Chinese Superman

Chapter 99 The Origin of the Sacred Relics, the Number One Blessed Land Under Heaven

"I'm back."

As soon as Xia Xinghan landed, a figure in a white coat hugged him tightly.

"Sister Lin————"

Lin Tingwan, her hands red from the cold at the base entrance, cupped Xia Xinghan's face in her hands and looked him over from left to right.

"Have you been eating properly? You look so thin! Where's the down jacket I gave you? Why aren't you wearing it? What if you catch a cold!"

"It's too dangerous outside; home is much safer!"

Xia Xinghan let Lin Tingwan examine him, replying helplessly, "Sister Lin, how long have I been away? Half a month, really?"

Lin Tingwan said seriously, "I originally thought you were just going out for training, with the heir apparent protecting you, so it would be simple and safe. But what happened? You were ambushed by the Japanese, surrounded by four national-level experts, and even encountered the aircraft carrier fleet of the Star Kingdom. Who could stand that?"

"I was on tenterhooks the whole time at the base!"

Mentioning the ambush, she turned around and glared angrily at Old Qian, while also giving Commissioner Chen a hundred friendly greetings.

"Ahem, Sister Lin, maintain your ladylike image."

Seeing that Lin Tingwan's insults were getting increasingly vulgar, Xia Xinghan quickly coughed lightly.

Seeing this, Gu Zhi Qiu stepped forward and said, "Actually, it was Master who was protecting me."

"Master?"

Lin Tingwan stopped cursing, looked at Gu Zhiqi in surprise, and then at Xia Xinghan.

Good heavens!

You've turned your protector into your disciple after just one trip out.

"Ahem, business is important, don't just stand there like idiots at the entrance," Old Qian reminded them.

"Yes, it's windy here, it's cold. Let's go back first." Lin Tingwan stood up and took Xia Xinghan's small hand.

The group entered the base and arrived at a spacious supply handover area.

Xia Xinghan took out a small "treasure chest" from his pocket, placed it on the ground, pressed his palm on the surface, and infused it with spiritual power.

The matchbox-sized treasure chest kept expanding until it finally became a flat, car-like box.

The treasure chest was naturally the Yatsuhashi-painted mother-of-pearl inkstone box. After abandoning darkness and embracing light, he changed the name to something simple and easy to remember.

Xia Xinghan opened the box, revealing a dazzling array of relics to everyone.

"The 'Red and White Hibiscus Painting,' the 'Bodhisattva's Womb Sutra,' the Buddha head from the Longmen Grottoes, the Kui God Drum, the sacrificial animal head zun—" Xia Xinghan listed them off as if they were his own treasures, but finally shook his head, "Unfortunately, it is said that as many as 360 million treasures were looted, and I alone cannot recover them all."

Old Qian walked to the box, carefully picked up a bronze artifact, and exclaimed, "Excellent, excellent!"

"Treasures that have been lost overseas for decades have finally returned home."

Researchers began systematically inventorying, registering, and transferring these relics.

Soon, only a pile of ammunition remained in the corner of the box.

Various firearms, various types of bullets, grenades, and even individual rocket launchers.

Old Qian raised an eyebrow: "You're not going to pay these?"

"I'll keep it to play with," Xia Xinghan said matter-of-factly. "I never had a chance to touch it before, but now that I do, I want to try it out."

In my past life, I was scrolling through my phone and saw a short video introducing firearms. It was essentially a science lesson for eunuchs; they could only watch and couldn't use them.

Now that he finally had the opportunity and the means, Xia Xinghan naturally wanted to save some time to play around.

Old Qian's lips twitched slightly, but he ultimately waved his hand and said, "Alright, be careful."

He knew that with Xia Xinghan's current strength, these conventional weapons were no different from toys.

During the handover of his belongings, Mr. Qian led Xia Xinghan to his office.

"Let's get down to business."

Mr. Qian sat down and took out a document from the drawer.

"Your mission this time was extremely successful. First, you uncovered the traitor; second, you brought back the national treasure of Japan; and third, you defeated the main Pacific fleet of the Star Nation. Although this matter cannot be made public, the nation remembers it."

He pushed the document in front of Xia Xinghan.

"First, your authority has been raised to the National Guardian level," um—originally it was the Legendary level, but your disturbance in Ying Kingdom led to a new meeting to discuss rewards and other matters.

