Chapter 677: The Holy Grail

was all ten years ago. Now, standing side by side with her, there isn't the heart-fluttering feeling I imagined from first love. Instead, it's amusing to think that memory is a bit silly and a little...They were trapped in a dark chamber deep within the mountain, though faint breezes filtered through cracks in the rock. The air remained heavy and suffocating, pitch black as far as the eye could see.

qiao Bao'er was very unlucky to be stuck in a dark room with her cheap brother Raphael, arguing with him. As she touched something strange beside her, she moved the torch closer and saw a skeleton.

"Oh my God, there's a dead body!" she cried out.

Subconsciously, she ducked behind Raphael. What kind of place was this Compared to the 'Tang Yu' in front of her, Qiao Baoer was more afraid of these things.

Raphael glared at her, about to tell her to shut up and stop making such a fuss, when a series of shouts came from the other end.

The Shepherd of the opposite dark chamber, they were unaware of the situation. They only heard her suddenly scream in agony, thinking that Raphael had done something to her, immediately angrily shouted, “Raphael, don’t touch her!”

"You sick freak, what kind of man bullies a woman"

"Raphael, don't think that by using your schemes and tricks to trap us in this dark room, you can get away with it. You're now surrounded by enemies, and you need our help... We have people outside, and the Wild Isle has reinforcements too. Don't think this archipelago is so mysterious; we can bring people from outside in just as easily. A few atomic bombs could wipe this continent off the map!"

They issued threats, and they could accomplish anything they set their minds to. If Raphael turned against them, everything was possible. They were never merciful.

Here, Raphael listened to their indignant curses, his face grim.

He certainly knew the importance of the bigger picture, weighing the pros and cons, and he also knew the capabilities of Jun Zhi Mu and their people. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to lure them onto the island.

He doesn't intend to break with Junzhi Mu and the others for now, but hearing them roar and curse like that makes him very annoyed.

"...They think I should rape and then kill you, or kill and then rape" Rafael turned his head and glared menacingly at the woman behind him.

Qiao Bao'er met his fierce gaze and felt a twinge of guilt. "…It's because you've been so wicked and immoral all this time." That was why she just casually called out, and Jun Zhimu and the others would believe he had done something terrible.

Raphael glared at her fiercely and barked, "Stay away from me!"

Qiao Bao'er didn't have a good temper either, she snorted coldly and immediately stepped back three paces away from him.

Jo Bao'er wasn't trying to get closer to him on purpose. She was just startled and reacted instinctively. She had taken over Tang Yu's body, and subconsciously, she felt closer to him because of that.

Raphael's eyes held no sentimentality, not even for family. This adopted sister before him was nothing more than a pawn, blood ties were a ludicrous and laughable notion in his view.

Anyway, at this point they were trapped in a dark room together, just glaring at each other with mutual dislike.

Qiao Bao'er, afraid that Jun Zhi Mu and the others would worry, shouted a few times in a loud voice towards them, indicating that she was temporarily safe.

"We're all stuck here, dying here, and it hasn't even been your turn yet. You're lucky, you can't die!" Raphael said sarcastically, mocking her.

Qiao Bao'er looked around at the dim surroundings. Because she still depended on him to open the mechanism, she could only curse him in her heart.

Raphael raised his torch high and walked backward along the wall, searching for an active stone brick mechanism.

And Qiao Bao'er kept looking back at the ghastly white skeleton. She had glanced at it just now, and the dead man's bones were in a sitting position, indicating that he was sitting when he died. His skull was tilted upwards, staring straight at the wall opposite him.

Even in his final moments, he stared at the opposite wall, lost in thought.

Qiao Baoer walked three steps and looked back once, her heart always remembering the dead skeleton. But Raphael didn't have the time or mood to pay attention to her. He wasn't interested in a pile of bones; it was normal for mountain caves to have a few skeletons.

Things didn't go as planned, the chamber was smaller than he had imagined, and he couldn't find any suspicious mechanisms after walking in one direction until the end.

Raphael suddenly stopped and fell into thought. Qiao Bao'er was absentminded, "...Hey, is this really a cemetery" As soon as the words left her mouth, she bumped straight into his back, letting out an "Ouch!"

