Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 113 It's hard to be a good person!
The northern region is vast and boundless; ordinary people can never leave their own oasis in their entire lives, and the area within a radius of 50,000 li is their whole world.

For cultivators, the world is vast and boundless; even a million miles is just a unit of measurement and doesn't seem that far away.

"The yellow sand stretches for thousands of miles, and the high mountains extend endlessly." Now, Qi Zhe has traveled millions of miles to return to Zishan. After surviving the heavenly tribulation and recovering from his injuries, he stands atop Zishan.

Looking down at the vast expanse of yellow sand surrounding Zishan Mountain, he felt as if he could roam freely under the boundless sky and sea, and that his path was about to rise.

The only discordant element was an old blind man pacing around at the foot of the mountain, seemingly trying to do something that puzzled Qi Zhe.

"whoosh"

Qi Zhe flashed to the old blind man's side, and said with a crooked mouth, "What is this master of our time doing?"

It was already strange that the old blind man would appear here, and now he's circling around Purple Mountain; he might have discovered something special about this place.

The old blind man, who was observing the mountain's terrain to determine the feng shui, paused upon hearing this. He suddenly turned around and stared at Qi Zhe, a strange expression appearing on his face.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but sneer, "You haven't had many good days left, and you still have time to mock this old Taoist?"

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible and find a beautiful place to spend the rest of your days!"

Qi Zhe rolled his eyes upon hearing this and retorted, "How could a mere curse take my life? I think you should go find it yourself!"

Although Qi Zhe was worried about the curse, he couldn't get rid of it now, so he decided to accept it and stopped taking it seriously.

Moreover, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. This curse may be the opportunity for him to become stronger, or even a great opportunity. Why bother making trouble for himself?

The old man rolled his eyes upon hearing this, thinking to himself how arrogant this kid was, completely unpredictable. He could only retort, "You go first, and I'll start looking after you're done."

After saying that, he ignored Qi Zhe and continued to walk around Zishan. Seeing this, Qi Zhe could only continue to follow.

"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!"

But less than half an hour later, he started talking nonsense, suddenly stopped, and bent down to write and draw on the ground.

He then went beyond simply writing and drawing; he actually pulled out a tortoise shell and copper coins from his pocket and began to calculate.

"Impressive! Truly a master of our time!"

Qi Zhe grinned as he looked at the terrain map drawn by the old blind man, and thought it was indeed very vivid.

The old blind man sketched the outlines of nine dragon veins within a small space, constantly calculating the potential within Zishan Mountain, which was truly astonishing.

"Nine dragons guarding a single pearl, defying the creation of heaven and earth!" Qi Zhe exclaimed in feigned amazement, his repeated gasps causing the old blind man's expression to change drastically.

"You actually figured it out?!" The old blind man paused, turned to look at Qi Zhe with a face full of shock.

Not long ago, the old blind man came here following the legend. He originally came for the descendants of the Yuan Celestial Master, but he was attracted by Purple Mountain.

At that time, he stood on the top of Purple Mountain and looked at the nine dragon veins in the surrounding tens of thousands of miles, all pointing to this place. He knew that this place was extraordinary.

Now that Qi Zhe had revealed the secret, he couldn't help but lose his composure.

"Tch, how rare!" Qi Zhe rolled his eyes, feigning disdain as he continued, "I've read ancient texts, and they contain explanations of this kind of terrain!"

"The ancients said that such terrain should not be trodden upon by anyone but a great emperor of antiquity. If one were to act without extraordinary military power, the mountains and rivers would be stained with blood, and countless lives would lie buried beneath the corpses."

Qi Zhe wasn't exactly lying; the terrain of Zishan was indeed not something an ordinary person could tamper with. His actions were meant to intimidate the old blind man and stop him from trying to take advantage of Zishan.

The old blind man's lips twitched upon hearing this, thinking Qi Zhe was talking nonsense. He rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you trying to fool, kid?"

He didn't believe Qi Zhe's words, which surprised Qi Zhe. This old man seemed to take Zishan lightly, relying on his unparalleled combat power.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Zhe suddenly whispered, "You are absolutely ignorant. I can tell you definitively that a great upheaval did indeed occur in Zishan in the past!"