Old Qian couldn't help but chuckle when he thought of Ye Shaolong's dark expression.

"This means you can mobilize more national power and are eligible for special resources."

Xia Xinghan opened the file, his eyes brightening slightly: "What special resources?"

Instead of answering directly, Elder Qian asked, "Little Xinghan, given the resurgence of spiritual energy, what do you think is more precious than spirit stones?"

Xia Xinghan answered without hesitation: "A divine treasure."

A look of surprise flashed in Qian Lao's eyes, and he suddenly realized, "It seems that Master Zhang showed you that True Martial Immortal Pine."

More than just looking.

They also gave me a complete pine cone.

"However, you are both right and wrong."

He tapped his fingers on the table: "What's more precious than spirit stones is the source of a heavenly spiritual root that can continuously produce spiritual fruits and celestial treasures."

"Immortal treasures are formed from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. As the spiritual energy becomes more concentrated, the spiritual roots will produce more spiritual fruits, and even higher-level immortal treasures."

Xia Xinghan's heart skipped a beat, his little face beaming with excitement: "Grandpa Qian means—he's going to reward me with a spiritual root?"

Mr. Qian was about to take a sip of the goji berry tea in his thermos when he almost choked.

"That's a good idea, and I even tried to get it for you, but unfortunately, I couldn't."

The old man shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

"Spiritual roots are born of heaven and earth, and cannot be obtained by chance; they cannot be transplanted or replanted."

"Now that spiritual energy has been revived for more than three years, the total number of spiritual roots in the country can be counted on two hands, and they all have owners."

"Your achievements are great, but getting them to cut off their own flesh is extremely difficult."

The spiritual essence of heaven and earth is even rarer than revived historical sites.

More importantly, as the spiritual energy recovery progresses, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth can continuously produce spiritual fruits and immortal treasures. Who would be willing to give them up?

Old Qian picked up his thermos, blew on the steam, took a small sip, and continued, "Originally, your reward was two Azure Spirit Fruits. But your later contributions were too great, and a few fruits are simply not enough. Therefore, the reward has been upgraded."

Mr. Qian took out a photograph from the drawer and handed it to Xia Xinghan.

The photo shows a beautiful mountain peak shrouded in mist.

Waterfalls cascade down the mountainside, birds fly through the forest, and ancient architectural remains can be faintly seen on the sides of the peaks.

"What is this?" Xia Xinghan's eyes lit up.

"One of the Thirty-Six Lesser Grotto-Heavens, Mount Jiuyi."

Old Qian slowly said, "It fully recovered seven days ago and was taken over by the base. The spiritual energy concentration has reached five times the current standard value. The country has decided to transfer this spiritual mountain to your personal ownership."

All rights reserved!

A revitalized paradise!

Xia Xinghan's eyes flickered, but he wasn't too excited.

"Five times the standard value, which means it is five times more concentrated than the spiritual energy in the outside world."

How does Mount Jiuyi compare to Mount Wudang?

"Somewhat inferior to Wudang."

Mr. Qian spoke frankly, saying, "Although Wudang is not listed among the Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens, nor is it among the Ten Great Grotto-Heavens, it still enjoys the reputation of being an unparalleled scenic spot throughout history, and the number one immortal mountain under heaven. It was anciently known as 'Great Mountain' or 'Mysterious Mountain.' It is no less impressive than the Ten Great Grotto-Heavens."

"In fact, the revival of spiritual energy is not based on what is recorded in Taoist scriptures."

"Some mountains and rivers not recorded in Taoist texts have become even more spiritually potent after their restoration. The concept of 'grotto heavens and blessed lands' is ultimately a Taoist classification."

Xia Xinghan nodded, then suddenly thought of something: "Mount Jiuyi—"

"The Records of the Grand Historian states that 'Shun made a southern inspection tour, died in the wilderness of Cangwu, and was buried in Jiuyi in Jiangnan,' so Shun's mausoleum is there, right?"

"The fact that Mount Jiuyi was assigned to me is probably also intended to guard the Mausoleum of Emperor Shun."

Old Qian, leaning on his cane, laughed: "Little Xinghan, I can't hide anything from you. No wonder Old Guo said you have some of his style."