"Shut your mouth! Don't say a word!" Raphael snarled at her.

If it were another woman, she might be afraid of him. But Qiao Bao'er wouldn't have it. She always took the soft approach over the hard one, and fiercely retorted, "What if I want to shout"

Qiao Bao'er felt that she had a bit of an adventurous spirit and liked to ask more questions. This person was so impatient. And he even dared to speak to her like this while using Tang Yu's face, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Raphael was well-mannered and rarely lost his temper to the point of yelling at people.

To discipline a person, you don't need to yell and scream. He would consider that a very low-class animal behavior. He usually bullies others, uses intimidation and threats.

"This is a graveyard, with many dead people. You'll disturb their peace if you shout here..." Raphael's voice softened, as if he had only been giving a friendly warning before, and intentionally stopped himself from saying more.

Qiao Bao'er daydreamed, starting to overthink.

She was most afraid of death, and Raphael had struck at her weak spot.

Qiao Bao'er instantly fell silent, not daring to breathe too hard. In the darkness, Raphael raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, muttering 'idiot' in his heart. If he had such a stupid little sister by his side since childhood, it would be quite entertaining.

“Over there, could that possibly be one of our ancestors The bones don't look like those of a wild man.” Qiao Bao’er asked cautiously.

Because he had reached the end of the road and found nothing, Raphael, holding his torch, had to go back. Passing by the "ancestor" she had mentioned, he asked with little interest, "Did you take a good look at it just now Is this ancestor male or female"

Qiao Baoer replied seriously, "I looked, it's a boy."

Raphael was astonished, a chuckle escaping his lips.

He was a man who rarely smiled. Even when he did, his smile held a world-weary cynicism, unlike the genuine joy on his face now.

"A woman as clever as Gu Ruqing gave birth to a daughter like this, hahaha."

This is clearly sarcasm, Qiao Baobao is too lazy to pursue his verbal attacks.

"I'm serious, that skeleton, it was sitting when it died. I don't know if it was restless in death..." Qiao Baoer said to herself, her tone still very serious. "Its skull was leaning against the wall behind it, held high, staring at the opposite wall until its death."

Raphael was about to continue mocking her intelligence, but hearing her second half of the sentence, he immediately held his torch towards the opposite wall.

Raphael's expression was one of astonishment, like the walls of that cave filled with countless murals. This room too was adorned with paintings, but unlike the depictions of wild life in the cavern, these images held the answers he sought.

Originally, here.

This mural is full of records about the Third Island, and this archipelago. It talks about a great disaster that once occurred on the island caused by meteorites, stone coffins, and three-sectioned staffs…

Jo Bao'er did not look at the murals on the wall, but bravely moved the torch towards the skeleton again. There were two cups beside the skeleton, which were now covered in dust and it was impossible to tell what material they were made of.

He clutched the two cups tightly even as he was dying, they must have been very important to him.

Qiao Bao'er bent down, carefully not bumping into these bones, picked up the two cups and wanted to take a closer look...

"What did you find" Rafael whirled around at the sound, finding his dim-witted little sister had once again managed to get lucky.

"It's nothing." Qiao Baoer instinctively warily eyed him.

"Get it out here!" Raphael's face immediately darkened, his tone turning icy cold.

"...It's not gold, just two cups. I just wanted to take a look and see if it was worth anything."

Qiao Bao'er, feeling guilty and flustered, turned away in a panic. However, the chamber was too cramped. With a kick of her foot, the skeletal remains of the ancestor scattered across the floor with a clatter.

Jojo Bao'er got goosebumps all over.

Rafael seized the opportunity to grab two cups. He rubbed the dust off them with the sleeve of his elbow, revealing the familiar yet legendary patterns on their sides. He froze, "The Holy Grail."

Legend has it that the Holy Grail can bring people back to life after death.

Two Holy Grails, one life for another.

Mom, she doesn't care about any of that stuff like the dead murals or cups anymore! She's offended the ancestors!e he was barely restraining a powerful outburst of emotion. He quickly took out his phone and opened the anonymous message he had just received.Junzhi's gaze was fixed on the couple in the phone vide...