Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Ying Chengting had also heard about what happened back then, and upon hearing it, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Father, why are we going to Jade Plate Mountain now?"

Ying Nanyao said, "On Jade Plate Mountain, there are things left to us by your grandfather."

Ying Chengting didn't understand.

Ying Nanyao said with a calm and confident air: "Chengting, you don't really think our family has no heritage, do you?"

You were still young before, and with Shangguan Tang's dowry, our family has never lacked money, so your father never thought of using anything here.

But things are different now. Our family is facing difficulties, so your father had no choice but to bring you here to see for yourself the legacy your grandfather left us.

Ying Chengting's heart pounded; he realized something.

The carriage wound its way up the narrow path of Yupan Mountain, which was covered by weeds.

Ying Nanyao called for a halt only when they reached the halfway point up the mountain.

Ying Nanyao took a whistle out of his pocket and put it to his lips to blow it.

A whistle, like the sharp sound of wind howling, rang out, and soon a tall, burly black figure appeared before them.

It seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Ying Chengting was truly startled.

The dark figure approached and stood motionless.

Ying Chengting then cautiously looked up.

The dark figure was clad in black armor and had a black net covering its face, resembling a humanoid weapon.

"Father, who is this?"

"Have you heard of the puppet soldiers of the previous dynasty? This is one," Ying Nanyao said.

Ying Chengting stared in astonishment; he had certainly heard of the puppet soldiers of the previous dynasty.

I've heard that these puppet soldiers are incredibly powerful, impervious to swords and spears, and were created by a highly skilled Gu master using living people.

During the refining process, the living person must endure endless pain and remain conscious until the refining is completely successful.

That's why only one in a hundred people can successfully refine it.

These puppet soldiers are actually humanoid Gu (a type of poisonous insect).

Ying Chengting heard his own voice trembling: "Father, after our dynasty was established, the late emperor forbade anyone to make puppet soldiers. If it were discovered, it would be a crime punishable by confiscation of property and extermination of the clan. Even a decree of imperial authority could not save us."

Ying Nanyao said, "Chengting, don't think nonsense. This wasn't made by our Ying family."

This was left over from the previous dynasty.

Ying Chengting said, "Father, you've forgotten that the late emperor also ordered all the puppet soldiers of the previous dynasty to be buried and forbidden to be used. If this is discovered, the same will happen..."

"Cheng Ting, those who accomplish great things don't concern themselves with trifles. Do you really think anyone would be willing to bury such a precious thing as a puppet soldier?"

Ying Chengting was stunned.

Without giving him a chance to say more, Ying Nanyao directly ordered, "Carry me on your back."

Upon hearing this, the humanoid puppet stepped forward and carried Nan Yao on its back.

"Let's go to the cemetery."

As instructed by Ying Nanyao.

Ying Chengting followed the figure ahead, sweating profusely, his heart pounding in his chest.

He never imagined that his family was hiding such a big secret.

This secret is enough to kill them a hundred or eighty times over.

But he didn't expect that something even more shocking was about to happen.

The puppet soldier carried Ying Nanyao on his back and continued to advance through the mountains. Ying Chengting followed with difficulty. Just when he was about to give up, the figure in front of him finally stopped.

Ying Chengting looked around and saw that everywhere was overgrown with weeds and towering trees.

There used to be Taoist temples and Buddhist temples here, but unfortunately, nothing is left now.

Just then, the puppet soldier walked to the giant tree next to him, moved the boulder, and with a muffled sound, an underground entrance large enough for two people to walk side by side was revealed.

"Father, what is this?"

"Let's go inside."

Ying Nanyao said.

Ying Chengting didn't say anything and followed them into the underground entrance. As soon as they entered, the entrance above closed with a dull thud.

The road was pitch black, and we made our way forward in the dark. After a while, a little light appeared ahead.

After turning a corner, Ying Nanyao reached out and pressed a button. The stone wall in front of him slid open to reveal a long passageway inside, a coffin at the end of the passageway, and countless gold and silver treasures and various rare and precious items.

Ying Chengting was stunned.

He stood there dumbfounded, his face flushed as he stared at the scene before him, his lips trembling as he couldn't utter a word.

Ying Nanyao glanced at him and said, "You'll get used to it. I was just as shocked when I first came here."

"Father, whose grave is this? Why are there so many treasures here?"

Ying Chengting finally regained her voice.

Ying Nanyao said, "There are very few people who can be buried with so many people after their death."

This is the tomb of Huang An, a powerful eunuch of the previous dynasty.

"Is this the high-ranking official Huang An who ruled the previous dynasty for 35 years? If this is his tomb, then this place is not an exaggeration."

Ying Chengting tried to calm his excitement.

"Legend has it that Huang An not only amassed a fortune but also had a fondness for puppet soldiers, which explains the presence of puppet soldiers here."

Ying Nanyao said, "Back then, your grandfather followed the late emperor in his campaigns in the south and north. When the previous dynasty collapsed, everyone wanted to find Huang An's tomb, but unfortunately, they couldn't find it no matter how hard they tried."

It wasn't until after the founding of the Northern Xuan Kingdom that your grandfather accidentally discovered this tomb while lost on Jade Plate Mountain.

"Father, our family has never worried about money, but we can't legally use so much money."

Unable to find a clear path is as good as having none at all; Ying Chengting suddenly understood Ying Nanyao's distress.

Ying Nanyao said in a deep voice, "If Shangguan Tang hadn't been so ungrateful, why would we have bothered touching the things here?"

He sighed, "Fortunately, all these years I have been quietly having puppet soldiers transport some of the gold and silver to the foot of the mountain, where I then deposited it in a bank and exchanged it for silver notes."

Over the years, I've accumulated quite a few silver notes through the exchange process, which can be considered legitimate.

Real gold and silver are too conspicuous and shouldn't be used directly outside. We're here to take the silver notes I've exchanged over the years to tide us over."

As Ying Nanyao spoke, he directed the puppet soldier carrying him to a box in the corner.

"Chengting, open the box and take out all the silver notes inside."

Ying Chengting nodded, excitedly opening the box, inside which was a small box.

He took out the small box, opened it, and found it full of silver and gold notes.

"There are about five million taels of silver notes and five hundred thousand taels of gold notes here, all of which I have exchanged over the years."

Now is the time to use them.

Ying Chengting's eyes lit up: "Father, I originally thought that after Shangguan Tang left, our lives would continue to be difficult, but I never expected that we would have such a treasure trove."

"We are rich, that's true, but most of these treasures can't be obtained through legitimate means."

Even if you have money, you can't spend it.

These silver and gold notes are what we currently have that we can use without arousing suspicion.

Ying Chengting said, "Father, I understand. We can't spend money recklessly; we have to pretend we don't have any."

"That's right."

Ying Nanyao sighed helplessly, "But when no one is around, we can still use this money."

The father and son talked as they returned the way they came.

Ying Chengting glanced around. He hadn't noticed it when he came in, but now he saw that nearly a hundred puppet soldiers stood silently on both sides of the passageway, each one like an iron tower, awe-inspiring.

Ying Chengting gasped, clutching the small box containing the silver notes, and followed the puppet soldier in front of him with lightning speed.

The father and son got back into the carriage and headed back to the mansion.

However, Ying Chengting's mind was still filled with the dazzling yellow and white objects and other rare treasures in the cemetery.

She was so captivating that he could never forget her.