Xia Xinghan shook his head: "I'm not like Old Guo. I'm a very upright and honest person."

"Yes, yes, you're honest."

No wonder Mr. Qian believed it.

"This mausoleum is said to be the oldest in ancient times," making it the foremost mausoleum in China. Furthermore, no ancient corpses have been unearthed there, making it relatively safe. Now that the spiritual energy has revived, relics or legacies may very well appear within the mausoleum. We entrusted you with guarding it because you possess the capability and are trustworthy."

"You should know that the sacred relic, the plow, which Sun Kongkong is in charge of, came from the Mausoleum of Yu the Great."

"The plow and hoe, Yu the Great? I thought it was the primitive plow and hoe invented by Emperor Yan Shennong."

"It is indeed the plow and hoe of Emperor Yan Shennong, but it was once wielded by Yu the Great and was later buried together in the imperial mausoleum," Old Qian replied.

Xia Xinghan remained silent for a moment before politely declining.

joke.

Could an alien like him really expect a sacred relic to be resurrected at the tomb of Emperor Shun, and then choose him as its master?

"Actually, guarding the Mausoleum of Emperor Shun is nothing, but I need too much spiritual material for cultivation, and the spiritual energy of Mount Jiuyi probably cannot meet my needs."

"I want to choose another mountain."

After a moment's thought, Mr. Qian asked, "Which mountain do you want to choose?"

"The nation surely possesses more than just Mount Jiuyi, doesn't it?" Xia Xinghan's eyes sharpened. "Or rather, among the mountains and rivers poised for recovery, are there—better alternatives?"

"Good lad, you have quite the appetite."

Mr. Qian stared at Xia Xinghan for a moment, then took out a confidential report from the drawer.

Xia Xinghan glanced at it and thought to himself, "Why does Old Qian stuff all sorts of things into the drawer?"

At least we should get a safe with a high level of security.

Old Qian had no idea what Xia Xinghan was thinking. He opened the report and replied, "According to the monitoring of the [Armillary Sphere] and [Seismograph], two more famous mountains are about to fully recover."

"One is Zhongnan Mountain, and the other is Tai Mountain."

"Among them, Zhongnan Mountain will be the fastest, and it is expected to see a surge of spiritual energy within two months. Mount Tai will probably have to wait another year and a half."

Xia Xinghan's heart raced: "Zhongnan Mountain—"

"Yes, Zhongnan Mountain is known as the 'Fairyland,' the 'Crown of Grotto Heavens,' and the 'Number One Blessed Land Under Heaven.'"

"One of the birthplaces of Taoism, the ancestral home of the Quanzhen School, Laozi wrote the Tao Te Ching here, Wen Shi Zhenren Guan Yinzi built a thatched house here, and Jiang Ziya lived in seclusion in Panxi Valley."

"Zhang Liang, Kumarajiva, Sun Simiao, Wang Wei, and Wang Chongyang all left important footprints here, not to mention mythological figures such as Zhao Gongming, Zhong Kui, Lü Dongbin, and Liu Haichan. Most importantly—"

—

"Our exploration team has discovered a spiritual root of heaven and earth that is about to mature deep in the Zhongnan Mountains. Based on the energy fluctuations, we speculate that the fruit it bears is very likely to reach the level of a celestial treasure."

A rare and precious spiritual fruit!

Xia Xinghan's breath hitched.

Zhongnan Mountain is incredibly important.

No wonder it can be ranked alongside Mount Tai.

Old Qian looked at him and said, "Mount Jiuyi is ready-made. You can take it over now without any fighting."

"We still have to wait for Zhongnan Mountain. The competition will be fierce. The Quanzhen Sect, the base, the major families, and even foreign forces may be eyeing the spiritual root of heaven and earth."

"Choosing Zhongnan Mountain means you will be involved in a bloody struggle."

Xia Xinghan smiled.

Is he afraid of conflict?

Chinese people respect heaven, earth, and spirits, but they fear not heaven but earth and spirits.

"I choose Zhongnan Mountain."

Old Qian gave him a deep look, and finally nodded: "Alright. The reward for Jiuyi Mountain will be retained, and Zhongnan Mountain—it would be best if we could win it, but if we can't, Jiuyi Mountain will be our backup plan."

(The plow and the Shennong clan)

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