I Really Am Not an Undercover Agent!

After a brief moment of shock, Jiang Chuan recalled what he had seen within the "Treasured Mountain Seal" and muttered to himself.

"Could this be the legendary treasure mountain where King Buddha of Many Treasures stored his myriad treasures?"

"If this isn't a treasure mountain, could it be your Household?"

A deep, muffled voice sounded beside Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan turned and saw an enormous water vat flying toward him.

The vat was entirely silver, wreathed in auspicious radiance, its powerful aura spreading outward as though it were not a water vat, but a mountain peak.

Most eye-catching of all was the large oval face on the vat's surface.

"A Dao Artifact? Senior, have you come to form a contract with me?" Jiang Chuan asked.

Mortals often spoke of attaining the Dao and ascending to immortality.

A Dao Artifact was a magical treasure that had developed intelligence and birthed an Artifact Spirit.

The value of a Low-grade Dao Artifact exceeded that of ten Top-grade Treasure Artifacts combined.

If Jiang Chuan could form a contract with a Dao Artifact, then when he used the Treasured Mountain Seal and borrowed even a tiny fraction of the artifact's power, its might would increase severalfold at the very least.

"Did your master die, kid? Or did you inherit some legacy from some wild temple? You don't even know what a guide is." The oval face on the water vat looked at Jiang Chuan with utter contempt.

Jiang Chuan: "."

A wild temple?

Abbot Kong Ming, there's a Dao Artifact here insulting our Bodhi Temple. Could you come over and beat it up?

Jiang Chuan pressed his palms together. "Amitabha! This humble monk is Jiang Chuan of Bodhi Temple in the Qingyuan Realm. Sorry for the trouble, Guide, but please take me to the treasure mountain."

"Who said I was taking you to the treasure mountain?" the water vat retorted.

Jiang Chuan: "."

Wasn't a guide, by its literal meaning, someone who led people on their way?

Could it mean something else?

"It's true that I'm a guide, but having this position doesn't mean I have to work."

The water vat was immensely proud of its blatant slacking.

So.

Your true identity is the treasure mountain's disciplinary water vat?

"In that case, this humble monk will head to the treasure mountain himself." Jiang Chuan immediately prepared to set off for the treasure mountain.

"Not bad, kid. You know what's what. Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way."

The moment the water vat finished speaking, Jiang Chuan's heart gave a violent jolt.

Before Jiang Chuan could react, the silver water vat slammed straight into him.

"No need to thank me."

Jiang Chuan flew toward the sky-piercing treasure mountain like a sandbag.

"Who the hell would thank you!!!"

Jiang Chuan roared wildly in his heart.

Listening to the howling wind by his ears and watching the treasure mountain draw ever closer, Jiang Chuan had only one thought in his mind.

"It's over! The simulation reward has flown away again!"

Jiang Chuan crashed into the mountainside like a meteor.

Contrary to his expectations of being smashed into a puddle of flesh, Jiang Chuan discovered that he was completely unharmed.

"I fell from that high up, so how am I perfectly fine? Could it be that this isn't my true body, but merely a strand of Divine Sense?"

"What bad luck! I was hoping a genius had arrived, but it turns out he's just not very bright." A sapphire-blue pearl landed atop Jiang Chuan's head, then flew away without even pausing.

"This little monk may not be very bright, but reaching the third realm at his age still makes him a minor genius." A golden alms bowl descended immediately afterward.

A long banner wreathed in black qi remarked, "A genius who isn't very bright will still get cheated to death, no matter how high his cultivation is."

"That makes sense."

You're the ones who aren't very bright!

Jiang Chuan's eye twitched slightly.

Watching Dao Artifacts rain down one after another, he felt like pork laid out on a chopping block, waiting for others to pick him apart.

"Should we leave too?"

"I don't want to form a contract with someone who isn't very bright either."

"Hm? Ghost Rain, do you want to form a contract with this kid?"

As the Dao Artifacts conversed, a narrow, elongated sword descended before Jiang Chuan.

