Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

Suddenly, his divine sense stirred slightly, and a trace of extremely faint spiritual energy appeared within his perception!

"boom!"

In an instant, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in my sea of ​​consciousness!

"Bang!"

His consciousness receded abruptly into his sea of ​​consciousness like a tidal wave, and Zhao Xian was so shocked that he took a step back, his back slamming heavily against the well wall.

"Spiritual energy! There's spiritual energy in the well!"

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his back, Zhao Xian couldn't help but mutter to himself.

His father's voice called again from outside the well. Zhao Xian immediately snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Dad, I'll dig a little longer!"

After saying that, Zhao Xian closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, held his breath and concentrated, and released his divine sense again to carefully explore the well wall inch by inch.

A moment later, a sharp pain and fatigue came from his sea of ​​consciousness, and Zhao Xian hurriedly withdrew his consciousness into his body to nourish it.

After some investigation, Zhao Xian confirmed that the spiritual energy was seeping from the soil at the bottom of the well.

"Deep underground, there must be a spiritual vein hidden!"

Upon having this thought, Zhao Xian couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

After a few breaths, Zhao Xian forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Spiritual veins are incredibly rare!

The reason why those powerful families in Rongtai County have been able to stand for hundreds of years is that each of them occupies a spiritual vein.

As for those large clans in the countryside, they are merely clans with many members; they cannot be considered true cultivation families at all.

If there really is a spiritual vein here, one can imagine that the major clans and powerful families in Rongtai County would fight tooth and nail to seize it!

At that time, even the small Shanghu Pavilion will likely be destroyed!

This spiritual vein must absolutely not be revealed.

Thinking of this, an absurd idea suddenly popped into Zhao Xian's mind—why not fill in this well?

"How hateful that my cultivation level is so low!"

With a sigh, Zhao Xian felt caught in a dilemma, unable to make up his mind.

Looking up at the sky outside the well, Zhao Xian suddenly had a strong feeling—he was like a frog at the bottom of a well, trapped in a small space, unaware of the vastness of the world.

When will I be able to break free from these shackles and soar into the sky!

Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Zhao Xian suddenly remembered his grandfather, who had participated in the great battle between cultivators and was knowledgeable and experienced. Perhaps he could come up with a solution.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xian quickly reached out and pulled the hemp rope, then stepped into the bamboo basket and squatted down inside.

Before long, the well creaked and turned, and the bamboo basket slowly rose.

"Sanlang's physique is truly remarkable; it's almost the same as when we were staying at the well."

As soon as the bamboo basket emerged from the well, Uncle Zhao Li praised it.

"Sanlang, the hot soup is ready, come and warm yourself by the fire."

Uncle Zhao Ren also greeted him with a smile.

Zhao Yi, the father, looked at Zhao Xian with concern and heartache in his eyes.

"Father, if you do not allow me to go down the well today, our family will be in danger."

Zhao Xian whispered something in his father's ear, then walked quickly toward the fire.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi was completely bewildered and could only quickly follow.

Taking the wooden bowl, Zhao Xian sat down around the fire, took a sip of hot soup, and his uncle, seeing that his complexion was normal, got up to prepare to go down into the well to continue digging.

"Uncle, wait!"

Zhao Xian spoke up to stop them, then looked at Zhao Hong and the others who were playing around nearby, and called out, "Hong, Duan, go help your little sister dig some wild vegetables!"

Upon hearing this, the group immediately stopped their playful banter, responded, and headed towards the younger sister, Zhao Yu, who was some distance away.

After dismissing the boys, only three elders remained by the fire.

The father, Zhao Yili, immediately chuckled and joked, "What, did you find a spirit stone in the well?"

Uncle Zhao Ren and Uncle Zhao Li grinned upon hearing this, watching Zhao Xian with great interest.

"We didn't find any spirit stones, but we did discover a spirit vein!"

Zhao Xian looked around at the three elders and said in a low voice.

"Pfft!"

Uncle Zhao Ligang took a sip of hot soup, but spat it all out.

"San, Sanlang, say it again, I didn't hear you!"

"What spiritual vein?!"

"Snapped!"

But then, Zhao Yi, the father, slapped his uncle hard on the back and hissed, "Shut up!"

Immediately, he looked at Zhao Xian with a solemn expression and said in a low voice, "Brother, we are all warriors. We have been in the well for half a month and have not found anything unusual."

"Are you perhaps sensing something incorrectly?"

