"Time and fate, fellow Daoist. It seems your fortune has run dry."
Holding the inch-wide false core between his fingers, Jiang Sheng felt a surge of emotion.
He had found no storage bags or other belongings on Sun Chang.
Putting away the false core, Jiang Sheng gazed at the luxurious river manor before him. As he sensed the formation surrounding it, he could not help frowning. "Another third-tier formation?"
After a moment's thought, Jiang Sheng summoned the Qingping Sword and slashed at the formation before him.
A streak of azure sword qi surged forth, leaving a sword mark across the shimmering curtain of water. Yet the mark was swept away a moment later.
Looking at the formation, Jiang Sheng fell silent for a moment before raising his sword again. "Even if I drain every last drop of spiritual energy from the Jade-Green Lotus Platform, I'm going to find out what secrets this manor holds!"
At the bottom of the Taiping River, beneath the crushing weight of the water, Jiang Sheng unleashed one streak of sword qi after another. The spiritual energy within the Jade-Green Lotus Platform dwindled steadily.
At last, Jiang Sheng cut an opening in the formation. Seizing his chance, he darted into the underwater manor. A moment later, the water curtain sealed the breach, and silence returned to the riverbed.
Once inside the luxurious manor, Jiang Sheng surveyed his surroundings, then followed the aura he sensed straight into the main hall.
Within the main hall, two connected formations were arranged in a yin-yang pattern along a north-south axis. A meditation cushion stood at the southern end, while a statue of the river god occupied the northern end.
Clearly, this was where the incense offerings from the thirteen counties were received.
After examining the formations, Jiang Sheng noticed something