Chapter 5: It Went Viral!

“Ah!”
He sighed deeply, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
It wasn’t that he looked down on the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique. In his previous life, as an antiques shop owner with a keen eye, he inevitably had some dealings with tomb raiders.
Therefore, he was well-versed in the tomb raiding trade!
For tomb raiders, the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique was nothing short of a miraculous tool for locating tombs and burial sites!
Moreover, the latter half of this book’s content dealt with ancient tomb mechanisms!
With just this book in hand, he could analyze the terrain and rivers to pinpoint dragon veins and unearth any ancient tomb!
To put it plainly, even a mere understanding of a fraction of this text would earn one a formidable reputation in the tomb raiding world!
Yet, he understood that tomb raiding was a curse on one’s virtue and inevitably led to a grim fate.
Countless bloody examples bore witness to this truth!
Hence, despite his sharp insight in his past life, he chose to be an antiques shop owner and never ventured into tomb raiding.
Naturally, he had no such intentions in this life either.
Thus, to him, the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique was far less valuable than a million in cash!
“Forget it. After all, it’s a coveted skill that others would kill for. Maybe it’ll come in handy someday.”
“I made over thirty thousand today, but my feet hurt a little. I should get them taken care of.”
With that, he hurried out the door.

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A lakeside villa in Qingcheng.
A young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and possessing clear, earnest eyes carefully handed a freshly brewed cup of tea to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was tall and lean, with a crew cut. Though silent, he exuded an imposing aura.
“Third uncle… don’t be angry. Have some tea, please.”
Seeing no reaction, the young man sighed in frustration. “You promised to give me these two things.”
“I only checked with a streamer, is it really worth getting so mad?”
The middle-aged man fixed him with a stern gaze. “Zhou Cheng!”
“You know what I do, don’t you?”
“Can I just reveal the things you gave me to anyone?”
“That would only invite trouble!”
Zhou Cheng pouted. “Of course I know that, which is why I picked a less popular livestream room.”
Zhou Ze’s face instantly darkened with fury.
But Zhou Cheng quickly interrupted, “Don’t be mad, listen to me first!”
“This time, I admit I was wrong.”
“But it’s not like I didn’t notice something.”
“The Warring States embroidered handkerchief you got records the location of a Warring States tomb, doesn’t it?”
“But the words on the bronze octagonal bell you gave me bear the name King Mu of Zhou!”
“Third uncle, isn’t that strange?”
Zhou Ze’s anger immediately vanished, his gaze fixed in shock on Zhou Cheng. “King Mu of Zhou?”

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Zhou Cheng smiled proudly, picking up the bronze bell and pointing to the characters on the octagon.
“King Mu’s bronze bell, feared by ghosts and spirits!”
“That’s what Brother Xuan said!”
“The same streamer just now.”
Zhou Ze snorted coldly.
“The inscriptions on the bronze octagonal bell are lost bronze script.”
“This script has been lost for over a thousand years. Even the experts at the National Museum can barely decipher a few characters.”
“A small streamer dares to spout nonsense!”
Seeing Zhou Ze’s disbelief, Zhou Cheng angrily grabbed the specimen of the corpse beetle and pushed the bronze octagonal bell into the beetle’s abdomen!
“Third uncle!”
“This bronze octagonal bell was pried out from under the belly of the corpse beetle, wasn’t it?”
Zhou Ze’s pupils contracted in shock as he carefully examined Zhou Cheng. “Did Tai Li tell you?”
Zhou Cheng smiled smugly. “Looks like Brother Xuan was right.”
“Third uncle!”
“You kept the expedition to the Warring States tomb a secret even from me!”
“Zhang Xuan appears to be just a bogus streamer in your eyes. How does he manage to see so much information at a glance?”
“Don’t you find that strange?”
Zhou Cheng fell silent, but his mind was in turmoil. This nephew was somewhat clever but lacked guile.
He could not hide things well.
How could a mere small streamer know the details of their expedition to the Warring States tomb?
Could there have been a leak?
But everyone who went was his trusted aide!
Such a thing was impossible!
Seeing Zhou Ze remain silent, Zhou Cheng stood up.
“Third uncle, take me along for the second trip to the Warring States tomb!”
“I suspect our previous failure had something to do with this mysterious King Mu of Zhou.”
Zhou Ze stared at him in astonishment, then said after a moment, “We’ll talk later.”
With that, he left the room, leaving Zhou Cheng dissatisfied.

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After Zhang Xuan ended his livestream, clips of the broadcast were shared by viewers.
Though Zhang Xuan wasn’t popular — with fewer than ten thousand followers — he had many loyal fans.
Plus, today’s “snow-white long legs” stunt was just too hilarious.
His room didn’t go viral, but the clips shared by fans caught fire.
“Second-gen tomb raider fools his dad, hilarious!”
“Brother Xuan’s stream reveals King Mu of Zhou’s bronze octagonal bell!”
“Creepy! The bell’s sound nearly drove me insane!”
The imagination of netizens was boundless; one catchy clip after another was shared widely.
And all became minor trending topics.

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In the online world, countless eye-catching videos abound, but none like this.
The bell’s hypnotic sound, combined with King Mu of Zhou and the tomb raider persona, utterly astonished a large number of viewers.
Comments flooded below the clips:
“Wow, that bell sound is seriously eerie!”
“Could it really be King Mu of Zhou’s bell? This streamer named Brother Xuan seems to know a lot. Is he a major streamer?”
“Can he really decipher bronze script? Just looked it up — bronze script has been lost for over a thousand years, and fewer than five characters have been deciphered so far. How does this Brother Xuan know?”
“This is huge news. I’m following now!”

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Qingzhou Cybersecurity Monitoring Center.
Officer Liang Jingyi, getting ready to clock out, suddenly saw numerous messages tagging their official account flooding in!
As a backend manager, Liang Jingyi usually only checked such messages every three days.
After all, netizens loved to prank and joke around.
She simply couldn’t keep up with all the replies.
But today’s influx was abnormal.
She opened one and saw a clip from Zhang Xuan’s livestream.
“‘Second-gen tomb raider pulls out Zhou dynasty bronze bell for streamer appraisal, makes dad cry?’”
“What the heck is this nonsense?”
Liang Jingyi was speechless. “Could this just be some netizen’s joke again?”
Though skeptical, she patiently watched a bit.
As the person on duty, she had to be patient.
The more she watched, the more ridiculous it seemed.
This streamer named Brother Xuan was like a street vendor shouting about antiques.
Every sentence was shocking!
Claims of bronze script deciphering, King Mu of Zhou’s bell, and a seven-tenths authentic value of five million!
She had seen many such appraisal livestreams, most of which were just hype to attract views.
The police had handled many cases involving fake antiques or disputes over appraisals.
She was about to close the video when suddenly a strange sound came from the livestream.
She shuddered, her vision blurred, and her phone slipped from her hands to the floor.
After a moment, she regained her senses, feeling all her hairs standing on end.
Then, from the phone on the ground came Zhang Xuan’s voice:
“That’s the sound!”
“Nine-tenths accurate!”
Liang Jingyi: “Huh?”