It was somewhat annoying to travel through the forest at night, but hardly impossible. Following Hong Xi's directions, the two of them managed to find the treasury at noon the second day.

At the bottom of a clear pond, hidden in a stone cave almost submerged by silt, weathered golden doors appeared before the two hunters. Engraved on the doors was a half-moon blazing with dark fire.

Hong Xi took out a dagger, sliced her palm, then pressed it against the half-moon. The doors blazed golden. The treasury slowly opened up, allowing the two of them access to its interior. There wasn't much space inside. A plinth stood in the middle of the room, supporting a battered old chest.

Hong Xi's eyes widened as she glanced at the chest, her lips bursting into a smile—but as she reached toward it, the cave began to shake.

"What's with all this fuss?" Zhang Lie wond...