For a mont, he thought the rumors about him being a "useless prince" weren’t entirely false.
Right now, his mind was filled only with thoughts of gold, not realizing that even in this chamber, his life was in serious danger.
"I read about this in an old book," Shang Qinghua said, half to himself, half to Yue Mingxuan. "These traps were the unique technique of the Master of Trickery Luo Feng, but they were lost over a thousand years ago. I didn’t expect to find them in an ordinary cave behind the royal palace of the Beirong Kingdom."
"The Beirong royal family is not as simple as it seems," he added, almost as if speaking a warning.
Yue Mingxuan internally groaned.
First, he explained the trap with such authority and now that he asked him to deactivate it, he was powerless.
He silently cursed this perverted prince, he keeps talking big but he can’t do anything.
However, after his recent close calls, he could only complain in his heart and bite back all of his frustration.
"Then... we’ll just have to go back the way we ca."
After saying this, Yue Mingxuan’s heart ached more than anyone could imagine.
What did it an to enter a treasure mountain and leave empty handed?
This was exactly it.
He made a silent promise to himself that he would rember this place.
There was no way he could let so much beautiful golden treasure just be buried and wasted.
"The trap at the entrance only allows entry. It does not allow exit." Shang Qinghua’s next words left Yue Mingxuan frozen in place.
He had known he wasn’t going to be that lucky.
The heavens were clearly planning to trap him alive in this hidden chamber.
He had just transmigrated and he hadn’t yet soaked in beauty, tasted fine food, or trained to attain unmatched martial skills and now he was about to die in this broken cave.
Even though the most handso man in the four kingdoms was beside him, what use was he if he couldn’t reach him?
At that mont, Yue Mingxuan suddenly felt that sothing was strange.
Why, when he had tried to reach for the gold bar at the back and Shang Qinghua who had know about the danger had he only stopped him verbally?
Even when he explained the traps earlier, he had stood completely still.
"Prince Shang, what’s wrong?" he asked cautiously.
Shang Qinghua let out a helpless sigh.
He had noticed.
Ever since passing through that damn trap, he had been able to move at first, but after reaching a certain spot, his body had frozen completely, as if soone had cast a binding spell.
Realizing he had discovered this, he no longer hid it.
"Once I got here, I couldn’t move anymore," he said.
Hearing him speak, Yue Mingxuan’s panic strangely cald.
Either way, it was a gamble with death.
He might as well take the risk and see what strange things this broken place held.
He carefully studying the hidden chamber in front of her and he was amazed to discover that the furniture inside was arranged according to the Twenty Eight Star Constellations.
The ultimate source seed to be the Five Elents Bagua diagram on the altar straight ahead.
Since the furniture followed the order of the Twenty Eight Star Constellations and he was at the tail end, he figured that by following the constellation sequence in reverse, he could reach the altar.
Well, if he was going to die, he might as well try.
Yue Mingxuan took a deep breath first and then he slowly started moving toward the altar.
"Yue Mingxuan, what the hell are you doing?!" Shang Qinghua noticed his intention and shouted anxiously. "You don’t know martial arts. Don’t go to your death!"
"Shh..." Yue Mingxuan waved his hand irritably.
Either way, it was death.
He would rather turn to dust in a mont than starve to death alive in this cursed place.
Step by step, he moved forward, trying his best to recall the Twenty Eight Star Constellations in his mind.
At the sa ti he feels terrified of misstepping and losing his life.
Survival would be best, of course, but there were still countless foods, treasures, and martial arts waiting for him in the world.
Even if it was for this floor full of gold, it was worth the gamble, wasn’t it?
As Yue Mingxuan drew closer to the altar, his his heart began to beating faster. Suddenly, he stepped on sothing and heard a loud crack.
It was over.
He thought his entire reputation that was built over a lifeti would end in this broken cave.
Facing life and death, the first thought in his mind was absurd.
He had no idea whether the chanism he had triggered would shoot a volley of arrows or release poison gas.
He tightly closed his eyes.
But the imagined pain and poison never ca.
Instead, he suddenly felt his shoulder being nudged.
When Yue Mingxuan open his eyes, he found Shang Qinghua standing behind her.
His gaze was calm but carried a hint of curiosity, as if silently asking, How are you still alive?
"Y-You... what are you going to do?" Yue Mingxuan asked, tense at his sudden appearance.
Seeing his nervous expression, Shang Qinghua’s lips curved slightly.
He offered a charming, teasing smile.
Watching Shang Qinghua’s smile, Yue Mingxuan couldn’t help but swallow his saliva hard.
What a devil, what a devil.
Even when he didn’t smile, he already seed otherworldly, but now that he did, he could easily be described as "breathtakingly beautiful."
Although that phrase was usually reserved for won, he thought it wasn’t an exaggeration at all when applied to Shang Qinghua.
Shang Qinghua noticed Yue Mingxuan’s dazed, lovestruck expression and revealed a hint of disdain on his face.
He turned his head aside and didn’t speak, though the curve of his lips lifted slightly more than before.
Yue Mingxuan turned his head and silently scolding himself for having no self-control.
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