Chapter 1821: Chapter 4: The Sinister Three-layered World Mountain—Even the Boundary Divine Needle Won’t Stand?!
"I am quite interested in the Art of Divination, and I hope you won’t hesitate to enlighten me in the future."
"I dare not. If the Saint Heir is interested in understanding the Destiny Dao, you can visit me at Sea Lake Manor anytime." Yuan Xin sat down after finishing his drink.
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"Come, Zhao Xing, I’ll continue introducing for you, this is the Demon Race historian, Li Qinghou."
"So it’s Li Qinghou, I’ve long admired your name! I’ve heard that Li Qinghou is very familiar with the history of the Demon Race from the Mesozoic Era, and can even summon Ancient Demons! To reach such a level, it’s truly admirable!"
"Hahaha, the Saint Heir flatters me."
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"This gentleman is..."
"Pleased to meet you."
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With the three lords acting as intermediaries, Zhao Xing discovered it was indeed worth coming.
There were quite a few people at the banquet, all figures whose names he could remember from his past life.
Mr. Zhao’s old habits kicked in again. In such occasions, it’s easy to gain some goodwill, so he also appeared very enthusiastic.
Of course, for those whose names he couldn’t remember, he just brushed off.
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Midway through the banquet, the chatting deepened.
Zhao Xing, being the Sea Communication Envoy, found the topic easily shifted to the Sea Passage.
"...The Stacked Realm Mountain of the Sea Passage is hard to excavate. I’ve heard many people died again last year, and even strange phenomena spread, with quite a few people at the Heavenly Horse Station witnessing them."
Zhao Xing looked toward the speaker, who was Fate Master Yuan Xin.
"From where did you learn of these news, sir? How come I am unaware?"
"Official channels certainly won’t report on such ominous matters," Yuan Xin said. "To avoid causing panic, I happened to be at the Heavenly Horse Station and saw some things... On second thought, perhaps I should not speak further, lest I violate any taboos."
"Hey~ Duke Buming, it’s only the few of us here; what’s left you can’t tell? Brother Zhao is the Sea Communication Envoy, mentioning without elaborating is merely teasing us." Lord Peng Ao expressed displeasure.
By now they were gathered in a small parlor, with few people present, Yuan Xin looked at Zhao Xing’s expectant expression and went deeper into the conversation: "Alright, then I’ll ramble a bit, the Saint Heir can just take it as entertainment, once out of this door, I’ll deny having said anything."
"Feel free to speak frankly, sir." Zhao Xing half-lifted his wine glass and nodded slightly.
"About a hundred and seventy-eight years ago, rumors began to circulate saying that on the Stacked Realm Mountain of the Sea Passage, frequent excavation revealed some corpses and strange weapons... suddenly beginning a massacre." Yuan Xin narrated.
"Some say, as they were digging, strange gases suddenly emerged, killing a large number of people, even the Doctors from the Reincarnation Realm couldn’t treat them in time."
"The most recent incident happened three years ago, when a sudden rain of blood fell, accompanied by some kind of life remains... Then the people at Ancient Hill stopped working because even the Boundary Establishment Divine Weapon couldn’t stand firm; driving one in, one broke, or simply vanished."
Zhao Xing was stunned.
The Geographical Advantage Sect Minister of Agriculture’s Boundary Establishment Divine Weapon is equivalent to the foundational ’staking,’ determining where to stake and how deep to stake are all meticulous considerations.
If improperly done, it could cause the earth veins to collapse, not only rendering the efforts useless but also triggering landslides and shattering the surrounding void.
If this is truly the case, unable even to drive stakes, halting work is indeed a wise decision.
"Some say the Si Yue Desolate Domain buries figures of great antiquity, and the Sea Passage is their burial ground. Now the Empire aims to clear the Desolate Domain, disturbing their slumber." Yuan Xin’s voice became somber, and everyone listened intently, with silence so profound a pin drop could be heard.
"...Ah, I’m drunk, I really can’t say more." Suddenly, Yuan Xin stopped and pretended to sleep, refusing to utter another word.
Zhao Xing fell into deep thought; was the Stacked Realm Mountain truly so ominous? Could the progress at Ancient Hill be so swift that they’ve excavated that place?
