155: Golden Edict

"Go... go... gold..."

Wang Dalong's throat felt like it was stuffed with a rag, and it took a great effort to squeeze out a few out-of-tune syllables.

The beam from the phone in his hand shook violently, making that dazzling gold flicker like it was breathing.

In the center of the secret chamber, on a simple stone platform, lay a rectangular box.

It was cast entirely from gold!

The body of the box was carved with intricate dragon and cloud patterns; under the flickering light, the golden dragons seemed to come alive, swimming along the box!

A majestic imperial aura rushed toward them, making it almost impossible to breathe!

Even more shocking, several thin gold plates were neatly stacked on top of the box!

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!"

Wang Dalong finally found his voice, acting like a madman. "We're rich! Brother Feng! The two of us are going down in history this time!!"

"Go down!"

Lin Feng's voice was emotionless, yet carried a commanding tone.

Before his voice had even faded, he was already using his hands and feet to slide down first without hesitation!

*Bang!*

The moment his feet touched the ground, an indescribable sense of excitement and sacredness rushed from his soles straight to the top of his head!

He had finally found it!

The ultimate secret chamber, which had buried the legitimate lineage of Huaxia for nearly eight hundred years and hidden countless secrets!

"Hey! Brother Feng, wait for me!"

Wang Dalong followed him down, stumbling as he landed, but immediately raised his phone to aim at the golden box, chanting frantically:

"Family! Family, do you see this?! Solid gold! This craftsmanship, this carving, this imperial style! Keep the gifts coming!"

Professionalism conquered everything at this moment.

Lin Feng ignored the crazed Wang Dalong and walked toward the stone platform step by step with a pilgrim-like devotion.

He didn't touch the priceless golden box; his attention was entirely on the gold plates on top of it.

To him, words carrying historical truth were far more attractive than the gold itself.

He reached out and, with extreme care, used his fingertips to pinch the top gold plate.

It felt cold and heavy in his hand.

On it, written in a script he was intimately familiar with—'Phags-pa script—were densely packed characters.

Created by the Imperial Preceptor of Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, it was once the "national script" of that vast empire!

"Brother Feng... this looks like ghost talismans. What does it say?" Wang Dalong leaned in and whispered.

Lin Feng adjusted his breathing and, by the faint light of the phone, began to decipher it word by word in a low voice.

His voice seemed to pierce through time and space, slowly unfolding an emperor's innermost thoughts in this sealed underground palace.

"By the power of the eternal blue sky, by the protection of the great fortune, the Emperor's edict..."

The first sentence on the gold plate was the most standard and domineering opening of a Yuan Dynasty imperial edict!

"I, your grandson and subject, Kublai Khan, with the vessel of Huaxia's legitimate lineage, solemnly report to the spirit of the Founder, the Holy Martial Emperor..."

Wang Dalong listened, completely stunned.

Lin Feng explained, "This is a sacrificial text written by Kublai Khan to Genghis Khan; it's more like a report of achievements spanning the realms of the living and the dead!"

Saying so, he continued reading.

The first gold plate recorded how he "campaigned in the south and fought in the north to unify the world" after inheriting the Khanate. Between the lines, the pride of a conqueror was almost bursting out!

When Lin Feng read the second gold plate, his speaking speed noticeably quickened!

This gold plate detailed the discovery of the "imperial seal of china"! The content almost perfectly matched what had been mentioned in the Chancellor's secret memorial!

"...Your subject obtained this seal as if by divine grant! This is a sign that the eternal blue sky wishes to bestow the whole world upon our Great Yuan!"

Reading this, Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of trembling.

He could almost see the ecstatic look on the face of that Great Yuan Emperor when he received this divine artifact symbolizing the imperial power of the Central Plains!

"Holy crap!" Wang Dalong's mouth hung wide open. "The imperial seal of china... it really is the imperial seal of china! Brother Feng, this thing couldn't be in the box below, could it?!"

Lin Feng didn't answer; the content of the third gold plate sent a shock through his heart.

He paused.

"What's wrong, Brother Feng? Read it! Why did you get stuck at the most crucial part?" Wang Dalong was scratching his head in anxiety.

Lin Feng swallowed hard and read out that earth-shattering text in a dry voice.

Kublai Khan wrote in the sacrificial text that he knew this object was a "knot in the hearts of the Han people." Keeping it by his side would lead to future trouble, yet destroying it would defy the will of the "eternal blue sky."

After much thought, he made a crazy decision that no one in future generations could have imagined!

"...Therefore, your subject dares not keep it privately and specially offers it before the Founder's Tomb, to be suppressed together with the Holy Ancestor's spirit in Qinian Valley! May the destiny of this divine artifact forever protect my Golden Family, making the national fortune of the Great Yuan as infinite as the heavens!"

*Boom!!*

These words, like a bolt of lightning, exploded in Wang Dalong's mind!

He was completely dumbfounded.

"I... holy shit..."

After more than ten seconds, Wang Dalong burst out with a distorted curse.

"He... he actually... used the imperial seal of china as a funerary object for Genghis Khan?!"

"Crazy! This guy surnamed Hu is definitely a ruthless man! A lunatic! Using a treasure of the state for his ancestor's grave?!"

What a crazy and resolute imperial tactic!

He wanted to use this divine artifact, symbolizing the Central Plains' "mandate from heaven," as a funerary object for his ancestor, permanently welding this "mandate" into the bloodline of the Golden Family!

Lin Feng didn't speak; he picked up the last and thinnest gold plate.

There was no long discourse on this gold plate, only a few words. The characters were carved very deep, like a blood-weeping curse.

"Future descendants, unless the mandate of heaven has changed, must not open this chamber or disturb the holy spirit. Those who violate this will surely face heavenly punishment, and their country will be destroyed and their family ruined!"

After reading the last sentence, the temperature in the secret chamber plummeted to the freezing point, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

Wang Dalong subconsciously took half a step back and asked tremblingly:

"Brother Feng... then... then this box... are we still opening it?"

"Between the curse and the heavenly punishment, and the destruction of country and family... it's too eerie..."

Lin Feng slowly put down the gold plate, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

He raised his head and looked at the golden box emitting a faint golden light.

Suddenly, he smiled.

He chuckled.

"Open it."

"Why wouldn't we?"

He turned his face and looked directly into Wang Dalong's phone camera, his eyes shining startlingly bright in the dimness.

His voice was steady, carrying an unshakeable power.

"The mandate of heaven,"

"has long since changed!"

The moment his words fell, he no longer had any hesitation.

He reached out his slightly trembling hands and resolutely held the golden box that carried the mysteries of Huaxia for nearly a thousand years!

The box was much heavier than imagined when he held it!

The veins on Lin Feng's arms bulged as he slowly lifted it from the stone platform!

A world-shaking secret hidden for over seven hundred years was about to—

See the light of day once more!