Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

As soon as Chen Yulou finished speaking, the entire Changsheng Mountain stronghold fell into an eerie silence.

The words "Little Celestial Master" resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then panic spread rapidly through the crowd like a plague!

Those lackeys who were already intimidated and kneeling on the ground were now trembling even more violently, their heads buried even lower, almost prostrating themselves in the mud, not daring to even breathe.

Inside the Hall of Gathering Righteousness, the fingers of the girl in red, which were caressing the hilt of her knife, suddenly froze. Her pretty face drained of color instantly, and she cried out in shock:

"Little...Little Celestial Master?! That...Master Tiantong from Longhu Mountain?!"

Hua Maguai, standing beside her, gasped in shock, his body swaying slightly involuntarily, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

He finally understood where that suffocating, catastrophe-like terrifying pressure came from! It was simply beyond human control!
Even Kunlun, who had just been about to bravely confront him, froze, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip on the knife, and his copper bell-like eyes flashing with extreme shock and a hint of fear.

"Little Celestial Master..."

"It's actually the Little Celestial Master himself who's here?!"

"Oh my God..."

Low, trembling whispers swept through the crowd like a chilling wind.

All eyes were focused on the tall figure who was slowly approaching. The fierceness and vigilance of before were gone from their eyes, replaced by deep awe, fear, and... a premonition of impending doom.

The Little Celestial Master is not a vicious and evil sorcerer of the Quanxing Sect; his reputation would not normally inspire such fear.

But what can you do when they're bandits? They're not just tomb raiders, they're also thieves. Although they claim to have their own code of honor, it's hard to say whether the Little Celestial Master actually acknowledges it.

If they didn't acknowledge it... they couldn't help but think of the fate of Liao Huzi of Dawang Mountain, the bandit leader who dominated a region and commanded thousands of men.

Liao Huzi was also a member of the Quanxing sect, and he had many demons under his command. In terms of high-end combat power, he was even better than Changsheng Mountain. The official forces had repeatedly tried to suppress him, but all of them suffered heavy losses and returned empty-handed.

Such a heinous crime was wiped out in just one night because it provoked the Little Celestial Master.

The entire stronghold, from top to bottom, regardless of whether they were leaders or henchmen, whether they participated or not, was completely slaughtered. Blood flowed like a river! Not a single chicken or dog was spared!

It is said that the scene was extremely gruesome, and the stench of blood lingered for months. To this day, no one has gone there to collect the bodies.

That was an entire mountain stronghold, armed with guns and cannons, and even had extraordinary experts. When trouble arose, they could even summon the demons of the Quanxing Sect for help, yet they were still wiped out just like that!

The thought of that terrible scene about to befall them sent a chill down the spines of the people on Changsheng Mountain, making their scalps tingle and their limbs go cold.

Some people even started trembling uncontrollably, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Chen Yulou stood at the front, and he could clearly feel the almost tangible fear of his brothers behind him. Wasn't he also terrified?

He forced down his turbulent emotions, trying to remain calm, and pondered the purpose of the young Taoist priest's appearance here.

They probably didn't come to wipe out Changsheng Mountain. If the Little Celestial Master wanted to destroy them, he could have just done it directly. Why go through all this trouble? If they didn't come to destroy them...

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze calmly swept across the entire room, taking in everyone's reactions, before finally settling on Chen Yulou, who was trying to appear composed. He crossed his arms and said:

"Zhang Zhiwei of the Celestial Master's Mansion greets the Chief."

His voice wasn't loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly. More importantly, as he finished speaking, the suffocating, terrifying pressure that felt like the sky collapsing was withdrawn.

In an instant, the invisible mountain that had enveloped the entire Changsheng Mountain disappeared.

The bandits kneeling on the ground felt a sudden lightness in their bodies, and the fear that had almost crushed them vanished.

But then, an extreme feeling of exhaustion swept over me, as if the brief moment of resistance had drained all my strength. Sweat poured from every pore of my body like a dam had been opened, instantly soaking my clothes.

Many people could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, unable to move even a finger.

Their eyes were blank as they looked at each other, recalling the apocalyptic feeling they had just experienced. It was as if they had just had a very vivid yet very short nightmare.

In fact, their situation just now was indeed somewhat related to the dream. Although Zhang Zhiwei's aura was strong, it wasn't strong enough to make thousands of people kneel down with a single tremor of his body.

Momentum is a very mysterious thing. The stronger the opponent's perception ability, the stronger the effect; the weaker the perception ability, the smaller the impact.

Just like during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony in the story, when the four powerful figures of Quanxing besieged Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei arrived. Yuan Tao, who was not very strong, still wanted to continue fighting. However, Gao Ning, who was much stronger, was so frightened that he fled in panic.

