"Inches Away, Sky Far Away" is a widely known spatial spell that no one has ever managed to learn. It touches upon the very essence of spatial magic, accessible only to those with profound insight and exceptional fortune.
Once mastered, one could roam freely, traveling anywhere in the vast world at will.
"So the place you just thought of was the edge of a cliff? How unique," Immortal Fairy Buxiu exclaimed in wonder, feeling that this junior she possessed was truly remarkable to have learned such a difficult spell as "Inches Away, Sky Far Away" in an instant.
"Unique my foot! I was thinking of Tianmen Peak! What is this place?!" Lu Yang cried out. Anyone suddenly appearing above a cliff wouldn't be calm.
Most importantly, he was falling!
If he were to hit the ground squarely, becoming a pile of flesh would be the best outcome.
Hearing this, Immortal Fairy Buxiu's expression drastically changed. If anything happened to Lu Yang, that little girl would likely beat her until her soul scattered!
"Quick, quick! Let me control your body, I'll save you!"
At such a critical moment, Lu Yang couldn't possibly pin his hopes on the ever-unreliable Immortal Fairy Buxiu. His falling speed was increasing, and he had to find a way to land safely.
Lu Yang took two deep breaths, trying to calm himself. It was pitch black beneath his feet, and he couldn't see anything, so there was no problem with acrophobia.
"Inches Away, Sky Far Away!"
Lu Yang prayed that the newly learned spell would transport him back; this was the best outcome.
Lu Yang, who was falling, instantly vanished and reappeared above the cliff.
Lu Yang: "..."
It seemed he couldn't go back for now. No matter, he had a second plan.
"Shrink to an Inch!"
Lu Yang only shrunk his body, but his clothes remained their original size. He quickly grabbed the four corners of his clothes, forming a makeshift parachute, and only then did his speed decrease.
"Phew—" Lu Yang sighed in relief.
With steep cliff faces on both sides, Lu Yang floated precariously in the middle, feeling a bit unsettled, unsure what awaited him.
"Look quickly! There's a protrusion on the cliff face over there, like a platform! Land there!" Immortal Fairy Buxiu exclaimed.
"Where? I don't see it," Lu Yang frowned.
"Left side, it's on the left! Your spiritual sense doesn't extend as far as mine, I saw it before you!"
Lu Yang maneuvered in the direction Immortal Fairy Buxiu indicated, and he truly landed on a platform.
Only when his feet touched something solid did Lu Yang truly relax. He had been terrified just now.
"Was that really 'Inches Away, Sky Far Away' you just used?" Immortal Fairy Buxiu looked at Lu Yang suspiciously. She had used it many times but had never encountered a similar situation.
"It should be... probably," Lu Yang wasn't entirely sure. He now had some understanding of his own spell talent, knowing that he couldn't entirely blame his senior sister for his skewed learning.
He also bore some responsibility.
"At least it's a legitimate spatial spell, and one that teleports me away," Lu Yang consoled himself.
Moreover, the "Inches Away, Sky Far Away" that Lu Yang cultivated had another advantage.
Cultivators who practiced spatial magic most feared encountering enemies who also practiced spatial magic. Such opponents would calculate your teleportation location, relentlessly pursuing you, making them very difficult to deal with.
Lu Yang didn't have to worry about this situation at all, as he himself didn't know where he would be teleported.
"Speaking of which, where is this?" Lu Yang looked up at the sky. The cliff walls were steep; he could only see a sliver of blue sky and couldn't distinguish his location at all.
He didn't know how far it was from Wen Dao Sect, or if this was even the Central Continent.
"No matter where it is, there's nothing to fear," Immortal Fairy Buxiu encouraged Lu Yang. "With this Immortal protecting you, nothing can go wrong!"
Lu Yang felt it was better to rely on himself than on an immortal. At least he knew his own capabilities; an immortal didn't.
"Let's go inside and take a look. This seems to be a cave dwelling," Immortal Fairy Buxiu urged.
"Alright."
As Lu Yang stepped into the cave dwelling, he heard a "bang" from behind him. Two stone doors had closed.
The stone doors were made of an unknown material. Lu Yang gritted his teeth, exerting immense strength, but failed to budge them even slightly.
Immortal Fairy Buxiu's expression was solemn. "Don't waste your energy. This door was crafted by a mighty cultivator; it's not something a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like you can move."
With the stone doors closed, the already dark cave dwelling became completely pitch black.
Just as Lu Yang thought of using the True Samadhi Fire to illuminate his surroundings, he saw faint lights suddenly appear on both sides.
"Luminous pearls?" The long cave passage was lined with luminous stones on both sides.
Lu Yang felt he had heard someone mention this way of arranging luminous pearls before.
Where had he heard it?
"We can only go deeper."
In the empty passage, only Lu Yang's footsteps echoed, making it feel eerie and strange.
Lu Yang reached the end of the passage. There stood two rows of majestic terracotta warriors, holding various magical artifacts, as if guarding something. The warriors surrounded a stone tablet, on which was inscribed: "The Deceased Live Forever."
Lu Yang finally knew where this sense of familiarity came from. Isn't this a tomb?!
"The Deceased Live Forever" was a common inscription on human tombs.
Lu Yang's hair stood on end. He never expected to walk into a tomb.
"Th-this, this is a tomb?!" Immortal Fairy Buxiu feigned composure, but Lu Yang still detected a hint of tremor and unease in her voice.
"It should be," Lu Yang nodded seriously, feeling he had gotten involved in a major event.
"Gulp." Immortal Fairy Buxiu nervously made a swallowing motion.
Seeing this, a slightly comical guess popped into Lu Yang's mind: "Fairy, you're not afraid of ghosts, are you?"
"Who, who would be afraid of such things? I am a dignified immortal," Immortal Fairy Buxiu's voice was trembling.
"But you're trembling."
"I'm cold."
"Do you still remember your title?"
"Immortal Fairy Buxiu."
"With a title like yours, in the tomb-raiding world, you'd be a big figure like the ancestor of zombies. What are you afraid of?"
Remembering the immortal who had so confidently promised to protect him, Lu Yang felt that not trusting the immortal's nonsense was the smartest thing he had ever done.
"Well, there's no need to be afraid. I happen to have some books about tombs here."
Lu Yang pulled out a copy of "Tomb Robbing Insights" from his identity jade token. It was the thank-you gift given by Shang Zhongtian, the head of the Shang family, after he had slain the Painted Skin Ghost.
"I never thought I'd use it here."
"Oh, such a good thing!" Immortal Fairy Buxiu's eyes lit up. Why do tombs and ghosts make people afraid? Naturally, it stems from the word "unknown."
With this book, the fear would significantly decrease.
"Open it and see what it says. Does it describe what type of tomb this is?" Immortal Fairy Buxiu urged.
Lu Yang hadn't read the book after getting it, but it wasn't too late to read it now.
He opened the first page and softly read its contents:
"Article 532 of the Great Xia Penal Code stipulates that mortals and Qi Refining cultivators who excavate ancient tombs of historical, artistic, or cultivation value shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years, and shall also be fined; if the circumstances are minor, they shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, and shall also be fined."
"For Foundation Establishment cultivators who commit this crime, the sentencing shall be doubled compared to Qi Refining cultivators."
Lu Yang felt this book wasn't very reliable.
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