The northwest shore of Great South Lake is the capital of the carriage-making world, renowned throughout the land.
In the suburbs of the carriage capital, on the Nanli Peninsula, about thirteen hundred cultivators from the Mountain-Moving Clan and the Hundred Refinents Hall had gathered.
"Determining the location of royal tombs and ancient sage grottoes is a technical skill."
A tall, slender woman watched as experts from the Mountain-Moving Clan and the Hundred Refinents Hall dealt with a massive dragon-shaped entity flying out from the cliffs of the peninsula. Her heart stirred with excitent, and she laughed, "For the Mountain-Moving Clan to have found a grotto-heaven blessed land from the True King's Era is truly remarkable."
She had bright eyes and pearly white teeth, skin as white as snow, with lips that were thin on top and full on the bottom. A small black mole at the right corner of her upper lip added a different kind of charm. She wore a bright, thin goose-yellow cross-collar long coat with red embroidered daylily ribbons under each armpit. The coat reached her knees, below which a red pleated skirt with excellent drape was visible, revealing the upturned tips of her shoes.
The person speaking to her was precisely the Sect Leader of the Mountain-Moving Clan, nad Baili Mu. He was not tall, nor was he old, being in his forties. Because he was active at night, frequenting tomb passages, his voice was very soft.
"You flatter , Saintess Xuan. Since childhood, I have studied the 'Dragon-Shaking Scripture.' Although I achieved so success, the technique was incomplete. Fortunately, the Young Master gifted his treasured copy of the 'Dragon-Shaking Scripture,' allowing my cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds."
Baili Mu spoke with respect, "The Young Master has shown imnse kindness. He also sent people to deliver the 'Doubtful Dragon Scripture' and the 'Burial thods to the Staff' to aid my cultivation. Having cultivated to this day, reaching the Divine Descent realm, observing the feng shui of the world and the flow of dragon veins is as clear as looking at the lines on my palm. Whether a mountain holds treasure or tombs is vividly apparent to ."
He carried an air of pride.
The Mountain-Moving Clan was actually an ancient sect that had existed since the True King's Era. However, their trade was a capital offense, so they never truly developed, and many of their sect's techniques were lost over ti. By Baili Mu's generation, they had declined even further, on the verge of extinction.
Baili Mu was also a person of extraordinary talent and peerless brilliance, believing himself not inferior to his ancestors. Unfortunately, the inheritance was broken. Fortunately, the Young Master recognized his worth and gifted him the three treasured techniques of the Mountain-Moving Clan. Only then did Baili Mu achieve his current accomplishnts.
After pledging allegiance to the Young Master, the Mountain-Moving Clan truly flourished. Talented experts erged one after another, now no less impressive than ordinary major sects in the jianghu.
This dragon-capturing operation involved seventeen Nascent Soul realm experts and six Spirit Transformation realm powerhouses from the Mountain-Moving Clan, leading about a thousand sect cultivators to lay a heaven-spanning net to capture the magic treasure nurtured within the grotto on the cliff face.
Although the Mountain-Moving Clan had a poor reputation, it was a relatively large sect, with about two thousand mbers in the Western Ox New Continent, each one a capable hand.
The Mountain-Moving Clan practiced feng shui and geomancy arts. Cultivators within the sect were called feng shui masters or geomancers. In their spare ti, they walked the streets and alleys, selecting sites and determining feng shui for those building houses, choosing auspicious dates for weddings, and also selecting burial sites to bless future generations.
But this was just their daily business.
While walking the streets, they also observed the trends of the world's mountains, rivers, and waterways, determined dragon veins, and located the tombs or grottoes of ancient figures to plunder graves, break into grotto-heavens, and loot their treasures.
This was a business with no capital cost. According to Ming Dynasty law, getting caught ant execution, so they were very cautious about acting in front of others. The Mountain-Moving Clan was the sa.
The Mountain-Moving Clan was an asset of the Young Master, always operating in secrecy. By day, they were feng shui masters, determining geomancy for people and finding excellent burial sites. By night, they went to dig graves and rob tombs.
Because they often encountered ghosts and evil spirits at night, they also cultivated considerable skills, and their cultivation strength was not weak. Those with slightly poorer skills often died in tombs or were caught and executed by the authorities.
