"This... your senior brother doesn't know much about it either. When I was young, I once came here to look for this treasure too. After searching several times, I eventually gave up. The mountains are vast and the waters deep—how could it be so easy to find? Besides, do you really think the Sect Master and Grand Elder can't see the places we can see in the open? Don't you think they wanted to search? They never came because they couldn't find it, right? Heh heh, if they had found it, they would have struck it rich long ago! One treasure, a lifetime of fortune. That's why destiny in the Dao is far more important—and gives you far more of an advantage—than effort!" The old Daoist spoke to several young Ghost Dao cultivators in the tone of an experienced man.
"Senior brother is right. Your words have dispelled the clouds and revealed the blue sky to me. Destiny in the Dao truly does come first. No wonder you kept searching the ground from time to time while patrolling all the way here." A male cultivator immediately began flattering him, not forgetting to add his own speculation.
"Hmph. Otherwise, do you think your senior brother has a squint? If your senior brother acts this way, there must be a reason! How could juniors like us presume to fathom it? Right, senior brother?" Another male cultivator also placed a tall hat on the old Daoist's head.
"It's nothing like that. I'm not young anymore, and having cultivated to this realm, I've more or less given up on advancing another step. I volunteered to guard the mountain this time because I also hoped to find the treasure. As for whether we can find it, that's another matter, isn't it? None of you should