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The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1638
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Chapter 1638

The Prince of Orchid Mountain was a historical figure from a thousand years ago.

From that time until now, there had only been a few generations.

The average person had a life expectancy of eighty to ninety years.

If they maintained their health, a person could live to be more than a hundred years old.

On the other hand, a martial artist, even one with the weakest cultivation base, could live for more than a hundred

years.

There was a threshold for martial artists before the eighth rank.

Before reaching the eighth rank, they could probably live for 160 to 170 years.

Once they advanced to the eighth rank, their life expectancy significantly increased.

Living to the age of two hundred would not be a problem.

As for the ninth rank? Despite the fact that James had never met anyone in the ninth rank and had no idea how

long they could live, he could estimate that living to be five hundred years old should not be a problem for them.

The Prince of Orchid Mountain was said to be the first person in a thousand years to reach the ninth rank.

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Moreover, he definitely left behind descendants.

James had previously deduced that Tyrus was the Prince of Orchid Mountain's descendant.

Now, he had met Tapio and asked him the questions that were on his mind.

“As for that, Idon’t know.” With a carefree expression on his face and a cigarette between his lips, Tapio said, “He

only showed me how to cultivate Spiritual Art, and taught me a few other martial arts.

He didn’t talk about where he came from and I didn’t ask either.” Tapio did not know, so James did not ask any

further questions.

The two men moved forward along the mountain path.

“By the way, do you know anything about King Quavon's Mausoleum?” asked James.

King Quavon was regarded as one of history's most impressive rulers.

His mausoleum had always been shrouded in mystery.

Since ancient times, King Quavon's Mausoleum was the target of countless tomb raiders.

Nevertheless, no one had ever gotten into it.

Currently, the mausoleum was being protected.

There were even troops stationed around it.

King Quavon's Mausoleum was located at the mountain where James was.

James had some basic knowledge of King Quavon's Mausoleum before arriving here.

As far as he knew, King Quavon's Mausoleum was surrounded by mercury.

Anyone would be poisoned as soon as they stepped inside.

Since ancient times, no one had managed to enter King Quavon's Mausoleum.

Tapio gave it a thought and said, “I don’t know much about it.

Let’s go further inside and take a look.

We can just follow the Blithes.” Hearing that, James did not ask any further.

It was not long before they came across a troop of soldiers.

The troop walked over and blocked James’ path.

A soldier said sternly, “This is a protected and restricted national area.

Tourists are not welcome here.” James took out his identity card and waved it in front of the soldier.

“Emperor,” the soldiers who were stationed saluted promptly and spoke in unison.

James gave a small wave of his hand and said, “It’s alright.

There’s nothing else for you to do here.

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Lead the troops away.

Keep clear of this area.” James was aware that quite a few people were already rushing over.

It was already determined that King Quavon's Mausoleum would be dug up.

If the Novenary Golden Elixir was indeed in the mausoleum, it would undoubtedly spark a fierce battle.

It would be even more intense than the fight for the Spirit Turtle's core that day at Mount Thunder Sect.

The area would certainly be destroyed.

If these soldiers stayed here, they would definitely die.

That was why James allowed them to leave.

“Yes.” The stationed soldier left in a hurry.

James and Tapio continued moving forward.

After walking fora short while, they arrived at the entrance of King Quavon’s Mausoleum.

“This isn’t the entrance.” Tapio spoke up.

“Hm?” James looked at Tapio.

Tapio pointed to the summit and said, “The real entrance should be at the top of the mountain.” “How do you know

that?” “That’s what I heard.” “who did you hear that from?” “That’s none of your business.”