Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 431 A Sacred Object Descends from the Sky
"No powerful figures came to the ghost market today. If someone were searching for valuable artifacts here, it would definitely cause a commotion, but I didn't notice anything unusual outside..."

Wei Xing frowned in thought, feeling that this matter was probably indeed related to Lu Zheng.

However, he was not entirely clear on what exactly had happened there and did not want to draw any conclusions.

The woman remained calm upon hearing this, and nodded slightly, saying, "Alright, I understand. You may go back now."

Wei Xing said in a low voice, "Should I bring him back and take another look..."

This is an anomaly concerning a vital national asset, and we cannot afford to be careless.

If Lu Zheng also senses something amiss and realizes there's something unusual here, it could attract the attention of powerful figures from An Kingdom...

Those important artifacts are their hope for restoring their country, and they have been guarded for hundreds of years, so there is no room for error.

The woman said calmly, "You don't need to do anything; I know what I'm doing."

Seeing this, Wei Xing said no more and simply took his leave.

The swaying bamboo forest emitted a ripple, sending Wei Xing out of this space.

Once back underground, Wei Xing sat cross-legged in this extremely yin place, using yin energy to wash away the trace of spatial aura that had tainted his body, before leisurely returning to the Ghost Market.

Along the way, Wei Xing's expression was somewhat solemn. You should know that even the great gods of Chu had explored this place, but they had not found any clues.

Lu Zheng's mere aura was enough to cause the heavy weapon to react, which Lu Zheng found utterly unbelievable.

Even though the previous dynasty has been gone for many years, the national treasures that have been passed down still carry a lot of the fortune of heaven and earth.

Even the nations of the world are obsessed with the important artifacts of the previous dynasty, constantly searching for these lost treasures in hopes of enhancing their own national fortune.

"This child's luck is truly terrifying..."

Wei Xing's mind was racing. If he could make the nation's most important instrument respond, then he was truly favored by heaven and earth. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a chosen one, and his future achievements would be unimaginable.

Inside the grotto-heaven space, the woman stood still, lost in thought.

A moment later, she quietly left the bamboo forest and came to a green mountain.

The interior of the green mountain was hollowed out, and a palace built from forbidden spirit stones stood inside.

The woman raised her hand and placed it on the palace gate, verifying her identity with the aura of her own blood essence.

The heavy door opened a crack, and the woman slipped inside. Then the door closed tightly, revealing not a trace of her presence.

Inside the palace, a square cauldron, ten feet tall, was placed in the center.

The square cauldron was surrounded by rich, colorful energy, exuding a vast and boundless aura of heaven and earth.

This square ding is one of the nine dings of the previous dynasty, which was once placed in Chuzhou, which is now within the territory of the Chu Kingdom.

During the final years of the previous dynasty, when the world was in chaos, this square ding (a type of ancient Chinese cooking vessel) was lost.

Some people believe that the cauldron was destroyed, while others believe that it has been acquired by a certain country, which has taken its fortune.

However, this cauldron was hidden away by the previous dynasty's royal family, and it has been concealed in a cave in the underground of Guizhou.

Thanks to the unique environment of Ghost State and the multiple layers of sealing, these national treasures were barely prevented from being discovered by powerful figures through deduction.

Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye. The fortune of heaven and earth carried by this square cauldron has diminished considerably, but it still retains a strong fortune.

"Restore the kingdom..." The woman looked at Fang Ding with a solemn expression.

She had been waiting for such an opportunity for hundreds of years, but there had never been a good time.

When the dynasty collapsed, the royal family members went into hiding in order to survive and rebuild the dynasty.

After all these years, the woman didn't even know if any of her royal relatives were still alive, or if they were hiding somewhere like her, waiting for the right opportunity to restore their kingdom.

The woman's expression became somewhat dazed, and she seemed a little heavy-hearted.

She turned to look at the side of the square cauldron, where there were sealed sacred artifacts, treasures that even the world's strongest could not obtain.

The woman stepped forward and carefully picked up a stone box.

Among the unusual events that occurred here previously, this sacred object reacted the most strongly.

Even though this place is heavily sealed to prevent outsiders from peeping, such sacred objects can still sense the outside world.

The woman put the stone box into her storage bag and then left the palace.

She used a secret technique to conceal herself and quietly left the cave.

Upon entering the outside world, a full moon hangs high in the sky.

The woman stood high in the sky, looking up at the starry sky above her, and was momentarily moved.

To avoid being discovered by others, she almost never appeared in the outside world, and this place felt both familiar and strange to her.

She had no time to appreciate the night view; with a wave of her hand, she took out the stone box that sealed the sacred object.

Since that person could make this thing move, she didn't mind giving it a generous gift.

Whether or not one can accept this great gift depends on the recipient's fate.

Without hesitation, the woman raised her hand to break the seal on the stone box and opened it directly.

A powerful aura of a sage emanated from the area.

The contents of the box shone brightly, transforming into a beam of light that flew down to the earth like a shooting star.

People seek treasures, and treasures will choose their owners.

Such sacred objects can only be obtained by those with the ability; ordinary people are not even qualified to touch them.

The woman observed the trajectory of the sacred object's movement and knew that it had indeed sensed something.

