Money Reveals the Human Path, Sitting on a Mountain and Commanding Two Dragons

"What exactly is going on?"

The innkeeper walked nervously down the dilapidated corridor, muttering complaints under his breath.

Just now, the inn suddenly shook, and a chaotic noise came from one of the rooms, startling the surrounding guests, many of whom hurriedly fled.

But as the owner, he couldn't leave; instead, he had to come and investigate—this shop was his lifeline, and how could he ignore something going wrong?

He first sent someone to report to the authorities, and then, with his manager and staff, he reluctantly came over.

Upon arriving at the door of the room where the incident occurred, the landlord took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and called out to the door, which then collapsed in response.

Thump!

The door slammed shut, kicking up a cloud of dust, revealing a scene of utter chaos to the innkeeper.

Broken tables and chairs, scattered objects, pebbles everywhere, even the walls were damaged, and the floor had a large hole in it, revealing a pit with dust floating in it...

"What on earth happened? Who lives here?" The landlord stood there, stunned, his heart aching. Looking at the scene, he knew that repairing the room and floor would cost a fortune.

"Master, the people living here are an old man and a young boy, they seem to be grandfather and grandson." The shopkeeper quickly came up, holding a booklet in his hand, flipping through it from time to time, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The landlord shook his head, looked around the room, and seeing that it was empty, sighed and went inside.

The air was thick with choking smoke. He coughed twice, went to the edge of the pit, and looked inside.

Call!

A shadowy figure emerged from within, accompanied by a chilling aura. The eerie cold sent a shiver down the spine of the man, who cried out in alarm. In his panic, he tripped, fell backward, and landed hard on his backside.

The exclamation startled the shopkeeper and his staff at the door, who all retreated. Some, however, were bolder and stepped forward to help their master up. Then, looking into the pit, one of them cried out, "Master! There's silver in there!"

"What?" The owner hadn't recovered yet. Hearing this, he craned his neck and stared intently into the pit. This time, there was no shadow or cold air. The dust inside had settled, and there was a silver ingot lying inside. At a glance, it could be seen that it was made in a private kiln. It wasn't much, but it was worth at least two or three ounces.

"This is..."

Upon seeing the silver, the landlord's panicked heart calmed down slightly, and he hesitated.

The man supporting him quickly said, his eyes darting around, "Perhaps some martial arts practitioners fought here and broke some things. They left some money as compensation!"

Feuds and vendettas sometimes take place in taverns and inns, so the waiter's statement isn't entirely wrong.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The owner nodded repeatedly, giving the shop assistant an approving look. He recognized him as the newcomer this month. "You've got some insight, you've got potential. Help me up." He struggled to his feet and picked up the silver coins.

For a moment, the others outside the door had different expressions and their own thoughts.

"Wealth stirs the heart; Human Path cannot exist without money. Around these things, joy and sorrow are bound to unfold."

At this very moment, Qiu Yan was wandering through a forest, but his mind was focused on the events unfolding at the inn, and he gained some insights.

Although the battle with the old man ended in a draw, Qiu Yan had obtained what he needed. As he left, he used the five ghosts to move one of the silver coins he had just acquired from his room as compensation for the damage to the house.

The Five Ghost Transport Art is a widely circulated Dao Arts. The five ghosts used are not wandering spirits, nor do they come from the Netherworld. Instead, they are temporary methods formed by gathering Spiritual Qi by entrusting one's thoughts to talismans. It can only perform simple transporting.

Although Qiu Yan had never drawn talismans, he kept several Divine Ability Talisman in his personal ink-line book, which could serve the same purpose.

This act of moving money caught people's attention and stirred up a lot of emotions, allowing him to collect Human Path information.

On the other hand, while walking and contemplating, Qiu Yan kept his hand over his chest, holding a jade pendant with a red bead embedded in it. The pendant continuously released Qi and Blood energy to accelerate the healing of his wound. Within the wound, a Divine Ability Talisman also moved about, releasing a peaceful aura and similarly accelerating the recovery.

Nevertheless, the injury did not improve much. Wisps of black energy could be seen gathering and dispersing in the blood, with a faint stench. Even with the replenishment of Qi and Blood from the jade pendant, it was difficult to eradicate the problem in the short term.

This wound was inflicted when Qiu Yan fought the Black-Robed Mechanism Man. The blade on the Mechanical Puppet's finger was not made of ordinary iron; it was exceptionally sharp. Although Qiu Yan used various defensive techniques the moment he was hit, he was still injured.

The sharp blade, infused with poison, pierced through flesh and blood, then invaded the body, wreaking havoc. When the attack was forcibly suppressed, Qiu Yan, who had just caught the urge to escape in the air, knew that the opportunity was too good to pass up and immediately gave chase. This led to the scene where he rushed into the room and fought the old man.

However, the poison eventually affected his body, so in this encounter, he was only trying to probe the enemy and did not really intend to determine a winner. In the end, he let his opponent leave.

"These toxins not only corrode flesh and blood, but also affect the mind and consciousness. They are similar to the powder that the Mechanical Sparrow turned into. I wonder what method was used to refine them."

