Every day, each member of the entire clan gives me a wisp of spiritual energy.

Chapter 75 The Truth of the Past

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qing did not hesitate. He activated the Earth Escape Technique, and the earth elemental energy in his dantian enveloped his entire body, causing his figure to merge into the ground beneath his feet.

He slowly moved along the earth's veins toward the place where the spiritual energy was fluctuating. Shen Qing's movements were very slow, and with each movement, he used the Qi Concealing Technique to suppress the spiritual energy fluctuations to the lowest level.

As Shen Qing traveled underground, he thought to himself that ever since that bastard Huang Yuanji came back, he had forced him to disband the Qingyun Sect, and then faked his death, lying in a coffin for more than two months.

I am a transmigrator after all. Although the system is fifty years late, being forced to this extent by a local is simply a disgrace to my peers.

Fortunately, the most difficult days are over. Although the journey has been somewhat arduous, I have finally succeeded.

Unbeknownst to him, Shen Qing had already approached the place where spiritual energy was fluctuating, but soon he discovered that there was a large array protecting him.

His former master, the Taoist Master Fushan, had taught him about the hundred arts of cultivating immortality, one of which was the art of array formations. Shen Qing didn't know much about array formations; the only one he had ever come into contact with was the method of opening up spiritual fields.

So Shen Qing sat down cross-legged near the formation, and with the help of the earth's energy, cautiously probed the formation with his divine sense.

This formation is quite ingenious; the divine sense of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators simply cannot penetrate it.

However, Shen Qing's soul had been tempered by immortal energy, and the strength of his divine sense far exceeded that of others of the same level. Shen Qing spent nearly an hour repeatedly probing and finally found a flaw in a node of the formation.

Taking advantage of this opening, Shen Qing slowly probed in with a wisp of divine consciousness enveloped in earth energy.

The secret chamber was quite spacious, with several moonstones embedded in the dome, emitting a soft and bright glow that made the entire chamber almost as bright as day.

At the center of the bottom is a spiritual eye, about a foot in diameter. Spiritual energy surges from the spiritual eye, turning into white mist that permeates the bottom of the secret chamber. It is then restrained by the surrounding array barriers, condensing into a thin layer of spiritual dew that covers the stone walls and lingers for a long time.

Two people were sitting cross-legged directly in front of the Spirit Eye.

Huang Yuanji sat in the main seat, his eyes slightly closed, his aged voice slowly echoing in the secret room.

Shen Qing did not act rashly. He had already realized that Huang Yuanji was preaching to Huang Dehou. After half an hour, Shen Qing understood that the old man was talking about the law of the jungle.

The person sitting in front of him listening to the sermon was Huang Dehou.

Shen Qing knew about Huang Dehou's Foundation Establishment. Huang Yuanji, who was at the third level of Foundation Establishment, was already difficult to deal with. Now, with the addition of Huang Dehou, who had just established his foundation, the combined strength of the father and son was far more than just one plus one equals two.

Huang Yuanji spoke about his understanding of the art of hunting and what it means to combine orthodox and unorthodox methods.

Huang Dehou listened with utmost concentration, his seated body remaining perfectly still, with a faint glow visible between his brows as his divine consciousness circulated.

Shen Qing did not disturb them and listened quietly. Huang Yuanji's hunting method was indeed unique. It was just a pity that the old hunter did not know that the roles of offense and defense had now been reversed and the prey had become the hunter.

Time flew by, and Huang Yuanji's sermon was drawing to a close. Finally, he looked at Huang Dehou.

"Dehou, although your Dao Foundation is only of the lower grade, it is still Foundation Establishment. The current situation of my Huang family is the result of generations of blood and flesh. As your father, the future belongs to you brothers. Do not worry about the level of your Dao Foundation. Once I master the profound sound of the Great Dao in Qingyun Mountain, my Huang family will surely take off."

The moonstone in the secret chamber cast a soft glow on the domed ceiling, making the lines on Huang Yuanji's face even more pronounced.

"Dehou, did you understand?" Huang Yuanji's voice echoed in the silent chamber.

Huang Dehou bowed respectfully: "Father's teachings are etched in my memory. However..."

He abruptly changed the subject, voicing his deepest question: "What exactly is this 'Profound Sound of the Great Dao' that Father spoke of? Why could merely hearing about it help Father break through his bottleneck?"

Huang Yuanji remained silent for a moment, then sighed deeply, his eyes filled with both longing and resentment.