She released the sacred object and didn't linger; her figure gradually faded and disappeared.

"Let me tell you, this Ghost Province is the burial ground for countless large tombs. Throughout history, countless figures have been laid to rest here..."

"There are countless treasures beneath our feet. How can you bear to let those treasures turn to dust?"

"I've heard that your Confucian school has lost or incomplete original scriptures. Who knows, those things might be hidden down here!"

Pang Yun walked to the side, rambling on and on.

Lu Zheng smiled and listened to Pang Yun's story. He wouldn't be swayed by the other party's words and go digging up some old grave.

If there's anything good here, it's probably not his turn to dig it up.

Lu Zheng asked curiously, "Master, you are skilled in this art. Have you found any treasures?"

"Well..." Pang Yun's eyes darted around, "There are some, but you two definitely wouldn't be interested. Sigh, I was thinking of digging up the tomb of a sixth-realm expert, which would be enough for me to live on for the rest of my life. Unfortunately... it's not easy to find the tombs of experts. Many experts have descendants, and few build tombs to bury treasures."

Pang Yun said slowly, "I used to search everywhere for blessed lands and grotto-heavens, but those places are even harder to find, sigh..."

Pang Yun, with the air of a seasoned veteran, recounted his own experiences.

Lu Zheng couldn't help but say, "Why doesn't the Daoist focus his mind on cultivation?"

Pang Yun shook his head and sighed, "I come from a humble background, just a Taoist priest from a small temple. Without finding some connections, where would I get spiritual objects to cultivate with? These things don't just fall from the sky..."

Qingwan followed the two with small, quick steps, listening to their conversation while curiously looking around, wary of any unsuspecting ghosts approaching.

"Hey, is there a shooting star in the sky?"

Qing Wan suddenly paused, noticing a streak of light coming from the sky that didn't look like a person flying.

Lu Zheng and Pang Yun couldn't help but raise their heads slightly.

"Hmm, this is..." Pang Yun narrowed his eyes, unable to immediately recognize what it was, "Why is it heading this way..."

The light moved extremely fast, and wherever it passed, all the yin energy vanished, forming a wide passage.

Before the light even arrived, Lu Zheng and his companions already sensed a powerful aura.

Pang Yun felt a prickling sensation on his back and took off running.

The aura was so terrifying that Pang Yun felt inexplicably frightened and dared not face it directly.

Lu Zheng and Qing Wan, on the other hand, did not make any moves, but felt that this aura was quite familiar.

In the blink of an eye, the stream of light entered Lu Zheng's body and entered the small world of literature.

Lu Zheng didn't even have time to stop it, and the light entered his body.

Lu Zheng had a sudden thought and discovered that the stream of light was wrapped in a silk book, a chapter of Mencius.

"This……"

Lu Zheng blinked, feeling quite unreal. How could a classic text of a sage fall from the sky while he was walking?
Pang Yun, who was not far away, stared in disbelief, feeling as if he had seen a ghost.

Oh no, this kind of place is full of ghosts, and people are even rarer than ghosts.

Pang Yun couldn't help but approach a distance and sensed the aura permeating the surroundings, which was pure and powerful, inspiring fear in people.

Pang Yun had never seen a sacred object before, so he had no idea that the residual aura came from it.

"What...what was that just now...?"

Pang Yun's eyesight was still good enough that he could barely make out that something seemed to have entered Lu Zheng's body.

That thing exudes such an extraordinary aura; it must be some kind of remarkable treasure.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky. Could treasures really fall from the sky? What kind of incredible luck was this?

Qingwan, who was standing next to Lu Zheng, looked him over and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Lu Zheng quickly came to his senses, looked in the direction from which the streak of light had come, and frowned slightly.

Something unusual must be going on. This sacred object suddenly falling from the sky is bound to cause quite a stir.

Moreover, the fact that this thing could fall from the sky was unbelievable to Lu Zheng.

Pang Yun's eyes gleamed as he stared at Lu Zheng, and he said in a low voice, "It is said that spiritual treasures will automatically recognize their masters. This is the first time I have ever seen such a thing. Tsk tsk tsk... By the way, what exactly is it?"

Pang Yun's face was full of curiosity and envy. Something that fell from the sky must be something special.

He didn't have any intention of seizing the treasure, after all, the aura emanating from that item made him feel uncomfortable, and it was clearly not something he could covet.

Lu Zheng felt no joy at receiving the sacred object; instead, he sensed that something was amiss.

There's no such thing as a sacred object falling from the sky for no reason.

This passage from Mencius may have come from nowhere; it might even have an owner.

He said, "Let's go, let's leave here first, we shouldn't stay here any longer."

"Yes, yes, there must be others who saw it," Pang Yun said. "Let's go, let's get out of here first..."

Something resembling a meteor fell to the ground, and the strange things it caused along the way were quite significant; it's possible that someone has already noticed it.

The three were about to set off, but before they could leave, they sensed something.

A figure appeared out of thin air in the sky.

The person who came had their back to the bright moon, exuding a pure and holy aura.

“It’s the Moon Goddess of Chu…” Pang Yun was shocked.

(End of this chapter)