Tomb robbing: I was Buried alive in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, I Get Stronger by Looting Corpses

Chapter 18 - The System is Serious? Even Xiang Yu’s Consort, Yu Ji, is Gone!



Chapter 18: The System is Serious? Even Xiang Yu’s Consort, Yu Ji, is Gone!

The constant chime of system notifications rang in Yang Yi’s ears as he continued his looting spree. The cold corpses beneath his hands no longer felt like human remains—they were resources, waiting to be harvested.

Standing nearby, Meng Jiangnv frowned slightly, watching him with curiosity and confusion. From her perspective, Yang Yi wasn’t finding much—just a few pieces of dried rations here and there. And yet, every time he touched a corpse, his face would light up with an uncontrollable smile.

What is he so happy about?

If only she knew the true extent of his gains, she wouldn’t be so perplexed. The supplies alone were enough to feed an entire small army for years. His available lifespan had exceeded a thousand years, and his accumulated cultivation time had reached fifty years. This was no longer just a good haul. It was a monumental windfall.

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“Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained a scented sachet.”

Yang Yi’s hand brushed over the chest of a young corpse, retrieving a delicate embroidered pouch. The moment he opened it, a soft, elegant fragrance drifted into the air.

He raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t this just a regular fragrance sachet?”

Such items were typically carried by noblewomen, used as personal accessories or love tokens.

Why would a laborer buried alive in Qin Shi Huang’s tomb possess something so refined? Is it a gift from a lover? A keepsake? Or something else entirely?

Ding!

[Initial evaluation complete. This sachet holds little material value in the current era. However, the owner of this sachet is highly significant—this was an item once owned by Yu Ji, Xiang Yu’s beloved consort.].

[Commencing further evaluation…].

Yang Yi’s eyes widened slightly.

“Yu Ji?”

“Wait—what?”

Before he could fully process the implications, the system’s next message nearly made him drop the sachet in shock.

Ding! 

[Congratulations, host! You have triggered a ten-thousandfold critical reward!].

[Congratulations! You have obtained the real Yu Ji! She has been transferred to the system’s storage space.].

Yang Yi’s mind went completely blank. For a moment, he thought he had misheard.

Yu Ji? THE Yu Ji? The woman whose tragic love story with Xiang Yu had been immortalized in countless legends? The same Yu Ji from the story of “Farewell, My Concubine”?

He could hardly believe it. First Lü Zhi. Now Yu Ji.

One had dropped her hairpin, and the other had lost her sachet, leading both of them to be buried alive in Qin Shi Huang’s tomb—only to end up in his hands. The coincidence was absurd.

Is this some kind of cosmic joke? Or has the system deliberately arranged this as a reward?

Yang Yi’s thoughts spun wildly.

“Liu Bang lost Lü Zhi. Xiang Yu lost Yu Ji.”

“The two future warlords of the Chu-Han Contention… both of their women have already been collected by me.”

He couldn’t help but wonder—is this fate?

Perhaps this was retribution from the spirit of Qin Shi Huang himself. Or maybe, this was simply the system’s way of setting things right. After all, now both Liu Bang and Xiang Yu were equally unfortunate. A twisted sense of balance had been achieved.

Shaking off his disbelief, Yang Yi shifted his consciousness into the system’s storage space. The moment his gaze fell upon Yu Ji’s figure, his breath caught slightly. She was breathtaking, even more so than Lü Zhi or Meng Jiangnv.

Her delicate features, her graceful posture, the subtle melancholy in her expression—everything about her seemed to exude a soft, tragic allure. Even with her eyes closed, she possessed an undeniable charm, a kind of beauty that could make men abandon entire kingdoms for her.

Yang Yi’s grip on his emotions tightened slightly.

“No wonder Xiang Yu kept her by his side, even while leading an army.”

He had always wondered why such a fierce warlord would bring a woman into battle. But now, looking at Yu Ji, he understood completely.

If he had to choose between victory and her, he would also hesitate.

If she dances; if she sings with that legendary sorrow in her voice, how many men will be able to resist her spell?

Yang Yi exhaled sharply, shaking himself out of his daze.

“No. This is dangerous.”

Yu Ji’s beauty was overwhelming, even with her eyes closed, even as she lay unconscious.

If I were to summon her into the real world now, would I even be able to control myself? No. Definitely not.

His willpower wasn’t strong enough yet. Clenching his fists, he forced himself to exit the system space, letting his mind settle back into reality.

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Refocusing, he resumed looting the corpse.

The young man’s body had nothing else of interest.

However, as he continued his search through the remaining bodies, the system notifications kept rolling in.

Ding!

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired large amounts of food, including meat, wine, and luxury ingredients.].

Ding!

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the Mohist Breathing Technique.].

Ding! 

[Congratulations, host! You have unlocked Advanced Mohist Mechanisms. Your engineering skill has significantly improved.].

Ding!

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a standard Mohist Sword.].

Ding!

[Congratulations, host! You have gained an additional year of condensed cultivation and thirty more years of lifespan.].

Yang Yi’s lips curled into a smirk. He had hit the jackpot. The corpse he had just looted had once belonged to a Mohist disciple—a true engineer of ancient China. This was an invaluable find.

The breathing technique wasn’t particularly useful to him, since he already had a superior ancient method, but it might still serve as a reference for refining his own technique in the future.

The advanced Mohist engineering skills, however, were another story. For someone like him—destined to walk the path of tomb raiding—having proficiency in mechanisms and traps was a priceless advantage. Even the sword he obtained, though ordinary, was perfect for close-quarters combat inside tombs and ruins. His future expeditions would become far easier with these new abilities at his disposal.

As he finished sorting through his new gains, Yang Yi exhaled deeply, his excitement gradually settling into cold focus. This world was still full of mysteries. His path was just beginning. And now, with Yu Ji in his system space, his collection of legendary beauties continued to grow.

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“System… you really do know me well, don’t you?”

His lips curled into a wicked grin. “Only the finest women can be looted, huh?”

If that was the rule, then so be it. He would play along. And he would take everything this world had to offer.


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