Starting as the heir of a marquis's mansion, I gained access to a summoning system.

Chapter 174 The Great Tomb of the East Sea

On this day, a piece of news spread throughout the entire Eastern Continent.

Deep within the East China Sea, a massive tomb of an ancient powerhouse has been discovered. Detection indicates the tomb is heavily fortified with numerous restrictions, suggesting it was likely left by a being of celestial-level prowess.

More importantly, the tomb's restrictions only allow young prodigies under the age of thirty to enter.

The King of the East Sea, in alliance with various powerful forces, extended an invitation to the entire Eastern Continent:

One month later, the East Sea Tomb will open. All prodigies under the age of thirty are welcome to enter and compete for opportunities.

The news caused an uproar throughout the entire Eastern Continent.

Teahouses and taverns, religious sects and aristocratic families, and streets and alleys—everywhere is the same topic of conversation:

Are you going to the East China Sea?

"Nonsense! Who wouldn't want the legacy of a Celestial Giant?"

"I heard the barrier only allows those under thirty to enter; those old monsters can't get in. This time, it's our turn, the young people's turn!"

"The prodigies from all the major powers will be there: Sword Master of the Four Extremes Sword Sect, Chu Yunxiao of the Chu family, Li Tianxing of the Heavenly Demon Sect... Just thinking about it is exciting!"

"Exciting? That's deadly."

"Even the dead can't stop it. This opportunity may only come once in a lifetime."

Meanwhile, in various corners of the Eastern Continent, the prodigies standing at the pinnacle of the younger generation also received the news one after another.

Nanzhou, a dilapidated inn in a nameless little town.

Ye Xingchen sat by the window, with a bowl of cold tea in front of her.

"The Celestial Giant..." Ye Xingchen repeated softly.

The northern border, the Zhenbei Marquis's residence.

On the training ground, the wind howled through the air.

"Young Miss!"

A bodyguard rushed over, knelt on one knee, and presented a secret report with both hands. "The Marquis requests your review."

Wu Zetian sheathed her sword, took the secret report, and unfolded it.

Her gaze swept over the words on the paper, her brow furrowing slightly before relaxing. A sharp glint flashed in her sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

"The Great Tomb of the East Sea..." she murmured, a slow smile playing on her lips.

The Imperial City.

The Ninth Prince, Qin Lin'an, sat in his study, holding an ancient book in his hands, looking relaxed.

"A Celestial Giant?" he said softly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Interesting."

"Your Highness, should we report to His Majesty?"

"No need." Qin Lin'an waved his hand. "Father will know. However..." He paused, stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and said, "I have to go this time."

The eunuch was taken aback: "Your Highness intends to go personally? The East Sea is within the sphere of influence of the Underworld. I've heard that that mysterious organization has been expanding rapidly recently; things might not be peaceful there..."

Qin Lin'an turned around, looked at the eunuch, and smiled slightly.

The smile was gentle and polite, yet it sent a chill down the spine of the eunuch.

"Not peaceful?" Qin Lin'an said. "That's precisely why I must go. In this golden age, countless geniuses emerge. If I hide in the capital to study, what will I be competing for?"

"The Great Tomb of the East Sea..." he said in a low voice, "Perfect, I also want to see what kind of people are the prodigies of the East Continent."

Cangwu Mountain, Yunxiao Pavilion.

Chu Yunxiao sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with the sea of clouds surging and the pines rustling in front of him.

One of the Chu family's stewards held a secret report in his hands, his expression respectful yet anxious.

"Young Master."

Chu Yunxiao didn't open his eyes, but simply uttered a single word: "Speak."

"News has come from the East Sea: a massive tomb belonging to a Celestial Being has been discovered, accessible only to those under thirty. It will open in a month, and the King of the East Sea has already extended an invitation; all the geniuses of the entire Eastern Continent will be going."

"A Celestial Giant," he repeated, "that's quite a good opportunity."

"Young Master, are you going?"

