The Legendary Humanity's Supreme Treasure

"I'll contact my grand-disciple." The broad and smooth path of the Literary Dao Cultivator lay right before him, and Perfected Lord Wenchang could not wait to give it a try.

The phone, ID card, and other items he used after coming out of seclusion had all been arranged by this grand-disciple.

Perfected Lord Wenchang opened his contacts list, and ranked right at the very top was his grand-disciple, "AA Li Minghui".

The Li Group was holding a high-level meeting, and President Li sat at the far end of the long table with his hands crossed.

President Li was nearing sixty, his hair pitch-black and thick without a single strand of white. He radiated a natural prestige, and no one high or low within the group did not fear him.

Today's meeting agenda concerned the interests of the various directors, making the arguments exceptionally fierce.

President Li looked at the crowd with displeasure. Just as he wanted to speak, he heard a phone ring.

The ringtone caused the meeting room to fall instantly silent as everyone searched for the source. Who didn't know that President Li hated it most when phones weren't set to silent during meetings?

Oh, it turned out to be President Li's own phone.

Yet according to President Li's habits, he never answered his phone during meetings, and it should be hung up very soon.

They only saw President Li answer the call, hunching over to shield his ear with an ingratiating voice, "Hello, hello, ah, I can hear you, Ancestor. Yes, it's me, little Li. Do you have any instructions for me?"

When had the directors ever seen President Li act this courteous? It completely shattered their worldview. They wanted to whisper and discuss it, but constrained by President Li's majesty, they didn't dare speak and could only hold it in painfully.

President Li didn't care about the directors' opinions. This was none other than that Perfected Lord Wenchang, his grand-master; no matter how ingratiatingly he treated him, it was entirely deserved.

Although his Literary Dao path had been cut off and his cultivation realm could not advance any further, his very foundation was already frighteningly high-a target that countless cultivators spent their entire lives unable to reach.

If he served him well, even just a tiny bit leaking through his fingers would allow him to benefit infinitely.

"You want to go abroad? Of course that's no problem, I'll take care of the paperwork for you."

"Might I trouble you to ask what you are going to the United States for, so that I can make preparations on my end?"

"You're going to run for president? Well, of course that's no problem... Hmm?"

Li Minghui froze, suspecting that he had misheard. What did it mean to go run for president?

At first he had been worried that his ancestor couldn't keep up with the times, but now it seemed he had been worrying needlessly.

His ancestor was over five hundred years old, having been in seclusion for over a century, and the very first thing he did upon coming out of seclusion was to go run for president.

However, wasn't this keeping up with the times just a bit too much?

"Right, little Li, what do you say a Qi Refining Stage cultivator needs the most?" Perfected Lord Wenchang asked, considering what to send Zhou You to express his heartfelt regards.

Li Minghui's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He was a man in his fifties who had lingered in the Qi Refining Stage all this time; could it be that his ancestor was about to bestow some kind of treasure upon him?

"Should I give him some money?" Perfected Lord Wenchang pondered. In his era, everyone liked money, and now things probably hadn't changed, but he still needed to ask a modern cultivator to confirm it.

Hearing this, Li Minghui quickly advised, "Ancestor, money is an external possession that will corrupt the mind. As the saying goes: 'Dharma, land, wealth, companions'-what a cultivator needs most is a cultivation method."

He managed the massive Li Group and never lacked money; it was his aptitude that was insufficient to advance any further, and what he lacked most were cultivation methods and spell techniques.

"That makes sense." Perfected Lord Wenchang nodded, surprised that the immortal cultivators of this era had such pursuits, which made him feel rather ashamed.

Li Minghui hung up the phone and calculated when his ancestor's reward might arrive.

Basement.

Messy courier boxes and takeout containers were piled into a small mountain, ancient books collected from all over filled the bookshelves, and the dim lighting stretched two figures out, casting them against the wall in a gloomy and oppressive manner.

The figures swayed, appearing extremely excited.

"Where is the Ming dynasty map of Chang'an City?" One of them muttered, quickly digging a yellowed, large map out from the bookshelf.

This was a precious ancient map he had won after bidding six times at an auction, spending fifty thousand to acquire it. It was the only copy of its kind in the world, and afterward, a collector offered eighty thousand, but he refused to sell.

Normally, he kept this map very well preserved and sealed away without a single speck of dust landing on it.

