"Only, this map is not easy to see."
Daoist Qingyun gently hefted the copper coin in his hand.
Jiang Zhizhou said, "Then the people of Yijiang must have discovered the secret behind it. That is why they refuse to give up and have sent so many people to keep watch over this matter."
Daoist Qingyun nodded, his expression grave.
This matter of the Dragon Vein had existed since ancient times.
Nor was it uncommon to place treasures of dynastic succession within the Dragon Vein. Yet Jiang Zhizhou was rather surprised that this matter in Northern Liang had occupied Yijiang's thoughts for decades.
"The treasures hidden within that Dragon Vein must be extraordinary," he remarked.
Otherwise, why would the people of Yijiang remain so obsessed after all these years?
"In truth, I do not know what lies inside it either." Daoist Qingyun's gaze settled on a spot in the darkness, as though he were looking at something, yet also as though he saw nothing at all.
"Yijiang has been held beneath Northern Liang for many years, and its desire to strike back has never rested for even a moment. We must remain on our guard."
At this, Daoist Qingyun sighed again. "But for now, this matter should not be spoken of to outsiders."
Jiang Zhizhou was secretly delighted. Yang Qing had predicted every last detail of this affair with perfect accuracy.
Surely, then, what they were planning could succeed as well.
"You are mistaken, Daoist!" Jiang Zhizhou said. "Yijiang has coveted our country's treasures for years. How could they possibly be easy to deal with? Their actions alone show that their ambitions do not end here."
"You are only one man. Even with vast supernatural powers, how long could you hold off those villains? The wisest course would be to report