The Nanli Peninsula was remote and rarely visited by people, so this ti, while plundering this grotto, they were sowhat unrestrained. Even so, they still set up various confusing arrays on the roads leading to the peninsula to prevent outsiders from intruding.
Saintess Xuan smiled lightly, "The Young Master is indeed generous and open-handed with his wealth, a great hero worthy of admiration. If not for that, he wouldn't be so deeply missed in people's hearts."
"The Young Master is truly a peerless great hero, unmatched in this era!"
Baili Mu's expression turned solemn, revealing a look of reverence, "He cos from a prestigious family, harbors grand ambitions. Although young, his insight and understanding make even feel inferior. In the jianghu, which sect or faction isn't utterly impressed by the Young Master? Whenever the Young Master is ntioned, everyone gives a thumbs up, saying he has the ambition of a true dragon and the ability to save the world."
Hearing him praise the Young Master like this, Saintess Xuan was also happy in her heart and smiled, "The Young Master indeed deserves such praise."
As the two spoke, the various cultivators of the Hundred Refinents Hall had set up an altar and shouted loudly, "Ready!"
The altar's arrangent was almost identical to the one on Phoenix Ridge of the Taiping Sect. The Hundred Refinents Hall cultivators brought barrels of strange beast blood and poured it into the grooves. Soon, the ground's peculiar talisman patterns were filled with beast blood, and the altar activated.
Other Golden Core realm cultivators each perford their techniques. Clouds and mist rose, the underworld opened, and circular rings appeared in the air, each less than ten feet in diater.
Those Hundred Refinents Hall cultivators maintained the rings, preventing them from breaking.
In the air were nurous floating talismans. Intense electrical arcs connected different talismans, forming a giant net covering an area of about a li.
That was the heaven-spanning net laid by the Mountain-Moving Clan.
For this treasure hunt, the Mountain-Moving Clan and the Hundred Refinents Hall had truly invested heavily.
anwhile, on the cliff face facing the lake, several Mountain-Moving Clan cultivators hung from ropes, suspended on the cliff, activating their Golden Cores to lt the cliff wall.
Baili Mu said, "The cultivator who resided in this grotto-heaven blessed land was likely a powerful expert from the True King's Era, one who cultivated to the Great Ascension Realm. Behind this cliff wall lies his Realm of Emptiness, which he refined into a grotto. If not for the vast passage of ti causing the Realm of Emptiness to beco unstable and leak treasure light, I wouldn't have discovered this treasure site."
Saintess Xuan inquired, "Sect Leader Baili, do you know who this grotto belongs to?"
Baili Mu shook his head, "I do not. But calculating the ti this treasure site ford, it should have been about eight thousand years ago, still during the True King's Era."
Saintess Xuan looked up at the sky.
She saw streaks of radiant light in the sky connecting to the cliff. This was the strange phenonon ford by treasure light leaking from the Realm of Emptiness.
"This cultivator from the True King's Era was extrely remarkable."
Baili Mu said, "As the saying goes, 'Clouds and rainbows crown the highest peak, this determines the Dragon Tower Treasure Hall. The great ridge faintly gives birth to clouds, mist like mountain haze is hard to verify.' This person, following the flow of mountains, rivers, and lakes, found this treasure site of the Dragon Tower Treasure Hall. He borrowed the dragon energy of the Dragon Tower Treasure Hall to keep his physical body from decaying while simultaneously tempering an immortal's magic treasure. Waiting for the right mont, he would achieve liberation from the corpse to beco an immortal, holding a pure yang treasure to ascend with his physical body."
Saintess Xuan looked at the mountain ranges and trends of the peninsula. The layered peaks indeed had the aura of a true dragon coiling within a tower. Unfortunately, the cliff suddenly ended at the lakeshore. Puzzled, she asked, "But why did this beco a cliff here?"
Baili Mu speculated, "This cultivator must have had enemies. After his death, this mountain was severed by soone, breaking the treasure site of the Dragon Tower Treasure Hall, causing his physical body to decay and preventing his ascension to immortality. The tempered magic treasure, because lake water invaded it, beca tainted with the energy of the underworld's dark springs. It is no longer a pure yang treasure but a treasure half yin and half yang, cutting off the path to immortality."