With a sudden thought, Qiu Yan, who was moving swiftly, raised his hand to form a mudra, using the Heart Fire to drive the meaning of the scriptures and mobilize the Legalist Spirit to sweep away his own body. Then, he shook his whole body, and two particles fell off, like fleas.

"Sure enough, that person left something on me."

With a flick of his wrist, he crushed the two particles, then divine power flew out from the Soul Aperture, spreading to the wound and enveloping the strands of poison, slowly refining them.

These toxins are extremely stubborn, much more difficult to deal with than sparrow powder. Even using divine power to refine them would take a considerable amount of time. Previously, Qiu Yan did not release his divine power to avoid revealing his true identity when he was about to meet the old man.

He refined the toxins as he walked, quickly extracting them and enveloping them in divine power. The resulting substance was a small wisp of black mist that gathered and dispersed within the divine power.

Looking at this object, Qiu Yan once again ignited his Heart Fire and activated his Manifest Law Spirit, trying to investigate the source of the poison. Unexpectedly, a flash of black mist repelled the Sage Spirit!

"Um?"

Qiu Yan looked surprised and immediately stopped in his tracks.

Ahead lay a forest of fallen trees, with every large tree uprooted and lying on the ground, covered in soil, mud, and pebbles, as if a typhoon had passed through.

However, Qiu Yan did not show much surprise. He started walking slowly forward.

After walking a few steps and passing several fallen trees, Qiu Yan arrived at a pit. The pit was about five zhang in diameter, and a person stood in the center of the pit, which was the Black-Robed Mechanism Man from before.

The Mechanical Puppet's body was twisted and motionless, with steam constantly billowing from the cracks on his body. His body was covered in a layer of flames, and the right half of his body was missing. The broken part was black and fragmented, as if it had been destroyed by a violent explosion.

Walking up to the Mechanical Puppet, Qiu Yan quietly observed, sensing the surrounding area, and then frowned.

"There is a power within this Mechanical Puppet that can hinder external detection, and its material is different from the previous Mechanical Sparrow. The two mechanical creations are so different. Could they be the work of two different people?"

As he pondered, Qiu Yan recalled the faces of the old man Tian Zhun, and formed a general idea. Then, he once again stirred his Heart Fire, releasing the spirit of the Legalist School's Manifest Law Spirit, and extended it into the past.

This time, the Sage Spirit was not repelled; it successfully seeped into the Mechanical Puppet, revealing part of its mysteries in a clear and organized manner.

However, after receiving this information, Qiu Yan's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"The interior of this Mechanical Puppet contains oil and Earthfire, as well as a power core. The rest of the body is made of metal, with many tiny tubes, like blood vessels, connecting various parts. However, the interior of the core and the tubes is impossible to explore; even the Sage Spirit cannot penetrate it! Hmm, it has great research value."

Although Qiu Yan had only just mastered the Way of Manifest Law, he had already grasped its essence, yet he was still powerless against a mechanical creation.

The fact that even the Sage Spirit cannot be explored is enough to explain the problem.

Qiu Yan immediately became interested in the Mechanical Puppet in front of him.

Previously, he used flames and ceramics to create clones to fight it, while his main body followed his thoughts to find Tian Zhun's location. Only now did he truly examine the Mechanical Puppet.

The clone, formed from a combination of flames and ceramics, exploded at the last moment, destroying half of the Mechanical Puppet's body.

Unexpectedly, after suffering a severe blow, the Mechanical Puppet showed signs of self-destruction. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Qiu Yan followed the flames, casting Incense Faith into it, forcibly suppressing the attack.

"Although this Mechanical Puppet is currently motionless, it's only suppressed by the Incense Faith. Once released, it will immediately erupt, which is too dangerous. Better safe than sorry, so we can't bring it back to the city. However, the fierce battle here has caused quite a commotion. Even if I use divine power to isolate it temporarily, it will eventually be exposed, so we must move it."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan no longer hesitated, reached out and grabbed the Mechanical Puppet, lifted him up, and then strode away.

However, halfway there, he suddenly paused, glanced at the glass bead in his hand, pondered for a moment, then squeezed it hard, crushing it into powder, and with a slight inhalation, sent it into his Soul Aperture.

This bead may appear to be made of glass, but it is not actually made of glass, which is why it can be transmitted.

The powder traveled through the Soul Aperture to the Divine Power Space, where it was immediately surrounded by a large Incense Faith, which then began to analyze it.

Outside the space, the deity himself sat inside the Stove Mountain, surrounded by pillars of flame, with two divine dragons weaving through the fire, one Azure Dragon and the other a Horned Dragon.

Seven openings appeared on each of the two dragons, connecting with the Human Path Flame, trembling faintly, and resonating with the Stove Mountain.

Suddenly! The deity himself had a thought.

"Another attack on the Lianxi Tribe? Hmm? This attack seems unusual, it has piqued my interest, it's really strange! However, I can't Soul Split for now, so I can only leave it to the three guardians, consider it a test for them."

Thinking this, the main body stirred, and its Divine Sense broke through the void, following the traces of incense, crossing the barriers of time and space, and directly reaching the Land of the Divine Remains!

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