Corpse Recovery Diver

"I truly admire you; even in this current situation, you still manage to keep such confidence."

"It's because I'm dealing with you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be so certain."

"Certain about what?"

"Certain that you wouldn't dare to gamble."

"Hehehe..." Zhao Yi licked his teeth, "Do you know, it's very dangerous for you to say these things now? Aren't you afraid of provoking me further and making me lose my head?"

"You've been very clear-headed all along."

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment."

"You're very weak; you should talk less."

Zhao Yi walked back to the basin with a towel, rinsed and wrung it out with hot water, then returned to help the boy wipe his face.

"In truth, I really hope you could die."

"The feeling is mutual."

"Thank you."

"Are you a parrot or something?"

"Sigh." Zhao Yi casually tossed the towel back onto the rack and sat beside the boy, "It would've been better if it wasn't me who came this time."

"I knew ages ago that if someone were to come, it would most likely be you."

The vow left on Zhao Wuyang's stone tablet stated that when the Old Transgender commits mass slaughter once more, a descendant of the Zhao Family would come to suppress it.

Zhao Yi: "You saw the words on the tablet, didn't you?"

Li Zhiyuan: "I also took the things from inside the tablet."

"Do you feel like you robbed me of my things?"

"Do you think that your ancestor's vow on the tablet was made just for you?"

"I never said that."

"If it really was meant for you, then I'd think a little less of that Dragon King in your family history."

"No, you should continue to think highly. I know the ancestor's action wasn't to leave a fortune for later generations."

Li Zhiyuan had faith in the Dragon King's grandeur.

While others might doubt that Zhao Wuyang left tablets and artifacts to pave a path for future generations, even hinting at self-serving motives...

But the problem is, the Old Transgender is no ordinary person.

Who would keep jackals and tigers to pave the way for future generations?

A vow is a commitment and a responsibility.

Zhao Wuyang genuinely intends for his family to shoulder the responsibility of suppressing the Old Transgender.

"Can I take a look at the ancestor's things?"

Li Zhiyuan opened his right hand, and the copper coin sword slid out.

Zhao Yi reached out to hold it up in front of him, lightly tracing the tarnish with his fingertips, and marveled:

"What a treasure."

"Yes, your ancestor gave it to me."

Zhao Yi continued to carefully cradle the copper coin sword in his left hand while pounding the floor with a clenched right fist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mr. Tian opened the door, peeked in, thinking something had happened.

"Get out."

"Okay, young master."

Mr. Tian quickly closed the door and left.

After venting, Zhao Yi continued to be engrossed in observing the copper coin sword:

"The Ancestor's Notes documented this sword; every coin on it was personally refined by the ancestor, embodying the highest yang to counteract evil."

Materially, the copper coin sword doesn't differ much.

What truly determines the sword's value is its previous owner.

When Li Zhiyuan faced that boy at the bottom of the lake, the moment the boy's head touched the copper coin, a layer of skin was instantly scorched off, proving the sword's value.

"Let's discuss something. After all, this is my family's ancestral thing. Might you demonstrate some generosity and return it to its origin?"

"Dream on."

"The copper coin sword requires corresponding skills to fully unleash its potential; otherwise, it's like casting pearls before swine."

"You could teach me your family's skills to avoid such a tragedy."

"That..."

"I learn things very quickly."

Zhao Yi: "What I mean is, you should give me some benefits so I can convince myself to believe the performance of the one downstairs."

From start to finish, Zhao Yi had only glanced at Xue Liangliang when carrying Li Zhiyuan upstairs.

He hadn't bothered to step outside for a closer inspection, because there was no need.

Much like the two sides of a coin, there are only two outcomes, and there's no point in observing the coin's trajectory during its flip.

"Dream on."

"You're missing only this one magic artifact?"

"Yes."

"Don't the Qin and Liu Families' ancestral homes have all kinds of good treasures?"

"Can you currently go to Jiujiang Zhao's storeroom and pick something out?"

"Of course not. Now that I've embarked on Zou Jiang, unless I concede and relight the lamp, I can't have deep cause-and-effect interactions with home."

"The same goes here."

"But who doesn't get equipped by their family before embarking on Zou Jiang?"

"Me."

Zhao Yi: "..."

The Jiang Shui's harshness towards Li Zhiyuan wasn't just about age.

This sudden and unanticipated ignition of the lamps and the start of Zou Jiang directly severed the causal ties between Li Zhiyuan and the Qin and Liu Families' legacy.

In a normal process, after Grandma Liu took him under her wing, she'd definitely give him the best items from the ancestral home as long as he could adeptly use them; Liu Yumei would never be stingy.

But she never anticipated encountering such an unprecedented situation.

Once Zou Jiang begins, it brings inherent consequences, and those superior items can't be given out.

Alii using ancestral tablets to make equipment was a loophole since the spirits of the Qin and Liu ancestors were gone. Without spirits, the tablets naturally fell outside of causality.

Normally, enjoying meals at the Liu family wasn't an issue, and it was reasonable for elders to tailor clothes for the younger generation.

But despite knowing Grandma Liu was wealthy, their small pickup truck was bought with money from Yin Meng selling old books.

This involves a balance; getting too entangled could lead to repercussions for the family.

Even monetary exchanges had to avoid large sums, let alone ancestral magic artifacts entangled in deeper causality.