MC - Chapter 393: The Rain That Year

"I don't know how His Majesty will think if he knew about this, but I think that if Deercry Monastery finds out about this, their enmity with you will be irreconcilable till death."

Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu walking ahead and felt a headache. This genius girl from the Xie Family actually harbored thoughts of grave robbing. And the target of this grave robbery was not just anyone, but the number one meritorious subject who helped the current Emperor win that decisive battle.

The black-robed monk was revered by countless people and similarly resented by countless people.

He was also the only Nation Teacher of the Great Liang Dynasty.

Ignoring Chen Chao, Xie Nandu continued on her own, "That Nation Teacher not only had unparalleled wisdom but was a genuine talent. He was also extremely skilled in military strategy and warfare. He was a true polymath. It's said that he wrote a secret book called 'Heaven's Calculations,' which contains all his lifetime learnings. Aren't you interested?"

Chen Chao shook his head honestly and said, "Even if you find the grave of this Nation Teacher, how can you be sure that his book was buried with him?"

Xie Nandu frowned, "If he didn't bring it into the grave, where else could it be?"

Chen Chao asked, "Did this Nation Teacher not have any disciples?"

Xie Nandu replied without lifting her head, "The Nation Teacher lived his life freely and casually, how would he have successors?"

"Since he doesn't even have a successor, why would he bring those things to his grave?"

Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu, wanting to dispel her plan. Let alone discussing what would happen if the grave of the black-robed monk was dug up, just the act of tomb robbing itself was not a good thing.

Suddenly, Xie Nandu stopped in front of a small mound, then squatted down, picked up a bit of damp soil with her fingers, smelled it, and nodded, saying, "This is it."

Chen Chao was startled, and then squatted down as well. Soon, he smelled a scent of alcohol and murmured, "Good wine."

However, he still said

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Martial Cultivator Chapter 393: The Rain That Year

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