Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"We have finally arrived here." Yang Ling's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement. He turned to Ying Zheng and the others and said, "This ancient book may be the most important gain of our trip."

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, his gaze resolute, the weapon in his hand trembling slightly, as if one could feel the excitement of about to touch the treasure. He walked to Yang Ling's side and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang, with this secret manual, we will surely be able to break through the current shackles of our cultivation and enter a brand new realm."

Yang Ling smiled and gently patted Ying Zheng's shoulder, his gaze returning to the glowing ancient book. He slowly reached out his hand, but just as his fingertips were about to touch the book's cover, the stone chamber suddenly trembled, as if some ancient power had been abruptly awakened.

Li Si and Ziya nervously surveyed their surroundings, gripping their weapons tightly, ready to face any potential dangers. Xu Fu quickly approached Yang Ling and said in a low, urgent voice, "Brother Yang, the power within this stone chamber is extraordinary. We must proceed with utmost caution."

Yang Ling nodded, his expression turning solemn. Suddenly, rows of stone-carved soldiers emerged from the walls of the stone chamber, their eyes vacant, wielding sharp weapons, and slowly converging towards the center.

"Gentlemen, prepare to meet the enemy!" Yang Ling's tone carried an undeniable commanding force. He drew his long sword from his back, the blade gleaming with a chilling light under the lamplight.

Li Si and Ziya quickly positioned themselves on either side of Yang Ling, forming a triangular battle formation. Li Si's swordsmanship was agile and swift, each strike like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, illuminating the path ahead. Ziya, on the other hand, unleashed water-based magic, waves of seemingly tangible water shattering the stone soldiers into pieces.

Xu Fu chanted incantations from behind, and talismans flew between his fingers, transforming into streaks of fierce fire that blasted towards the stone soldiers. Ying Zheng stood at the forefront, his weapon constantly wielding, each swing creating gusts of wind that caused the stone soldiers to fall one after another.

The battle lasted for a moment, then Yang Ling suddenly stepped forward, standing before the altar, his sword tip lightly touching the cover of the ancient book. Instantly, a surge of spiritual energy erupted from the book, shooting straight into the sky and blasting away all the surrounding stone soldiers.

Yang Ling's figure appeared exceptionally tall amidst this power, his face filled with determination and resolve. He lowered his head, gazing at the longsword in his hand, before slowly sheathing it. The spiritual energy within the stone chamber gradually subsided, leaving only the heavy breathing of the group and faint echoes emanating from the depths of the chamber.

"This ancient book is called the 'True Scripture of the Heavenly Dragon,' containing the most profound Taoist methods in the world." Yang Ling turned to face the crowd, his voice carrying a calm and unhurried power. "From now on, each of us will study its methods and embark on a new path of cultivation."

The crowd's eyes were filled with awe and anticipation as they gathered around Yang Ling, listening intently as he explained the profound mysteries of the "Heavenly Dragon Scripture." As Yang Ling's words deepened, a seed of hope seemed to be planted in each person's heart, awaiting its future blossoming and fruition.

As night deepened, spiritual energy flowed within the stone chamber, and the light from the ancient books flickered quietly, illuminating every face.

Under the dim light of the "Heavenly Dragon Scripture," Yang Ling's face appeared even more serene, his eyes seemingly able to perceive the mysteries of the world. He slowly turned a page of the ancient book, the fine paper trembling gently between his fingertips, accompanied by a faint, ancient fragrance.

"This page records the cultivation method of 'Dragon's Roar Across the World'." Yang Ling's voice was deep and firm, and his eyes gleamed as he turned the pages, as if they could penetrate the heavens and earth behind the words. "It is said that this method can make one sing in harmony with heaven and earth, draw upon the power of the dragon veins, and enhance oneself to the limit."

Ying Zheng leaned closer, his eyes fixed on the page, trying to glean more secrets from it. His fingers gently traced the words, as if he could feel the power contained within them. "Brother Yang, how should we practice this method?"

Yang Ling gently closed the book, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, his expression unusually solemn. "First, we need to find a dragon vein to cultivate in, resonating with its power by sensing its energy." Xu Fu approached, his face showing curiosity and excitement. "How can we find a dragon vein?"

Yang Ling turned his gaze to the depths of the cave, where shadows swirled, as if concealing endless secrets. "There should be a dragon vein deep within the Spirit Mountain. I can sense a faint fluctuation coming from there." His tone carried an undeniable certainty.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off immediately!" Li Si gripped his long sword tightly, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, showing his eagerness.

Ziya nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with determination. "I also sensed that fluctuation. This trip will surely allow each of us to make a breakthrough."

Yang Ling took the lead, guiding the group through the stone chamber, each step feeling as if they were treading on the dust of history. They passed through winding passages, each inscribed with intricate runes and mysterious totems, shimmering with faint light.

On their journey to the dragon vein, they encountered various traps, obstacles, and divine beasts. Suddenly, a giant stone lion leaped out of the mural, its jaws wide open, lunging at Yang Ling. Yang Ling showed no sign of panic; he simply waved his robe, and a powerful gust of air sent the stone lion flying back.

“Every obstacle is a test of our will and strength.” Yang Ling looked back at the group following closely behind, his voice filled with encouragement and warning. “However, as long as we are determined, none of these can defeat us.”

Ying Zheng followed closely behind, his eyes filled with admiration, and whispered to Xu Fu, "Brother Yang truly deserves to be called a leader; every action he takes is admirable."

Xu Fu nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Indeed, Brother Yang's every step seems to have profound meaning, and his power is constantly increasing."

Throughout their journey, Yang Ling not only protected everyone's safety with his power, but also taught them how to integrate with their surroundings and energy fields to enhance their cultivation. Each time they overcame a challenge, he would stop to explain the unique features of the area and how to utilize these environmental forces.

After several hours of trekking, they finally arrived at a secluded valley. In the center of the valley stood an ancient stone platform, carved with intricate dragon totems, emitting a faint glow.

"This is where the dragon vein is located." Yang Ling stood before the stone platform, his voice carrying a solemn and dignified air. He gestured for everyone to sit down and began to instruct them on how to sense the power of the earth's veins and resonate with it.

Everyone closed their eyes and, following Yang Ling's instructions, slowly adjusted their breathing, feeling the subtle fluctuations emanating from beneath their feet. Gradually, they sensed a warm power rising from the ground, flowing through their entire bodies, and each person's expression became exceptionally focused and peaceful.

"Can you feel it? This is the power of the dragon vein." Yang Ling's voice seemed to come from afar, echoing through the valley. "Let this power fill your body and merge with your soul." (End of Chapter)