A light flashed in Saintess Xuan's eyes, "So the Sect Leader laid out this formation to lock it down, preventing it from flying away, and also had the Hundred Refinents Hall open the underworld to make it easier to enter and subdue this object."
Baili Mu laughed, "The Saintess is clever, truly worthy of being the Young Master's beloved."
Saintess Xuan felt sowhat shy, "Not yet."
Baili Mu laughed heartily, "Sooner or later."
Saintess Xuan sighed, sowhat worried, "The Young Master has many admirers, and there are many better than . I'm just one of them. Who knows which woman the Young Master favors?"
At that mont, suddenly, the cliff wall burst open. A deep, resonant dragon roar ca through. Under the impact of the treasure light from the cliff, it shattered violently. Three Mountain-Moving Clan experts who were using their Golden Cores to excavate the cliff decomposed in the treasure light, turning into dust!
A massive dragon-shaped entity broke through the cliff wall and flew out, twisting and turning in the air, trying to break free and escape.
The dragon-shaped entity was not a true dragon but was covered in silver and gold treasure light, forming a dragon shape. It must have been nurtured within the cliff for a long ti, absorbing the dragon energy of the Dragon Tower Treasure Hall, refining it into a dragon form, and condensing it into a treasure.
Suddenly, the dragon-shaped entity touched the electrical arcs, was struck, its body trembled, and it fell down.
It imdiately traversed the void, escaping into the underworld, attempting to flee.
The various experts from the Mountain-Moving Clan and the Hundred Refinents Hall imdiately descended into the underworld through the circular rings in the air, raising various talisman-weapons to attack the dragon-shaped entity.
The experts from the Hundred Refinents Hall had brought their hall-suppressing magic treasure, the Mysterious chanism Hundred Transformations Furnace. Raising it, this furnace instantly beca extrely massive, forty to fifty feet tall and fifty to sixty feet wide. Flas shot skyward from the furnace and, empowered by the magic power of a Spirit Transformation realm powerhouse from the Hundred Refinents Hall, it plunged into the underworld!
Flas from this treasure furnace emitted sparks like burning charcoal, so bright it was difficult to look at directly. Suddenly, weapons flew out from the furnace flas, several zhang long, slashing at the dragon-shaped entity flying in the underworld sky.
The furnace flas continued unabated, and weapons flew out endlessly. This was precisely the wonderful function of the Mysterious chanism Hundred Transformations Furnace! From its flas, it could continuously generate weapons like knives, spears, swords, and halberds. Once activated, they could attack the enemy. Even if the enemy could block one or two, or even eight or ten, could they block a hundred or a thousand?
That dragon-shaped entity was exactly like that.
It only had ti to block over ten treasure attacks before being bombarded by the swarming treasures, struck until its body was covered in flas.
The dragon-shaped entity charged back to the yang world. In the yang world, there were also experts from the Mountain-Moving Clan who raised a Tathagata Treasure Seal, a treasure obtained by Mountain-Moving Clan experts who excavated the grand tomb of an enlightened Zen master.
The Tathagata Treasure Seal smashed down, and the phantom of a Five-Finger Mountain appeared in the air, pressing down on the dragon-shaped entity.
The dragon-shaped entity shattered the Five-Finger Mountain and fled back to the underworld. Imdiately, it saw a chain from the Mysterious chanism Hundred Transformations Furnace loop around its neck. Many Nascent Soul realm and Spirit Transformation realm experts grabbed the chain, soared into the air, and were about to land on its back.
The dragon-shaped entity fought with the crowd, moving back and forth between the yin and yang realms, but was ultimately unable to escape. It was beaten until the treasure light around its body continuously shrank, and its body gradually beca smaller, no longer as formidable as when it first erged.
Seeing this, Baili Mu laughed, "Capturing this treasure is perfect to present to the Young Master as a gift for his twenty-fourth birthday!"
Saintess Xuan was also quite happy, smiling, "This object is dragon-shaped, symbolizing the True Dragon Son of Heaven. The Young Master will surely be overjoyed to receive this treasure."
Baili Mu laughed, "This treasure also has a share of credit belonging to Saintess Xuan. Before the Young Master, Saintess Xuan will surely receive more favor than other won."
Saintess Xuan was delighted by his words, lowering her head shyly, "If I gain favor, I will certainly not forget the Sect Leader's kindness in the future."