"Go," he said, his voice soft, yet as powerful as metal striking the ground. "Why not go?"

The steward asked cautiously, "Would the young master like to bring some men...?"

"No need," Chu Yunxiao interrupted him. "I'm fine on my own."

He turned around and looked at the deacon, his cold and arrogant eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Tell the head of the family that I have gone to the East Sea. I will return in half a month to two months."

The deacon bowed and said, "Yes."

Nanzhou, the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Sect was illuminated by flickering, eerie green candlelight.

Li Tianxing leaned back in the main seat, holding a secret report in his hand, his purple eyes flashing with an eerie light in the candlelight.

"The Great Tomb of the East Sea... a Celestial Giant..." Li Tianxing murmured, the smile on his lips growing wider and wider.

Below the main hall, a black-clad protector knelt, not daring to raise his head.

"Your Highness, the Master instructed me to inquire whether you wish to send guards to accompany you?"

"Guards?" Li Tianxing scoffed. "Do I need guards?"

The black-clad protector trembled: "This subordinate wouldn't dare... The sect leader is only worried about the Holy Son's safety..."

Li Tianxing stood up and slowly walked down the steps.

His pace was neither hurried nor slow, his black robe trailing on the ground with a rustling sound. With each step he took, the air in the hall grew heavier.

He stopped in front of the black-clad protector and looked down at him.

"Tell the cult leader," he said, his voice strangely magnetic yet as cold as ice, "that I'm going to the Great Tomb of the East Sea. But don't let anyone follow me."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his purple eyes.

"Those people..." He smirked, a cruel smile spreading across his face, "are all my prey."

The black-clad protector, sweat beading on his forehead, said, "Yes... Your subordinate obeys..."

"The legacy of the Celestial Giants... the prodigies of the righteous path... and those self-righteous geniuses... Heh, it's truly something to look forward to."

Wanfo Temple, Bodhi Courtyard.

In the abbot's hall, Master Liaokong sat cross-legged on a futon, with a secret report from the East Sea spread out in front of him.

He entered the hall with his hands clasped together and bowed slightly: "Master."

"Sit down," Master Liaokong said, pointing to the futon in front of him.

Obeying his instructions, he sat down and looked calmly at his master.

Master Liaokong pushed the secret report in front of him: "Take a look."

He picked up the secret report and read it from beginning to end without any change in expression.

"The Great Tomb of the East Sea, a Celestial Giant." He put down the secret report, clasped his hands together, and said, "Master means..."

"Do you want to go?" Master Liaokong asked, his voice aged and peaceful.

Wangwo slightly raised his head: "Master means..."

"Let's go to the East China Sea," Master Liaokong said. "Let's see the world's greatest talents and witness the myriad aspects of human life. Buddhist practice is not about hiding in the mountains chanting scriptures, but about tempering one's character in the mortal world."

I put my hands together in a deep bow, forgetting all else.

"Disciple understands."

Mount Taixu, the Zhenwu Dao Sect.

The sect leader, Master Qingxuan, and Master Guiyuan stood side by side, gazing into the distance.

"Have you heard the news from the East Sea?" Master Qingxuan asked.

"I've heard about it." Guiyuan nodded slightly. "The tomb of a Celestial Giant is only open to those under thirty. The King of the East Sea has already extended an invitation, and all the geniuses of the Eastern Continent will be going."

Are you going or not?

"Master, do you think I should go?"

Master Qingxuan smiled, a smile that held a deeper meaning.

Guiyuan turned around and looked at his master.

"This disciple wishes to go," Guiyuan said, his voice clear as a spring, "not for the sake of opportunity, but for..."

He paused, seemingly considering his words.

"See the world, see all living beings, see yourself."

A hint of approval flashed in Master Qingxuan's eyes.

East Continent, in all directions.

Countless prodigies set off simultaneously, converging towards the East Sea.

Some rode horses, some flew swords, some walked, and some traveled by boat. But everyone had only one goal—

The Great Tomb of the East China Sea.