Apart from a small number of Unloading Ridge Warriors, most of the people at Changsheng Mountain were just ordinary people. Zhang Zhiwei's aura was greatly diminished against them. If he concentrated his power on a few people, the effect would naturally be better, but it was unrealistic to rely solely on aura to take down thousands of people at the same time. No one could necessarily do it.

Therefore, in order to enhance the effect, while fully activating his Qi, he also used some magical techniques, specifically the Earthly Nine Palaces Technique of the Character "Dui" and the "Drum Flash".

The auspiciousness of harmony and harmony means that one should act without doubt. This technique belongs to the category of metal-based illusion techniques. It can influence a person's mind by controlling light, causing them to experience hallucinations.

The reason why the people of Changsheng Mountain were like this just now was because Zhang Zhiwei used this technique to amplify the pressure they felt, which is why they were in this state.

Chen Yulou, standing at the very front, felt the pressure most clearly, facing Zhang Zhiwei at close range. The pressure he had just endured was unimaginable.

Now that the pressure has completely disappeared, and the young Taoist priest even spoke to him, the head of the gang, he felt a sense of relief, as if he had survived a calamity.

As expected, the Little Celestial Master came to Changsheng Mountain not to annihilate them. If he really wanted to destroy Changsheng Mountain, why waste words? He would have just taken action. Now, he has both restrained his aura and treated people with courtesy. This attitude... clearly indicates that he has something to discuss.

Despite thinking this way, Chen Yulou did not let his guard down in the slightest.

As a powerful figure with connections to both the legitimate and criminal worlds, he could naturally see that Zhang Zhiwei's previous actions were a show of force. Despite being treated politely now, if his subsequent response did not satisfy Zhang, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"No, no, this title of 'Chief Commander' is just an empty name. It would be too much for me, Little Celestial Master, to say it like that!"

Chen Yulou dared not be presumptuous in front of Zhang Zhiwei. He bowed slightly, clasped his hands, and said, "I wonder what brings the young Celestial Master to my poor and desolate place?"

Zhang Zhiwei was a straightforward person, so he stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "I came to Changsheng Mountain because I want to do a 'big deal' with the leader."

"I wonder what kind of business this is, young celestial master, please tell me!" Chen Yulou said hurriedly.

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Zhang Qishan, and he thought to himself, "He called out to Zhang Dafoye, and then he called me. Could this so-called business be about going to some earth-shattering tomb?"
Zhang Zhiwei's gaze swept over the surrounding rugged mountains, and he slowly said, "I've heard that the Unloading Ridge lineage is most skilled at opening mountains and unloading rocks. No matter how big the mountains or boulders are, they can't stump you."

Although Chen Yulou did not understand what he meant, he still proudly replied, "This is indeed an ancestral skill, a means of making a living. In this world, if we talk about splitting mountains and breaking rocks, I, the Unloading Ridge Warrior, would admit to being second, and I'm afraid no one would dare to claim to be first!"

While this statement contains an element of self-praise, it is largely true. Among the four major schools of tomb raiding, the Unloading Ridge faction is indeed the most adept at achieving miracles through sheer force, using human power to fight against nature.

“Alright!” Zhang Zhiwei nodded. “I intend to hollow out several mountains in Chongqing. Now I would like to invite you all to demonstrate your abilities. Is that alright?”

Is it really a tomb raiding? And they'll have to hollow out several mountains? Such a massive project! My God, how huge must that tomb be? ... Chen Yulou hurriedly asked, "May I ask, Little Celestial Master, whose tomb are we going to raid this time?"

He couldn't believe that anyone would build such a large cemetery in Chongqing.

Whose grave are we going to...? Zhang Zhiwei was taken aback, then realized that Chen Yulou was treating him like someone who wanted him to rob a grave.

"........."

Lu Ci, Zhang Dafoye, and the others were speechless. This old guy was really dedicated to his job. What kind of time was this to be thinking about tomb raiding? Didn't he realize that if it were really about tomb raiding, with Zhang Shixiong's skills, would they need to come to him?

Zhang Zhiwei said, "It's not for the funerary objects in the tomb, but to build several extremely large air-raid shelters that can accommodate factory machinery and even tens of thousands of people to prepare for future unforeseen events. This project is extremely large and beyond the capabilities of ordinary people, so I would like to ask the brothers of the Unloading Ridge for help."

"Dig...dig out the mountain? Build a giant air-raid shelter?" Chen Yulou was stunned, as were Hong Guniang, Hua Maguai, and the others behind him.