The three of them stared at Zhao Xian, their expressions extremely solemn.

"I extended my divine sense and carefully examined the bottom of the well for a full quarter of an hour, and the spiritual energy did indeed seep out from the bottom of the well!"

Zhao Xian put down the wooden bowl and replied solemnly.

He then looked at his uncle and said with a smile, "Uncle, please fetch Sanlang another bowl of well water!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Li immediately stood up and carried the wooden bucket over.

Zhao Xian didn't say much. He filled another ladle with water, closed his eyes slightly, endured the discomfort in his sea of ​​consciousness, and released a wisp of divine sense to carefully examine it.

A few breaths later, Zhao Xian tossed the ladle into the bucket, looked at the three of them, and grinned, "There is indeed a faint trace of spiritual energy in the well water!"

Upon hearing this, all three breathed a sigh of relief, their faces revealing undisguised joy.

But when they saw Zhao Xian's solemn expression, the joy on the faces of the three of them gradually faded.

"Unfortunately, my family is not a prominent clan in the village, so this spiritual vein is more of a curse than a blessing for us."

After a long silence, Uncle Zhao Ren sighed softly.

"Tonight, I will go and slaughter that geomancer Sun Gan who is searching for the well site!"

Zhao Li suddenly revealed a ruthless look and said in a muffled voice.

"Go home first, tell your father about this, and then we'll make a decision."

Zhao Yi glanced at Zhao Xian and spoke in a solemn voice.

Only then did he understand what Zhao Xian meant when he whispered in his ear.

"It would be better for one person to stay here."

Zhao Li hesitated before speaking.

"It's alright, just do it as usual, and don't show any sign of anything unusual!"

Zhao Xian said with a smile, his robes now dried by the campfire.

After calling Zhao Hong and the others back, the group packed up their tools, extinguished the campfire, and staggered back to Yangpingli.

......

Zhao Hong and the others were told to go home, while Zhao Xian and his father went straight to his grandfather's house.

Stepping into the courtyard, I saw my eldest brother Zhao Zheng and my second brother Zhao Ji sitting under the wall, basking in the sun.

Upon seeing the four people arrive together, the two were quite surprised, and then stood up with a smile to greet them.

However, the three elders gave a few perfunctory words and went straight into the house.

"What's going on?" Zhao Zheng asked Zhao Xian, puzzled.

"It's nothing, elder brother. Where is our grandfather?" Zhao Xian asked with a smile.

"It's in the backyard."

As they were talking, a tall old man walked over from the backyard.

"Ah Xian, what brings you to your grandfather's place today?"

When Grandfather Zhao Mu saw Zhao Xian, he immediately smiled and asked.

"It's alright, your uncle, father, and other relatives are all waiting for you inside."

Zhao Xian helped Zhao Zheng up and walked into the house, saying as they went.

Seeing this, the grandfather knew something must have happened, so he immediately put down the wooden shovel in his hand and beckoned Zhao Ji into the house.

A moment later, the family sat around the brazier, the atmosphere quite somber.

"What brings you all here so solemnly?" The grandfather looked around at Zhao Ren and the others, then asked with a smile.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji also looked somewhat solemn.

"Let Ah Xian say it."

The uncle gave a wry smile and said nothing more.

"Grandfather, eldest brother, second brother, I discovered spiritual energy seeping from the bottom of our newly dug well. There must be a spiritual vein hidden underground!"

Zhao Xian looked around at the three of them and said in a deep voice, word by word.

"What?!"

"Such a thing is true!"

Both Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji gasped in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

"You two, shut up!"

Zhao Ren glared and shouted angrily.

"Father, we are at a loss. We beg you to decide how to handle this matter!"

Zhao Yi looked at Zhao Musu and said.

"Sanlang, are you aware that spiritual veins are also divided into different sizes and grades?"

After a moment's thought, the grandfather looked at Zhao Xian and asked.

"Grandfather, I have some understanding of it from the book 'Introduction to Cultivation,' which divides it into four stages and ten grades: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow."

Zhao Xian immediately responded.

"Yellow-rank spiritual veins are the most common, ranging in size from over ten miles to only a few dozen feet," Zhao Mu nodded slightly, then said in a deep voice, "But regardless of the rank of the spiritual vein, once it is leaked, it will inevitably lead to a bloodbath!"

"At that time, not only will my Zhao family be destroyed, but the entire Shanghuting will likely be wiped out!"