The Prodigal Son

Qin Yu and Ning Huang arrived in the afternoon.

Upon meeting Qin Yu, Fang Junji repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

"Alright, don't be so polite."

Qin Yu smiled casually and asked, "Have you made all the arrangements here?"

"It's already been arranged."

Fang Junji nodded and smiled.

Qin Yu felt relieved. "Then I'll leave this to you. I have other things to do and I'm too lazy to deal with this."

He didn't want to worry about this at all, nor was there any need for him to.

If Fang Junji can't even handle something like this, then he probably won't even be qualified to feed horses in the army.

"Rest assured, Lord Qin, if Yu Jing causes even the slightest trouble, I will have my head sent to the capital to plead guilty!"

Fang Junji solemnly assured him, then tentatively asked, "What else does Marquis Qin need to do? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Qin Yu completely ignored Yu Jing's rebellion, which must mean he had something more important to do.

It would be even better if I could get some credit along the way!

Who would complain about having too much credit?

His current achievements are still a long way from being so great that they threaten the emperor!

"I actually do need your help with something!"

Qin Yu laughed and said, "I want to ask you for three hundred elite soldiers, preferably those who are good swimmers! I also need to prepare some boats and supplies in advance. I'll give you a list later."

"no problem!"

Fang Junji readily agreed, then asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"We have some business to attend to and need to go to Zhanlong Gorge..."

Qin Yu only briefly mentioned it to Fang Junji, without going into details.

Seeing this, Fang Junji didn't ask any more questions and warmly invited Qin Yu and Ning Huang into the house.

That evening, Qin Yu and the others rested at Fang Junji's place.

Early the next morning, they set off with three hundred elite soldiers selected by Fang Junji and some supplies. Fang Junji had already sent someone to inform the people stationed on the Qujiang side to prepare boats for Qin Yu and his men in advance.

Three days later, Qin Yu and his group finally arrived at the ancestral home of the Feng Clan once again.

Although it is now deep winter, it is still warm as spring here.

Upon first seeing such a paradise, the three hundred soldiers stared wide-eyed and began to discuss among themselves.

"Alright! Stop talking and listen to me!"

Qin Yu raised his hand to stop the crowd. "Don't be fooled by the fact that this place is far more dangerous than you imagine. There are plenty of giant pythons here, each one or two zhang long! From now on, form teams of twenty and search one by one. Everyone be on high alert, and warn others immediately if you encounter any danger. Don't be reckless! If you find any writing or patterns, report it immediately! Each member of the team that finds one will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

"yes!"

The group loudly accepted the order and quickly began to divide into teams, but secretly they were all wondering what was going on.

Giant python?

There are giant pythons in this place?

Is it true or not?

Could it be that the story of King Yu slaying the evil dragon is true?

do not care!

Money is the most important thing!

You'll get a reward of ten taels of silver for finding one!

If they found dozens of such places, they'd be rolling in money!

After everyone began their search, Qin Yu and his group also took some ropes and other equipment and headed towards the location of the Divine Pool.

This time, they were all very familiar with the process.

Before long, they saw the so-called divine pool.

After checking and confirming that there were no more giant pythons like the one from last time hiding in the sacred pool, they quickly took off the rope and tied a large stone to one end.

"Throw it down!"

"thump……"

Following Qin Yu's instructions, Qi Dachui threw the stone into the divine pool.

The stone dragged the rope and sank rapidly.

The Divine Pool is very deep.

The rope was continuously dragged into the sacred pool.

The stone finally reached the bottom after the rope, which had been pulled down more than twenty feet.

"So deep?"

Nan Que'er looked at the divine pool in front of her in surprise.

She initially thought that the divine pool was at most ten feet deep!

Ning Huang stared at the divine pool before him and slowly said, "The depth is secondary; the key issue is that it's scalding hot down there!"

With his strength, he could dive to the bottom even at a depth of over twenty zhang (approximately 63 meters) while holding his breath.

But he tried it last time.

The deeper he went into the Divine Pool, the hotter it got. Last time, he estimated that he had only dived about ten zhang before he couldn't stand the heat.

"This is probably a volcanic crater."

Qin Yu stroked his chin, pondering to himself, "However, there's definitely something strange about what's beneath this divine pool!"

This place was likely formed after a volcanic eruption.

Having a volcano is somewhat plausible.

However, the Wind Clan's ancestors regarded it as a divine pool, which is certainly not as simple as an ordinary volcano.

While Qin Yu was pondering, Qi Dachui tried to pull the rope up, but he couldn't budge it.

"what?"

Qi Dachui suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong?"

The three looked at Qi Dachui in surprise.

"There's something down there! It's got the rock stuck!"

As he spoke, Qi Dachui exerted force again.

But it still wouldn't budge.

Qi Dachui, refusing to believe it, suddenly stood up, shoulders down, and roared, "Rise!"

As Qi Dachui unleashed his brute force, the Divine Pool immediately began to bubble, as if he were about to pull something up.

It moved!

Just as Qi Dachui was feeling happy, he suddenly felt a release below.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Dachui, having exerted too much force, fell flat on his backside.

"Big hammer!"

Qin Yu quickly stepped forward and helped Qi Dachui up.

"I'm fine."

Qi Dachui grinned, then said with annoyance, "The stone wasn't tied tightly enough, it seems to have fallen off..."

As he spoke, Qi Dachui pulled the rope again.

This time, it was incredibly easy.

Soon, Qi Dachui pulled up the rope.

As expected, the stone that was originally tied to the rope had disappeared.

"It's alright! I was prepared!"

Qin Yu quickly rummaged through the baskets they had brought on their backs and found a long iron hook.

At first glance, it looks like a hook for hanging meat.

Soon, Qin Yu tied the hook to the rope and threw it into the divine pool.

Once the hook reached the bottom, Qin Yu personally pulled the rope and dragged it along the bottom of the Divine Pool.

Qin Yu only started pulling upwards with force when he felt the hook catch something.

Seeing this, Qi Dachui quickly came to help.

With their combined efforts, the divine pool began to bubble again.

"Slow down, don't use too much force!"

Qin Yu reminded Qi Dachui while pulling the rope up with him.

After countless years of silence, there must be silt and sand at the bottom of the sacred pool.

Once they pulled the object caught on the hook out of the mud and sand, they immediately felt relieved.

With the two of them pulling and tugging, the thing at the bottom of the water finally began to surface.

The moment Qin Yu saw that thing, his pupils shrank sharply, and he froze on the spot. He lost all strength in his hands and had to rely on Qi Dachui to drag him from behind.

Once the object was pulled to the shore, Ning Huang and Nan Que'er quickly helped grab it.

"Quick, pull him up!"

Ning Huang spoke excitedly while exerting force.

Finally, they pulled the object from the bottom of the water to the shore.

"What is this thing?"

"A broken car wheel?"

"It doesn't seem like it either!"

"This thing is quite exquisite..."

Ning Huang and the others crowded around to examine the object closely, discussing it with bewildered expressions, completely unaware of Qin Yu, who had already fallen into a daze...