Entering a Mountain of Treasure

Are the owners of this place really that wealthy?

He dared not speak of anything else, but just these medicines here, if sold anywhere, could definitely make one a millionaire.

The fisherman was somewhat stunned.

The reason is that Fang Zelin just said he could choose one thing to take with him. Is it possible to just take anything away like that?

The thought of this made him feel a little flustered.

"Master, you said I could pick anything from here and take it with me?"

Thinking of this, the fisherman couldn't help but swallow hard and said...

Fang Zelin nodded with a smile.

Since you've discerned that the other person did many good deeds in their past life, it's only right that you give them something in return now that you've met them in this life.

The fisherman looked at the things in front of him, a hint of hesitation appearing in his eyes. As he looked around, he suddenly saw a golden light flashing in the distance.

When he looked closely, he froze on the spot.

"Is that gold?"

Upon closer inspection, the fisherman indeed saw piles of gold, each piece the size of a stone, and his heart leaped with excitement.

Gold was far more attractive to him than medicinal herbs.

Firstly, he did not understand the specific value of these medicinal herbs.

Secondly, he felt that since these medicinal herbs were all grown by himself, their price should be much lower compared to wild ones.

Thirdly, it's because the amount of gold is simply too large!

Such a huge piece of gold, so bright and dazzling, was truly eye-catching.

"If you'd like to choose the gold over there, that's fine too."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin glanced at the place in the distance where gold was piled up like a small mountain, then nodded hesitantly.

If the other party really wanted to choose this gold, Fang Zelin would naturally agree.

However, if they really choose the gold, then it would be a loss for the other party.

If he remembered correctly, this gold was a product of his past cultivation of the Turning Stone into Gold.

At that time, he had only just begun learning this Law Technique, and his skill was still quite shallow.

Judging by the time, the Law Power sustains these gold pieces is about to dissipate.

So if the other party chooses this gold, it's very likely that it will turn into stone before they even finish spending it.

The fisherman's face was full of hardship as he turned to look at Fang Zelin.

A strange glint appeared in his eyes at this moment. "Master, you wouldn't happen to be a demon, would you?"

The fisherman asked somewhat nervously.

This place is so beautiful, with mountains of gold, and they actually let me choose anything to take with me.

It looks bizarre to the extreme.

Given the enormous white deer beside it, it seems plausible that the other party could be a demon.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin was both amused and exasperated. "How could I possibly be a demon? Seeing my appearance, don't you think I'm a cultivator?"

"A cultivator of immortality?"

Hearing Fang Zelin say this, the fisherman's tense nerves relaxed a little, and then he laughed heartily.

"Your Excellency must be joking. There are some rumors circulating in the Great Qian Imperial Family that the reason why the founding emperor was able to pacify the four directions and establish the Great Qian dynasty was because he encountered an immortal."

"Nowadays, matters of immortals are taboo among the common people and should not be discussed casually. However, matters of demons are quite common. Often, mischievous children lose their souls and only find their way back to the mountain god's temple, saying that they encountered demons or something."

"There is evidence to support the claim that there are demons, but in recent years, demons have become rare. As for immortals, where in this world are there any immortals left?"

The fisherman thought for a moment, and seeing that Fang Zelin seemed to have no ill intentions, he felt reassured and spoke boldly.

"Oh? The Great Qian forbids mentioning matters of immortals?"

Fang Zelin asked with some surprise.

The fisherman chuckled, "That's right! It's probably because the founding emperor himself gained the throne by receiving guidance from a sage, so the Great Qian Imperial Family is worried that others might follow suit."

"This is all just what the common people have been talking about in private, but whether it's true or not, we don't know."

In the Great Qian era, the atmosphere is quite open, and some things can be said freely.

These do not violate the law.

Fang Zelin didn't ask any further questions after hearing this, and glancing at the sky, he realized it was getting late.

"It's getting late. You should choose something and take it back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to travel after dark."

Fang Zelin's reminder immediately brought the fisherman to his senses.

Seeing the other party's sincerity, and knowing that he truly wanted to take something with him, the fisherman hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind.

"If the host doesn't mind, I'd like some of the wine the host brews."

At this point, he pointed to the jars of wine in Fang Zelin's room.

He saw it just as he was drinking water; the room was filled with jars of wine.

Considering how delicious the water I just drank was, the alcohol inside must be just as good.

Having thought this through, he decided to ask for a jar of wine.

Fang Zelin was stunned upon hearing this. "You don't want the medicine, or the gold?"

Generally speaking, very few ordinary people can resist such temptation.

They even selected the drinks from his house.

Upon hearing this, the fisherman thought for a moment, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "I used to enjoy chatting with people, often discussing supernatural tales. They said some people entered a treasure mountain, but because of their greed, they ended up leaving empty-handed."

"I don't know if I've encountered something like this, but it's better to just look at those things and not touch them."

At this moment, his face was full of a simple, honest smile.

Having heard so many stories like this, he dared not act recklessly.

"Furthermore, the host's house exudes an air of sophistication, so the drinks here must be of high quality as well."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but think more highly of this person.

Putting everything else aside, if this person actually chose this gold, he might very well enter a mountain of treasure and end up empty-handed.

Since the other party wanted his own brewed wine, and he had just promised that the other party could choose whatever they wanted, Fang Zelin had no intention of refusing.

He went straight into the house and grabbed a jar of wine. After examining it, he recognized that it was quite old and immediately offered a warning.

"This jar of wine is quite old. You absolutely mustn't drink it directly after you get back; you'll need to dilute it with some water before you can drink it."

This wine is beyond what ordinary people can withstand.

You should still ask the other person to dilute it with water before you can drink it.

Upon hearing this, the fisherman's eyes lit up. Hearing this warning, he knew he must have guessed correctly; this wine was indeed extraordinary!

Thinking of this, he thanked them repeatedly, then carried the jar of wine back to the shore, preparing to take a boat back.