Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

"Golden Tower and Sand Ruins? What's that?"

Li went to ask further questions.

"A fleeting yet deadly legend."

"It has been said since some time ago that in the depths of the boundless desert called Huanglongdui, at the border of Yanmo, if a lucky person is able to find the ruins of a golden building under the scorching sun!"

Legend has it that this is the place where a treasure left by the royal family of an ancient kingdom called Uqi was buried more than a hundred years ago after it was destroyed by an enemy kingdom.

It was the last reliance that King Uqi left for his descendants to raise an army and restore their kingdom.

Whoever finds it will possess wealth they could never spend in ten lifetimes, truly becoming richer than a nation!

Mu Tianying sighed.

"Because of this legend, countless people have flocked to the Huanglongdui Desert, which is ravaged by sandstorms year-round, hoping to strike it rich overnight."

Unfortunately... those people never returned...

Treasure?

A thought struck Li Fu, and memories surfaced.

Uncle Wu seemed to have vaguely mentioned when he was young that he should have been born into a wealthy family and would have been entitled to inherit a considerable estate.

Unfortunately, during his grandfather's generation, the family business was seized by his grandfather's cousins.

"Wealthy families always have some open and covert struggles, especially when it comes to fighting over inheritance. There are winners and losers."

Although Li Fu felt it was a pity, he wasn't too insistent on it.

After all, those were things from his grandfather's or even his great-grandfather's generation.

He felt he was incredibly lucky to have been given another life.

It's like someone who has been down on their luck for generations, yet still keeps saying that their ancestors were once wealthy, and that if it weren't for this and that, they would be a rich young master now, walking their birds and playing with their dogs, spending money like water. What's the point?

It's important to live well in the present moment.

"But Uncle Wu seems to be very persistent about this matter and hasn't given up."

Could it be that he entered the desert in search of the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins because of this?

Li Fu frowned.

Mu Tianying then sighed, "Alas, Brother Li, it's not just ordinary people who dream of getting rich."

Countless江湖人士 (jianghu figures), outlaws, and even renowned martial arts masters have ventured deep into the desert for this purpose, only to lose their lives in the end.

This is normal. Martial arts masters are also human. When they travel the world, they need to eat and travel, and they also need to spend money on social interactions.

Li Fu said, "Gold and silver treasures are tempting. If there really were such a huge fortune, who wouldn't be tempted? And who in the world would complain about having too much gold?"

"It's not just the wealth that moves people's hearts."

Mu Tianying shook her head, emphasizing her words.

"Legend has it that King Naqi, in order to give his descendants the strength to rise up in revenge, also sealed the martial arts manual of the peerless master Shule Zen Master from the Western Regions a hundred years ago in the treasure."

It is said that Zen Master Nashule's martial arts skills have reached the realm of a celestial being or an Arhat, possessing the divine power of an Arhat or Vajra.

He chanted scriptures and meditated, and although he rarely fought with others, the few times he did display his martial arts skills, they were astonishing and he was regarded by many as the number one master in the Western Regions a hundred years ago!

His divine skills are infinitely profound. If someone obtains them, they will be able to dominate the martial arts world and be invincible!

That's why countless martial arts practitioners flocked there like moths to a flame!

Li Fu finally understood.

"I see.

The ruins of the Golden Pavilion in the desert, containing immeasurable wealth of gold and silver treasures, along with unparalleled martial arts manuals, naturally attracted countless people willing to risk their lives to obtain it.

His worries about Uncle Wu deepened, and he stood up to take his leave.

"Thank you very much, Elder Mu, for informing me of the details."

Seeing his actions, Mu Tianying hurriedly asked, "Brother Li, are you going to enter the Huanglongdui Desert immediately to search for your elders?"

"good."

Li Fudao.

"Uncle Wu has shown me great kindness in raising me."

His kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and I cannot fail to repay it. Now that I have received news of him, I will brave any danger, even if it means going through fire and water.

If...if he is truly lost in the desert, I will definitely find his remains and give him a proper burial.

If a person lives in this world and does not know gratitude, how is he different from a beast?

"Brother Li is grateful, loyal, and righteous; he is truly admirable!"

Mu Tianying sighed, then became worried.

"But in the Huanglongdui Desert, countless lives have already been lost because of the legend of the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins."

Among them are many renowned masters.

The place is littered with bones and has become an ominous site!

Legend has it that desert caravans in the past regarded this legend as a taboo and as something ominous.

Merchants traveling along this route never stopped, never daring to even think about it, and never daring to glance at the depths of the desert, as if even a single look would bring disaster upon them!

Some say it is guarded by the spirits of the fallen heroes of the Uqi Kingdom, and anyone who covets it will die in the desert.

There are also rumors that there is no treasure at all, but rather that a group of extremely fierce bandits are entrenched deep within the area, deliberately spreading these rumors to lure greedy people into their traps, then killing and robbing them…

He grabbed Li Fu's sleeve.

"Brother Li, you have saved the lives of my entire Mu family!"

If you are willing to wait a few months until I recover from my injuries, we can hire experienced镖局 (security escort agency) agents at a high price, prepare supplies, and then enter the desert together.

Traveling together offers mutual support and a greater chance of success.

As Li Fu listened to Mu Tianying's descriptions of various strange tales, he realized that so many people had died at the Jinlou Shaxu, which had become an ominous presence that people feared, as if it contained great terror. He couldn't help but frown.

Just then, the familiar Book of Chivalry silently unfolded before his eyes.

Since ancient times, wealth has been alluring, and martial arts manuals even more so. Countless lives have been lost because of these ethereal and unverifiable legends of golden palaces and sand dunes!

Is it a bandit ambush, or is there a truly mysterious treasure guarded by it?

[Please, sir, investigate the cause, eradicate the source of this calamity, and awaken the world so that no more lives will be needlessly lost because of this!]

[Success is achieved! Reward: The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth - Grand Success!]

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

A glint of light flashed in Li Fu's eyes.

This is a unique skill that allows you to use someone else's strength against them, to use their own methods against them, and to unleash your potential, as well as to see through and imitate the energy application techniques of other martial arts!

His martial arts philosophy is profound and extensive, and his power is mysterious. It is by no means inferior to the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms that he just acquired, and may even be superior!

The Nine Yang Divine Skill combined with the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth has miraculous effects, and all martial arts techniques in the world can be used!

Li Fu made up his mind and waved to Mu Tianying, saying, "I appreciate Elder Mu's kindness. However, I should not involve others in my personal matters."

Besides, now that I've received news from my elders, I'm extremely anxious and can't wait any longer.

A few months is still too long. He couldn't find Uncle Wu before because he didn't have the ability, but now that he does, he doesn't want to wait a moment longer.

Li Fu clasped his hands in farewell and was about to leave when, before departing, he remembered something and frowned, asking another question.

"Hero Mu, you just said that countless people died for the Jinlou Shaxu... Is it really true that no one ever came out alive from the depths of the Huanglongdui Desert?"

"That's not entirely true."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Mu Tianying sighed.

"Just a year ago, the renowned Master Jiuzhang gathered ten famous masters from various sects and schools, or those who worked alone, to join forces in searching for treasure deep in the desert."

Each and every one of them is a rare master in the martial arts world!

Unfortunately... almost all ten perished in the desert, and only Mr. Jiuzhang survived and crawled out of the desert alone...

When he spoke of this, his tone carried a hint of fear.