The sword was pitch-black, as though forged from boundless darkness itself. Its blade spat out soul-chilling killing intent that made one shudder.

"Senior truly has sharp eyes. You saw my extraordinary and refined side at a glance."

For a moment, Jiang Chuan found the black sword before him exceptionally kind and friendly.

"Don't get any ideas, kid. It's only because no demonic cultivators have come to the treasure mountain in a long time. Seeing how difficult it is for you to work undercover in the Buddhist sect, I decided to form a contract with you."

After a pause, the Ghost Rain Sword continued, "No wonder the demonic path is suppressed by the Buddhist sect. They're all a pack of idiots. Even when sending an undercover agent, they can't send a clever one."

Jiang Chuan: "."

So you're pitying me?

Why, thank you so much!

"Um, Senior Ghost Rain, I really am not an undercover agent of the demonic path."

Although Jiang cultivated demonic arts, he truly was not an undercover agent of the demonic path.

"Kid, there's no need to be afraid. Every year, the demonic path sends no fewer than a hundred thousand undercover agents into the Buddhist sect."

The golden alms bowl spoke slowly. "If we really caught them one by one, we'd be exhausted to death before we ever finished. So we can't be bothered to care."

"I really am not an undercover agent of the demonic path!" Jiang Chuan argued desperately.

"It isn't easy being an undercover agent of the demonic path in the Buddhist sect. Work hard and stay alive."

As the Ghost Rain Sword spoke, a streak of black Sword Qi shot from its blade and burrowed into Jiang Chuan's body.

Jiang Chuan sighed softly.

So, does this mean I've been made into an undercover agent?

After forming a contract with the Ghost Rain Sword, your Divine Sense left the treasure mountain and returned to your body.

Only when you returned to Bodhi Temple did you discover that a month had already passed.

Even a third-realm cultivator would starve to death after going a month without food or water. Yet you were astonished to find that your body was completely fine, and was instead filled with vast spiritual qi.

You guessed that while your Divine Sense was outside your body, the treasure mountain had continuously poured spiritual qi into you, which was why you had not starved to death.

After figuring everything out, you immediately circulated the Void Devouring Scripture and refined the spiritual qi within your body.

Three days later, you broke through to the second layer of the third realm.

Half a year later, you successfully broke through to the fifth layer of the third realm.

Maha Hall was being suppressed by the Three Buddhist Dao Sects. You felt that it was time to leave Bodhi Temple.

So you once again accepted the mission to head to the Southern Domain and hunt Underground Demons, then set off for the Southern Domain to find Lu Chenling. Elder Jingyun did not stop you, and you successfully boarded a Flying Boat bound for the Southern Domain.

When the Flying Boat reached Youyun City, your Storage Bag suddenly stirred.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Chuan looked at the Storage Bag floating up from his waist, his eyes full of confusion.

Sweeping it with his Divine Sense, Jiang Chuan discovered that the "Ruyi Heart Sutra" had floated up within the Storage Bag's space. Like a swallow returning to its nest, it repeatedly tried to fly out of the Storage Bag.

"Did the 'Ruyi Heart Sutra' sense something?"

Su Wanwan's figure surfaced in Jiang Chuan's mind once again.

"Could it be that the senior who created the 'Void Devouring Scripture' also left behind treasures or a cave abode? Did that Demoness Su Wanwan obtain that senior's cave abode, which was why she knew the secret of the 'Ruyi Heart Sutra'?"

The more Jiang Chuan thought about it, the more convinced he became that this was the case.

The Southern Domain was the territory of the Six Demonic Sects. If treasures or a cave abode truly emerged, they would most likely fall into the hands of demonic cultivators.

"The senior who created the 'Void Devouring Scripture' was probably either a True Immortal or very close to one. Anything left behind by such an existence would likely benefit me without end."

Taking out the "Ruyi Heart Sutra," Jiang Chuan was already growing impatient to seek out this opportunity.