The Unremarkable Little Taoist Master

Unbeknownst to us, we had been exchanging blows for dozens of rounds. I could clearly feel my strength fading, and I could barely fend off the attacks from the Jiangshi.

After all, a Jiangshi does not tire or feel pain, and its strength is immense. The fact that I’ve held on this long is already quite an achievement.

I shook my numb arms, realizing that if things continued like this, I would soon be joining the young ghost. I urgently shouted at the old daoist priest, who was still in shock, “Old man, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and help us!”

At my shout, the old man snapped back to reality and began to unleash various tactics to combat the Jiangshi. I noticed the Jiangshi skillfully wielding a large knife, blocking our attacks effortlessly.

The two of us, unable to make any progress, felt a wave of anxiety. After all, if we continued like this, we would soon tire out, and if that happened, we might never leave this place. Given the current situation, it seemed unlikely that we could defeat the Jiangshi anytime soon.

I couldn’t help but wonder who this Jiangshi had been in life. I felt that someone with such strength must have been a notable general during the Qin dynasty. Just considering how formidable it was as a Jiangshi hinted that this person was likely a fierce warrior in their past life.

And this was just the first tomb; I couldn’t help but worry that the tombs we would encounter next would be even more terrifying.

The old daoist priest managed to land a blow, then slapped a talisman onto the Jiangshi’s forehead with force.

Instantly, the Jiangshi struggled and halted its movements.

We didn’t stop, quickly regrouping before continuing onward.

This time, we entered a burial chamber filled with terracotta warriors, almost as if they were real people.

With a rumble, a loud crash echoed through the chamber.

I saw the terracotta warriors in the burial chamber slowly advancing toward us. With each step they took, a strange light flickered across their bodies, and they gradually began to regain their human forms.

It was an eerie scene, and even I, who had witnessed many terrifying things over the years, felt a twinge of fear.

The fact that these clay figures could return to their human state reminded me of the legends surrounding Qin Shi Huang’s tomb. It was said that the terracotta warriors would seal living people inside, leaving them to suffocate.

As the terracotta warriors approached us, their eyes gleamed with a frenzied, bloodthirsty hunger. Just when we were ready to fight, the terracotta warriors suddenly froze in place, bowing their heads. The sound of galloping hooves echoed in our ears, growing louder and nearer, sounding incredibly fast.

A single rider on horseback approached us. On the horse sat a man clad in armor, whose pale face made him seem more like a scholar than a general.

The man straightened up and coldly addressed us, “You have intruded into my royal tomb. According to the laws of the Qin dynasty, you shall be punished.”

After speaking, the general fell silent, raising his sword. The previously bowing terracotta warriors lifted their heads, their eyes shining with bloodlust as they slowly surrounded us.

Sweat was soaking through my clothes, and the old daoist priest and I could only grit our teeth, watching coldly as the Qin Army terracotta warriors encircled us. We were prepared to attack at the slightest movement. Thus, both sides found themselves in a strange stalemate, glaring at each other without breaking the silence.

Suddenly, with a sharp shriek from the scholar-like leader, the terracotta warriors charged at us as if they had gone mad. Seeing the Qin Army terracotta warriors launching their assault, the three of us began our counterattack.

I swung my blade and sent one terracotta warrior flying before charging toward the location of the Qin Army general, deftly dispatching several warriors that attempted to block my path.

As I rushed towards him, the scholar-like general showed no sign of panic on his face-only a hint of mocking disdain. This ignited a fierce anger within me.

The tiger doesn’t roar, and you think I’m a sick cat? I angrily gripped the long knife in my hand, glaring coldly at the scholar-like general. At this moment, the only way to ease my rage was by taking this bastard’s life.

As my blade came down, it emitted a dazzling golden light upon impact. I finally stood before the general of the terracotta warriors, who, upon seeing the fury in my eyes, merely smiled before slowly drawing the large sword from his back.

The warhorse understood its master’s intent and charged toward me. As I saw the mounted general swinging his sword down at me, I reluctantly chose to dodge; with a galloping warhorse and a descending sword, I seriously doubted I could escape being split in half.

When the general realized his swing had missed, he hesitated for a moment, seemingly taken aback by my dodge. Seeing him looking dumbfounded made me chuckle inwardly. The general, noticing my grin as bright as a blooming flower, quickly turned his horse and charged at me once more.

This time, his speed was astonishing. The general’s large sword sliced through the air, reaching me in an instant. I wanted to evade, but my body wouldn’t respond. Desperate, I gritted my teeth and bit my tongue, a thick metallic taste flooding my senses. I spat out a cloud of blood mist towards the terracotta general.

The general likely didn’t expect me to pull such a stunt; a twisted grin on his face momentarily showed a flash of pain. That moment of discomfort caused his sword to veer off course.

It cut dangerously close over my head, and at that moment, I felt as if death was right beside me. Breathing heavily while taking in the sight of the terracotta general caught in agony, I gasped for air.

In that instant, I felt surrounded by fear. My body felt weak, and even many years later, thinking back on the trip to Qin Shi Huang’s tomb still sent shivers down my spine. The mounted general toppled off his horse with a thud, clutching his head in pain as he let out a haunting scream that looked downright terrifying.

Seeing the state of the terracotta general brought me a sense of relief; there now, you looked down on me, didn’t you? Now you understand my strength, right? Let’s see if you dare to be so arrogant again.