient tomb. Lin Moyu then looked at Ke Yuanjun. Ke Yuanjun smiled bitterly, "My direct disciple also went to the ancient tomb." Lin Moyu couldn't help but ask, "They were all god-kings, right?" Bai Qitian and Ke Yuanjun both nodded. Lin Moyu sighed, "My condolences."

Although they had guessed this outcome, their expressions still changed. Both showed traces of sadness, especially Bai Qitian. That was his only son, and even as a god sovereign, Bai Qitian's eyes became moist. Who said heroes don't shed tears? It's just that they haven't reached the point of heartbreak. Lin Moyu's words shattered his last bit of hope. Zhu Qiwu coughed lightly, "Explain in detail." Lin Moyu looked at Ke Yuanjun and Bai Qitian. He felt that knowing their loved ones had died was already a blow. If they learned that their souls were imprisoned and would remain in the cemetery forever, it would be another blow.

Bai Qitian suppressed his grief and said softly, "It's okay, young friend Lin, just speak." Ke Yuanjun also said, "We want to know the truth." Lin Moyu recounted what he knew. When he mentioned the souls imprisoned in the cemetery, Bai Qitian couldn't help but shed tears. Ke Yuanjun's eyes grew sadder, his fists clenched and trembling, emitting cracking sounds. They never expected that after waiting for so many years, this would be the result. A sad result, truly curiosity killed the god-kings.

Zhu Qiwu sighed, "The mystery of the ancient tomb is solved. In that situation, ordinary god-kings had no way out." The implication was that only someone like Lin Moyu had a chance to survive. Zhu Qiwu would report this to the Human Emperor Network, and the mission would change accordingly. Looking at the silent Ke Yuanjun and Bai Qitian, Zhu Qiwu said again, "You are both god sovereigns, take life and death lightly. As for the souls in the cemetery, I'll see if there's a chance." Bai Qitian's eyes lit up, "You mean..." Zhu Qiwu nodded but didn't answer directly. Ke Yuanjun respectfully saluted Zhu Qiwu, "Thank you, Lord Guardian." Zhu Qiwu waved his hand, "I called you here to give you an answer. Now you can leave. I have something to discuss with this kid alone."

The two didn't hesitate and quickly got up to leave. Before leaving, they didn't forget to thank Lin Moyu. Although it was a sad result, at least they knew the outcome. They didn't doubt Lin Moyu's words; he had no reason to lie. Moreover, lying in front of god sovereigns was difficult. After they left, Zhu Qiwu lightly knocked on the table. The door of the house closed with a bang. Zhu Qiwu looked at Lin Moyu, "Continue, finish your story."

Lin Moyu had only mentioned how he entered the cemetery and discovered the imprisoned god-king cleaners but hadn't talked about what happened after passing the test. After passing the test, he might have returned directly or gained some benefits. But Zhu Qiwu felt it wouldn't be that simple. Lin Moyu wouldn't have rushed to find him for just that. The fewer the words, the more the matter. Zhu Qiwu thought the same.

Lin Moyu said, "There are eight cemeteries surrounding the central mountain." "After passing the test, I entered the central mountain." "I climbed to the top and saw some scenes from ancient times." Lin Moyu described the scenes shown by the undying flame, including the giant coffin, the throne, and the skeleton general preparing to revive. He only omitted the part about the animal hide. The hide was already in his possession, and no one else would see it if they entered later. As long as he didn't mention it, no one would know. No, the skeleton general knew. But would the skeleton general speak?

Zhu Qiwu's brows furrowed deeper, and his voice grew heavy, "You mean, it's preparing to revive..."