"I do not know either. More than twenty days ago, I was searching for the secret of the Dao sound but could not find it. I was extremely agitated, but the Dao sound resonated in my mind like heavenly music."

"That feeling... was as if the ultimate truth of heaven and earth was directly imprinted on my soul. My cultivation, which had been stagnant for many years, was loosened by this, and I stepped into the fourth level of Foundation Establishment in one fell swoop. Even the law of the jungle left by our ancestors became perfect because of this."

He slowly clenched his fist, veins bulging: "But alas, that sound comes and goes without a trace. Although I've confirmed it's in Qingyun Mountain, I don't know how to find it, much less how to control it. We're guarding this treasure mountain, yet we can't find the entrance!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Dehou immediately sensed something was wrong. He realized that this matter was not just an opportunity, but could be a death knell for the Huang family.

"Father, how should we explain this to Magistrate Zhao?"

A bitter look appeared on Huang Yuanji's face, which was also his biggest worry.

"That's the difficulty. I promised to share the secrets of Qingyun Mountain with him in order to get my hands on it. Now that I've gotten what I wanted, he's gone to the county town to report on his duties. Once he returns, if I can't offer him something that will tempt him, this scoundrel will definitely turn on me."

Huang Yuanji lowered his voice to a whisper, filled with apprehension and worry: "As a disciple of the Heavenly God Sect, Zhao Yuanlang doesn't need to take any action himself. He only needs to report to the county town that 'Qinghe has a secret treasure, which the Huang family is hoarding,' and that would be a catastrophe for my Huang family."

Huang Dehou felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly looked up, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"Father, since this secret is of such great importance, I believe that even if we find it and share it with Zhao Yuanlang, given his greed, he will surely try to keep it all for himself. At that point, our Huang family will be nothing more than fish on his chopping block!"

Huang Yuanji's eyelids twitched: "What are you trying to say?"

"It's better to strike first!"

Huang Dehou said with a fierce expression, "If we can control the method to trigger the Dao Sound, my son and I can join forces and catch them off guard, and we might not be unable to..."

"shut up!"

Huang Yuanji interrupted his son with a low shout. He stared at Huang Dehou until the latter lowered his head before slowly speaking, his voice full of weariness and warning.

"Dehou, remember, some things can be done, but some things will lead to utter ruin. Zhao Yuanlang is not a mountain to be reckoned with."

"That old bastard Fu Shan is all alone; I can let him die quietly. But Zhao Yuanlang is a disciple of the Heavenly God Sect. If you touch him, do you think the Heavenly God Sect's Punishment Hall's soul-searching techniques are child's play? At that time, not only you and I, but the entire Huang family's nine generations will have their souls extracted and refined, suffering a fate worse than death!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qing, who was lurking in the earth's veins, felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind.

Master, carrying the mountain... was actually killed by that old dog Huang Yuanji's sneak attack?!

He didn't die from conscription, nor from an accident, but was killed by that old dog Huang Yuanji.

Amidst the turmoil in his mind, a surge of murderous intent uncontrollably erupted within Shen Qing's heart.

Although Shen Qing immediately woke up and tried to lock his mind, the leaked fluctuations of his divine sense still triggered the formation of the Huang Clan Ancestral Hall.

"Who?!"

Inside the secret chamber, Huang Yuanji suddenly looked up, his divine sense sweeping out instantly, penetrating the formation and thoroughly surveying the entire Huang family ancestral home area, both above and below ground.

A dead silence.

Aside from the insects hibernating underground, there was no spiritual energy reaction.

Huang Dehou stood up nervously: "Father?"

Huang Yuanji ignored Huang Dehou and repeatedly scanned the area with his spiritual sense, but found nothing.

After a long while, he frowned, slowly withdrew his divine sense, and shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Perhaps I am being too suspicious. This formation isolates the inside from the outside, and with my divine sense overseeing it, it would be impossible for anyone other than a Golden Core cultivator to sneak in silently. Where would a Golden Core cultivator come from in Qinghe County?"

He composed himself and instructed Huang Dehou, "This matter ends here. Your priority now is to consolidate your cultivation. As for the matter of Daoyin, I have my own plans. This spiritual eye has been greatly depleted by your foundation building and needs time to recover. Let's go out."

The father and son disappeared at the entrance to the secret chamber, the stone door slowly closed, and the array light shone again.