"That was over a hundred thousand years ago. A terrifying creature was unearthed beneath Purple Mountain, attracting the intervention of a great emperor to suppress it!" Qi Zhe's expression was utterly sincere and extremely serious, causing the old blind man to look puzzled. He suddenly realized and said, "Tell me more about it."

"Hmph." Qi Zhe looked at the old blind man's expression and knew that the other party must have believed him to some extent.

He squatted on the ground and whispered:

"To put it simply, countless people died near Purple Mountain that day, and it was only when an imperial bell fell from the sky that the turmoil was brought to an end!"

The old blind man stared intently at Qi Zhe's spiritual fluctuations, and was astonished to find that Qi Zhe was not lying. Only then did he truly believe him.

He exclaimed in shock, "An imperial bell? Could it be..."

Qi Zhe nodded upon seeing this, and lowered his voice to say, "That's right, it was the great emperor who suppressed the turmoil, and this Purple Mountain is now his mausoleum!"

"I've heard some rumors around here. Some say that four thousand years ago, the God King Jiang Taixu mistakenly entered this place, died there, and was thus erased from the mortal world!"

Qi Zhe's half-truths and half-lies shocked the old blind man. He had naturally heard of the god-king Jiang Taixu from four thousand years ago, but he never expected that he would die in this mountain.

These news reports were indeed shocking, leaving the old blind man stunned and speechless for a long time as he looked up at the majestic Purple Mountain.

Seeing this, Qi Zhe added, "I remember there's a mine here that leads directly into Purple Mountain. Over the years, the area before the first checkpoint has been littered with corpses."

But at this moment, the old blind man's expression was grave, as if he had been thinking for a long time. Suddenly, he said to Qi Zhe:
"You've said so much, kid, just to keep me out of there, but you've got it all wrong. I'm going to go in and explore anyway!"

As he spoke, he reached out and said, "Where did you hide the lid of your magic pot, kid? I'll return it to you when I come out with your protection!"

Qi Zhe was also a little confused at this moment, staring at the old blind man speechlessly, and could only say: "It's not on me, someone has already borrowed it before you."

As he spoke, a divine light flashed between Qi Zhe's brows, directly reflecting in the air the scene of Duan De taking the lid of the magic jar and entering Purple Mountain.

"Huh? You actually lend it to others? What a spendthrift!" The old blind man's lips twitched as he looked on, then he turned and disappeared from Qi Zhe's sight in one step.

"boom!"

Then Qi Zhe heard a deafening roar from ahead. When Qi Zhe rushed to the scene, he found that the old blind man had actually cleaved a large hole at the foot of a mountain.

Qi Zhe was speechless. He never expected the old blind man to be so stubborn and to find the mine and go deep into Zishan.

"Let's see if you dare to go in!" Qi Zhe muttered to himself, then rushed into the large cave and began to move forward in the darkness.

The old blind man found this mine shaft with his divine sense, and it turned out to be the same one that Ye Fan had found. There were stone carvings along the road depicting the ancient Emperor Wushi suppressing the turmoil.

The old blind man looked at the stone carvings on the wall with a sigh, knowing that Qi Zhe was absolutely right; this was indeed the mausoleum of the Great Emperor Wushi.

"The Tomb of the Great Emperor," the old blind man murmured, then headed towards the deepest part of the mine, soon arriving at the two large openings.

There are twenty or thirty skeletons nearby, mostly left by cultivators at the Sendai realm, ranging from the first level of heaven to half-step great power, and some great power even died here.

"That's really true." The old blind man looked puzzled as he carefully examined the two large holes, as if trying to figure something out.

The two large holes were constantly intertwined with terrifying killing light, like an intertwined yin and yang divine diagram. Ordinary cultivators would die if they touched them even slightly.

As he stopped, Qi Zhe rushed through the passage to this spot and, seeing the old blind man standing in front of the two large holes, hurriedly said, "Don't go in!"

The old blind man remained expressionless upon hearing this. He glanced back at Qi Zhe, then his body shone with divine light, and he flew towards the two large holes.

With a loud bang, the old blind man plunged headfirst into the two large holes and crashed into the rock wall of Purple Mountain.

Qi Zhe stared in disbelief, exclaiming in surprise, "Who could have imagined this?"

That's incredibly stubborn! Even with such high cultivation, it's impossible not to listen to any advice!

(End of this chapter)