Chapter 2: The Tragic Death of the Young Man? The Supreme Bone!

Even with the system’s support, Ye Changsheng’s business remained as dismal as ever.

He had originally thought that after activating the system, he could try his luck by burying someone. But what happened? He sat there for an entire day without a single customer. The only income was a few copper coins, and passersby mistook him for a beggar!

Now, as the sun was setting and the sky was painted crimson, Ye Changsheng stood up and stretched lazily.

“Forget it! What is meant to be will be, and what is not meant to be cannot be forced!”

“It’s getting dark—I’d better find a ruined temple to rest for the night!”

Just as Ye Changsheng was about to leave, a feeble voice called out from behind him.

“Sir, please wait!”

He stopped and turned his head slightly to look in the direction of the voice.

“Who’s there? Who’s calling me?”

Behind him stood a young girl, her face smeared with dust, yet her stunning beauty could not be concealed. The tattered rags she wore were completely at odds with her appearance.

On her back, she carried a young man dressed in blood-soaked, ragged clothes, lying motionless and utterly lifeless.

Ye Changsheng’s gaze swept over the youth’s body—there was not a hint of vitality left, only the aura of death.

“Is he dead?”

“A job, at last!”

He moved closer, smiling as he asked, “Miss, are you here to bury the young man behind you?”

She nodded emphatically.

Ye Changsheng eyed the fine silk peeking from the youth’s ruined clothes and thought, “This one must be from a wealthy family. I have to charge him handsomely.”

“A special offer for new customers—three taels of silver, not a coin more or less!”

The girl didn’t reply, only fished out a single copper coin from her pocket and handed it to Ye Changsheng.

“This is all I have…”

“One copper coin… this…”

As Ye Changsheng hesitated, a translucent panel for the young man slowly appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Su Yang]
[Age: 18]
[Cultivation: First Stage of Spiritual Origin]
[Status: Young Master of the Su Family, Eastwood City]
[Cause of Death: Murdered by family members]

“So young, and he’d already reached the Spiritual Origin stage—gone just like that. Truly, the heavens are jealous of talent!”

“A young master, murdered by his own kin? Interesting.”

As Ye Changsheng muttered to himself, a final line of data emerged.

[Burial Level: Red]

“Red?”

At that, Ye Changsheng’s eyes lit up with excitement.

This was a major job! Was this the legendary auspicious start to his business?

The girl, seeing Ye Changsheng’s silence, stammered nervously, “Sir, will you accept? If not, I’ll go elsewhere…”

She spoke without confidence—she knew that burying someone for a single copper coin was a loss, and no one else would take such a deal.

But Ye Changsheng was different. With a duck already in hand, how could he let it fly away?

Clearing his throat, Ye Changsheng said, “Alright, I suppose fate has brought me together with this young man. Today, I’ll do a good deed and help you out.”

“Thank you, sir!” the girl said, immediately wanting to kneel in gratitude.

Ye Changsheng quickly reached out to support her. “No need to kneel! One kneels only to Heaven, Earth, and one’s parents—not to others. I cannot accept this!”

Suddenly, a commotion rose behind them.

“Move aside! Move aside!”

“Everyone listen up! There’s a traitor in the Ye family. Former Young Master Su Yang killed his father and betrayed his clan. He was rescued by a maidservant. Anyone with information, report immediately. There will be a generous reward!”

The girl shrank behind Ye Changsheng, her face stricken with fear.

She looked up at him, begging, “Please, sir, don’t turn me in. Once my young master is laid to rest, you may do as you please with me!”

Ye Changsheng took the copper coin and smiled lightly. “Silly girl, do I look like that kind of person? Besides, I’ve taken your money—my job is to help you, not betray you.”

“Let’s talk as we go.”

With that, Ye Changsheng took Su Qinqin by the hand and quickly left the scene.

In the blink of an eye, they had reached a remote wilderness outside the city.

“Sir, are you an immortal?” the girl asked Ye Changsheng in awe.

“Keep it low-key!” he replied calmly, though inwardly he was delighted.

Ye Changsheng surveyed the area. “This spot will do. Put him down here.”

“Alright.” The girl gently set Su Yang’s body on the ground.

“Before I bury him, I have a few questions for you.”

“What’s your name? Who are you?”

“My name is Su Qinqin. I am the young master’s personal maid.”

“But your surname is Su. How did you become a maid?” Ye Changsheng was puzzled.

Su Qinqin answered softly, “I was orphaned at a young age. Young Master Su Yang took me in and gave me the name Su Qinqin…”

“I see.” Ye Changsheng nodded, glancing at Su Yang on the ground, thinking, “I didn’t expect this fellow to be such a good person.”

But that was all preamble—here lay the crux of the matter.

“How did Su Yang really die? And why did those people from the Su family say what they did?”

Su Qinqin quickly retorted, “Sir, don’t listen to their lies. They’re slandering Young Master Su Yang.”

“It was Su Wangcai who, for his own selfish gain, murdered the family head and framed Young Master Su Yang.”

“Who is Su Wangcai? That name sounds more like a dog’s than a person’s,” Ye Changsheng remarked with a smile.

“That scoundrel is the family head’s younger brother. He colluded with outsiders to seize power!”

At this, Su Qinqin was so furious she ground her teeth, wishing she could tear Su Wangcai apart.

“They’re after Young Master Su Yang because they want to take the Supreme Bone from his body!”

At her words, Ye Changsheng’s eyes gleamed.

“The Supreme Bone?”

He didn’t know exactly what the Supreme Bone was in this world, but with his decade as a fantasy novel fan, he knew it had to be extraordinary!

Just then, the system panel surfaced again.

[Burial Reward: Ancient Supreme Treasure, Supreme Bone!]

“What? I can obtain the Supreme Bone by burying this fellow?” Ye Changsheng was inwardly ecstatic.

“Bury him!”

Without hesitation, Ye Changsheng grabbed his Soul-Scattering Shovel and began digging a grave in the open ground.

Seeing this, Su Qinqin hurried over, puzzled. “Sir, what are you doing?”

“What else? I’m digging a grave, of course.”

Su Qinqin stared blankly, then asked, “Aren’t you going to check the almanac for an auspicious day?”

“No need. The timing is perfect!” Ye Changsheng chuckled.

“Don’t just stand there—come help me!”

All Ye Changsheng wanted was to bury Su Yang as quickly as possible and claim the Supreme Bone.

As soon as the pit was ready, Ye Changsheng dusted off his hands, preparing for the next step—

Suddenly, a commotion arose from not far away.

“Are you sure it’s here? Why would that maid drag Su Yang all the way out to this wilderness?”

“Trust me! That expert told our Second Master that Su Yang fled in this direction!”

“What Second Master? You mean the new family head now…”

The voices grew louder and closer. Ye Changsheng looked up and saw them approaching.

“There’s someone here!”

All eyes fell on Su Yang’s body behind Ye Changsheng.

“Su Yang is here! We’ve found him at last!”

Ye Changsheng shook his head helplessly as he watched them.

He glanced back at Su Yang and gave a wry smile.

“Looks like I’ll have to deal with this trash before I can bury you.”