Seeing the treasure's montum gradually waning, Baili Mu suddenly stepped out horizontally, proclaiming loudly, "I cultivated the Dragon-Shaking Scripture precisely to shake the dragon veins of the world. Today, I subdue the dragon for the Young Master. In the future, when the Young Master ascends to the great throne, I will also sever the dragon veins of the world for him, guarding the Young Master's realm!"
His chest swelled with heroic passion as he activated the Dragon-Shaking Scripture. A dragon-shaped mountain range was seen pressing down from the sky, suppressing the dragon-shaped entity so it couldn't fly. The treasure light around its body was pressed inward, revealing its form.
The true body of the dragon-shaped entity was a slender sword. The blade was like flowing water, within which hid the energy of dark springs.
Within the dark springs, one could see a young dragon swimming back and forth inside the sword body, seeming extrely anxious, wanting to break free from the siege.
Baili Mu clearly saw the young dragon within the sword and was overjoyed, laughing, "Presenting this object to the Young Master will be a great achievent!"
The dragon-shaped entity burrowed into the underworld. Baili Mu also charged in after it, his every move accompanied by heavy, layered mountain shadows, suppressing this treasure.
Saintess Xuan watched, her excitent difficult to contain. She imdiately shot out a sleeve, passed through a ring, and when she retracted her sleeve, her delicate body flew up, passing through the ring to arrive in the underworld.
She was about to make a move to help capture the dragon when suddenly, she heard rumbling hoofbeats. Following the sound, she looked and was stunned speechless.
In the vast, boundless underworld, a giant dog wreathed in thick demonic fire and flas was charging toward them, like a demon god of the underworld. On the giant dog's head stood a small figure holding a long spear slung over its shoulder.
Saintess Xuan was about to warn everyone to beware of a sneak attack, but the giant dog was extrely fast. With a rumble, it crashed into the dozens of Nascent Soul realm and Spirit Transformation realm experts, sending them tumbling in all directions.
The giant dog raised a paw and slapped the Mysterious chanism Hundred Transformations Furnace. The various experts of the Hundred Refinents Hall couldn't control this magic treasure at all. The Mysterious chanism Hundred Transformations Furnace was sent spinning and howling as it smashed into the depths of the underworld. From its flas, weapons like knives, spears, swords, and halberds flew out, shooting in all directions with whooshing sounds.
Several Nascent Soul realm experts couldn't dodge in ti and were cut in half at the waist. Another person was dodging when a sharp sword struck his back. He was clearly not going to survive.
Baili Mu was both shocked and furious. He avoided the giant dog's pounce but was grazed by the demonic fire on its body. His Primordial Spirit nearly ignited, causing panic in his heart.
"Big!"
A voice suddenly ca from the giant dog's forehead. Baili Mu didn't understand its aning. Before his eyes, a blur appeared as a massive spear, over ten feet thick and dozens of zhang long, suddenly thrust toward his face!
Baili Mu's hair stood on end. He roared angrily, placing his Primordial Spirit in front of him. It was pierced by the great spear!
He slid back a hundred or so steps, barely stopping.
"Small!"
Following this voice, the great spear suddenly disappeared. Baili Mu saw that spear shrink countless tis. The person on the giant dog's head raised it, released it from his hand, and it shot out, piercing through the bodies of one Hundred Refinents Hall and Mountain-Moving Clan expert after another.
That person reached out to grab the spear, leaped up, and jumped onto the head of the dragon-shaped entity, shouting, "Got it, let's bounce!"
The giant dog leaped up, bit the tail of the dragon-shaped entity, turned around, and began running wildly, howling as it sped away.
Baili Mu, both shocked and furious, imdiately gave chase. He saw that person standing on the dragon's head, swinging the great spear and smashing it down on the dragon's head with loud bangs.
The dragon-shaped entity, struck by this person's brute strength, continuously shrank, quickly transforming into a slender sword that was grabbed by that person.
"Huh? Doesn't look like the Brush Tip..."
He heard that person's voice, sowhat childish, probably quite young, "Strange, could the Brush Tip have transford into a sword?"
Baili Mu saw that person pull off the spearhead and impale this Dark Spring Swimming Dragon Sword onto it.
"Damn it all!" Baili Mu flew into a rage.
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