Yet now that success was right before their eyes, they could no longer spare the care to treat this ancient map gently, and directly fetched a red pen to draw a circle on it.

"The modern map of Chang'an City is on your side, hand it over."

A map of Chang'an City published by the Geological Publishing House in 2012 (5th edition) with a listed price of 60 yuan was handed over.

After finding the reference points, the two maps were overlapped, aligning them against the light.

Through the illumination, the red circle left a faint shadow on the modern map.

One of them poked the map excitedly, "We finally found it. Chang'an City No. 2 Middle School, the legendary Humanity's Supreme Treasure is right here!"

The two clapped in celebration, tears welling in their eyes. The joy in their hearts could not be expressed in words; they had waited far too long for this day.

One of them used the codename Mind Master, and the other used the codename Mighty Warrior. They were both members of the Superpower Organization and concurrently archaeological experts.

Ten years ago, the organization learned that a piece of Ancient Script was related to the Humanity's Supreme Treasure, and ordered the two of them to decode its meaning.

That was a legendary supreme treasure. Forget about their organization, even countless cultivators with profound cultivation realms were moved by it and were racking their brains to search for traces of the treasure.

Yet up to now, there had been no news.

Through a fortuitous coincidence, the organization obtained a lead.

In order to decode the Ancient Script, they had gone through untold hardships traveling all over the country, visiting famous scholars and masters, collecting ancient books, cross-referencing translations, and expending ten years of time. Today, they finally achieved a major breakthrough.

"The Ancient Script records that the Humanity's Supreme Treasure is located in Chang'an City. Based on the comparison of ancient and modern maps, it should be right at Chang'an City No. 2 Middle School."

"It also says here that the guardian of the supreme treasure is called the Ghost King Zhenyue."

"It looks like the author who left this Ancient Script went to look for the Ghost King Zhenyue and never returned. I'm afraid the Ghost King won't be easy to deal with."

"Let's hurry up and report this to the organization." Mighty Warrior said, preparing to dial the phone, his excited fingers trembling.

At this moment, they could already be considered to have completed the organization's mission. Reporting to the organization would inevitably earn them generous rewards-ability enhancement serums, physical enhancement serums, all kinds of classified intel... Anything in the reward repository would be theirs to pick at will.

Their status would be elevated, allowing them to touch the core of the organization and soar to success in the future!

"No rush. Ten years have already passed, do we really lack this little bit of time?" Mind Master's eyes shone brightly as he stopped Mighty Warrior from pressing the phone, having plans of his own.

"The school is so big, at most we only know the general location. Why don't we go investigate it in person?"

"Personally investigate?"

Mighty Warrior suddenly fell silent, staring fixedly at the map while wondering what to think.

After a long while, he slowly asked, "You're trying to swallow the treasure in private, aren't you?"

Mind Master did not hide the greed in his heart, "That's right. That is, after all, the legendary Humanity's Supreme Treasure containing infinite mighty force. Don't you want it?"

Who wouldn't want to obtain this legendary treasure?

Mighty Warrior hesitated, not agreeing rashly, "But the Ancient Script said that the guardian of the supreme treasure is a ghost king. Anything that can be called a ghost king is bound to be extremely powerful and not something we can handle. Aren't you afraid of ending up in the exact same situation as the author of the Ancient Script?"

Mind Master dared to have this idea because he had skills of his own, "My ancestors studied some feng shui arts, and I also have magical artifacts blessed by high Buddhist School monks. While they might not solve the Ghost King, we can still maneuver around it for a bit."

"Moreover, the Ancient Script stated that a powerful seal was set upon the box holding the supreme treasure, which ghosts and evil spirits cannot approach. In other words, the Ghost King Zhenyue only guards the vicinity and won't carry it on its person. As long as we get close to the Humanity's Supreme Treasure, we'll be safe!"

"Even if we can't get it, we can still ferret out some intel on the Vengeful Ghost. When the time comes, reporting both the supreme treasure and the Ghost King's intel to the organization together will still count as one large and one small merit."

It was an idea where no matter how you calculated it, you wouldn't lose.

Mighty Warrior weighed it for a moment and nodded heavily, "Alright."

An expected reply; Mind Master revealed a satisfied smile. Having spent ten years together, the two of them knew each other's character inside out.