They had considered many reasons why the young celestial masters came to Changsheng Mountain, but they never expected that they would be invited to carry out construction work.

A Taoist priest came to a group of tomb raiders to build an air-raid shelter.

These three things don't seem like they could be combined at all.

The stark contrast left everyone somewhat bewildered.

At the same time, they were also relieved. Although it was a bit embarrassing to ask them, the people from the Unloading Ridge faction, to dig the tunnel, at least their lives were safe.

Moreover, if Zhang Zhiwei had actually suggested that they go down into the tomb, they might have had some reservations.

After all, if even a minor celestial master can't go down into a tomb, then what kind of terrifying and malevolent ancient tomb must it be? If they go there, wouldn't they be sending themselves to their deaths?
Chen Yulou said, "Opening mountains and unloading ridges is our specialty. We may not be very good at building air-raid shelters, but hollowing out mountains is no problem at all. However, if I may be so bold as to ask, why does the Little Celestial Master need to build an air-raid shelter? Is there going to be a major war soon?"

Zhang Zhiwei said, "I believe the boss should also know that I set up the Tiantong Steel Plant, which has produced hundreds of thousands of tons of steel annually in recent years. It can be called a national key industry."

"In recent years, our friction with the Japanese pirates has intensified, and a major war is imminent. Once war breaks out, these factories will undoubtedly be a thorn in the side of the Japanese pirates, and will be targeted. Even the surrounding people will be robbed."

"Therefore, I want to plan ahead and prepare a strategy before the war starts, moving important parts of the factory underground and building a huge shelter."

This wasn't a secret, so Zhang Zhiwei explained his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yulou became excited and quickly clasped his hands, saying, "Everyone in the martial arts world says that Little Celestial Master is righteous and chivalrous, always ready to help others. Now that I see it, it is indeed true. Although my Xieling lineage may not be considered a prestigious sect, it is still our duty to do things for the country and its people."

"Don't worry, Little Celestial Master! Leave this to Changsheng Mountain. We men of the Unloading Ridge will not hesitate. Just tell me how many men and how much equipment you need! I will immediately summon all the Unloading Ridge warriors to Chongqing to await orders!"

He patted his chest, spoke of national righteousness, and readily agreed to the task in a relaxed manner.

"Good job, Chief Chen!" Zhang Zhiwei patted Chen Yulou on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

But he knew in his heart that if he asked the Unloading Warriors of Changsheng Mountain to dig up the mountain, given Chen Yulou's usual practice of opening granaries to distribute grain and help the people, he might actually do it, but he would never do it so readily.

Ultimately, it was a choice she had to make under pressure from him, but she was certainly pragmatic.

Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said, "If Chief Chen can handle this matter well, it will be a great help to me. I am the kind of person who always repays kindness and avenges wrongs."

Chen Yulou naturally understood the meaning behind Zhang Zhiwei's words. This was undoubtedly telling him and everyone else that as long as they did this job well, Changsheng Mountain would be protected by the Little Celestial Master.

This undoubtedly excited Chen Yulou. Although opening mountains and unloading ridges was a tough job, if he could get in touch with the Little Celestial Master, it would indeed be a great blessing and opportunity.

Now, although he is known as the head of the underworld in thirteen provinces, including the south and north, it is just for show. When it comes to actually making a move, only the brothers of Changsheng Mountain will obey his orders.

But with the Little Celestial Master protecting him, he might actually live up to his title as the head of the underworld.

"Little Celestial Master, please come quickly! I'll have the kitchen prepare a banquet to welcome you all!" Chen Yulou said hurriedly.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Zhang Zhiwei walked straight towards the reception room.

Chen Yulou quickly gave a look, signaling Hong Guniang to lead Zhang Zhiwei to the head seat.

He then looked at Lü Ci, clasped his hands, and said, "This brother is clearly no ordinary person. May I ask who he is..."

Lu Ci clasped his hands and said, "Lu family, Lu Ci!"

Chen Yulou smiled and said, "So you are the two luminaries of the Lü family. I have long admired your names. This way, please!"

Lü Ci nodded, walked into the hall, and sat down next to Zhang Zhiwei.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yulou faced off against Zhang Dafoye.

Being from the same lineage of tomb raiders, the two naturally had much to talk about.

"I have long admired your great name, Master Buddha. May I ask which school of Buddhism you belong to?" Chen Yulou asked, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect.

Zhang Qishan clasped his hands and said, "Two fingers probe the cave to seek ghosts and gods; the Heavenly Official of Tomb Raiders resides at this gate. With no taboos, he leaves his handprints; beneath the tomb, ghosts knock on the mortal realm. Tomb Raider, Zhang Qishan." (End of Chapter)