Xie Yuchen glanced at Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian's words were very convincing. Others might not know, but Xie Yuchen, from the Old Nine Gates, was well aware of the destructive capabilities of certain tomb raiders.
Moreover, after robbing tombs, they would mostly choose to sell to foreigners, not for any other reason than the high prices offered.
Selling to foreigners also saved trouble and reduced the chances of being traced.
It was precisely because of this that during this period, most cultural relics began to flow overseas.
Zhang Tian's words even earned Xie Yuchen some admiration.
"Good, good disciple, if you had half my awareness, your master would be very pleased," the Daoist Master Yi Mei said appreciatively.
A hint of pride appeared on his face.
Well, Zhang Tian was his disciple, and his donation of cultural relics was equivalent to his master's donation. After all calculations, his master had saved the cultural relics of the entire Xia Kingdom.
Just thinking about it made him happy.
"Young Master Zhang, your strength is so great, why has the Zhang family in Beili always been so ordinary?" Xie Yuchen asked as they walked.
His original intention was to ask if Zhang Tian was interested in organizing a new force.
Zhang Tian smiled.
"Your perspective is too narrow. We don't like to be high-profile; being ordinary is fine. A simple life is the true path."
As Zhang Tian spoke, Xie Yuchen looked enlightened.
The others quickened their pace.
After Zhang Tian eliminated the fox den, the forest seemed to be hit by some shock.
The roars of black bears and wild boars echoed continuously.
Black bears should have been hibernating at this time, but they seemed exceptionally agitated.
"There's a black bear up ahead," Hu Bayi said, looking at a black shape not far away, beneath a white snow-capped mountain.
"If it doesn't attack, then fine. If it does, Fatty can practice his skills," Zhang Tian said.
Fatty: "???"
Good heavens, it's always me who has to do the heavy lifting.
The group strode forward.
Zhang Qilin followed the group, unhurriedly observing the black bear.
When the black bear saw Zhang Tian and the others, it was stunned for a moment.
Then, upon seeing Zhang Qilin and feeling the pressure emanating from the group, the black bear turned tail and fled.
"Tch, cowardly bear," Fatty grumbled, then swaggered ahead with an unhurried gait.
Zhang Tian flipped through the golden vein book he had found in the fox's coffin.
The book didn't contain much information, besides the names of the golden veins and descriptions of the treasures within.
It made no mention of how to reach them or how to obtain them.
"The Yellow Immortal was also searching for golden veins?" Zhang Tian mused. He felt it was highly likely, otherwise, the Yellow Immortal wouldn't have had this book, nor would its grave be located in such a unique place.
Soon, following Hu Bayi's route, Lin Tian and the others crossed several mountain ranges.
Finally, they arrived at a small hillside on the east side.
The hillside wasn't very high.
But from here, they could see the entire route they had taken.
They could also see the Yellow Immortal's grave mound.
"This is definitely an excellent burial site. If I were to die, I would definitely choose a place like this; the feng shui here is superb," Hu Bayi said casually as he surveyed the surroundings.
"Old Hu, you can't just say anything. You can't die! We agreed to roam the world together, remember?" Fatty quickly interjected.
Hu Bayi rolled his eyes at Fatty, not realizing he was merely marveling at the feng shui of the small mountain.
"The feng shui here is indeed good, but Master senses a trace of yin energy," said Daoist Master Yi Mei, and the others also looked around.
"And a weasel!" Zhang Qilin suddenly exclaimed.
Not far away, a weasel was frantically scurrying through the snow, as if facing grave danger.
Upon seeing this, Fatty pulled out his broken sword.
Everyone had been tormented by the weasels, so seeing one again naturally made them a little excited.
"Damn it, you want to run when you see Fatty? Such audacity," Fatty muttered, chasing after it with gusto.
"Fatty, don't chase!" Zhang Tian quickly pulled Fatty back.
"This is definitely a trap. We just killed so many weasels, and now this one appears. It's definitely not right."
"Besides, did you forget what that weasel said earlier? Its home is to the east!"
Zhang Tian's sudden recall of the first weasel's words stunned everyone.
"After we blew up the Yellow Immortal's grave, things became much easier for us, but we can't afford to be careless," Zhang Tian said. Hu Bayi nodded in agreement.
He looked at where the weasel had run.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
"The Heavenly and Earthly Xuan Gate, the Mountain of Feng Shui Mysteries, hidden mechanisms, pointing to the Dragon Vein, Boss, there seems to be a river down there."
Hu Bayi spoke, then lay down on the ground, sweeping away the snow and pressing his ear firmly to the ground.
Zhang Qilin, seeing this, also gently leaned over.
He swept away the snow.
After a moment.
Hu Bayi heard no sound of water, but Zhang Qilin did.
"There is indeed an underground river, and it's quite large. The current is somewhat swift," Zhang Qilin's voice was low.
Zhang Tian's eyes darted.
If he wasn't mistaken, this was the Ghost Yamen below.
That place was not only filled with mechanisms but also had grand architecture.
To enter it, one had to cross a river.
Commonly known as the River of Oblivion.
"Old Hu, it seems we need to find the entrance here," Zhang Tian said. Hu Bayi nodded and then took out his compass.
He began to explore.
Gradually, Hu Bayi discovered that the route seemed to be very close to where the weasel had run earlier.
Then, after a thorough search, Hu Bayi stood beneath a large tree.
On the tree, there was a bear claw mark.
A large chunk had been torn from the tree.
"Bears have poor memories. They usually leave marks on trees to indicate that a place is dangerous."
"And, based on my recent divination, this spot is very likely a cave entrance," Hu Bayi said, pointing to a spot beneath the tree.
Fatty, seeing this, quickly took out his shovel.
"This is where Fatty comes in," he declared.
After Fatty spoke, he grabbed the shovel and began digging at the spot Hu Bayi indicated.
Fatty had only dug a few times before a deep hole appeared.
"Amazing," Xie Yuchen said, startled by the sight of the hole.
Hu Bayi's skills were truly impressive. Perhaps even the tomb raiders of the past wouldn't have been able to find it so quickly.
"Everyone be careful. We can't rule out the possibility of traps inside," Hu Bayi cautioned. Everyone nodded and entered.
The cave wasn't deep, only a few meters high.
The group leaped in and entered the interior.
Zhang Qilin descended with particular grace.
His internal energy manifested as a tangible force, allowing him to briefly hover in the air.
"Second Brother is so cool," Fatty exclaimed, full of envy.
"Fatty, you can actually do that now too," Hu Bayi said, patting Fatty's shoulder.
Fatty understood immediately.
Zhang Tian didn't say much, but took out a flashlight from his backpack.
He turned it on, illuminating the surroundings, and everything came into view.
They were standing on a platform, not large enough for more than a few people, and below them was a bottomless chasm.
There was only one path ahead, and above them was a round object of unknown purpose.
The path was completely sealed. Below the chasm, the end was obscured, but the sound of flowing water could faintly be heard.
"This is a golden vein? Don't be ridiculous! It looks so eerie. What kind of place is this?" Fatty grumbled.
Zhang Tian looked ahead.
His expression was grim; the level of danger here was extremely high.
However, with his master and second brother as his trump cards, the chances of success should be quite good.