41: Thunder Breaks the Cold Evil

Listening Wave Pavilion.

Moonlight, like mercury, spilled between the exquisite pavilions, strange rocks, and flowing water.

The faint, decadent sounds of strings and flutes, mixed with the elegant fragrance of Spirit Plants, drifted from the brightly lit banquet hall in the distance.

This was the core area of the Prince's Mansion, where Spiritual Qi was as dense as mist, and the scenery was as serene as a painting, symbolizing the Wang family's power and heritage.

Daoist Mo was not in that luxurious banquet hall.

He stood at the edge of a waterside terrace within the pavilion. His grey robe had long been changed, and he now wore a dark green brocade robe provided by the Wang family. The fabric was luxurious, but it could not hide the innate coldness and aloofness in his brows.

The Qi Refining fifth-layer aura was steady and restrained, and the dark gold and purple Thunder Spiritual Power surged endlessly through his wide and tough Meridians, like a dormant Thunder Dragon.

The Stone-skinned Turtle had shrunk its size, resembling an inconspicuous dark black reef, quietly lying in the shadows at his feet. Emerald runes flowed on its shell, and its aura was condensed.

The Dark Moon Rabbit had completely blended into the night behind him, its quietblue eyes like two cold stars.

“Daoist Mo, does this place meet your approval?” Wang Linger’s voice came from behind him, carrying a perfectly gentle tone.

She had changed into an elegant moon-white ruqun, which made her look less opulent than in palace attire and more fresh and beautiful.

She walked to Daoist Mo's side, her gaze sweeping over the calm Stone-skinned Turtle, the awe and burning heat deep in her eyes still clear.

“The Spiritual Qi is abundant, and the scenery is excellent. Thank you, Young Miss Wang, for your trouble.” Daoist Mo’s voice was flat, betraying no emotion.

Wang Linger smiled slightly, like an ice lake just beginning to melt: “It’s good that Fellow Daoist likes it.

My father also regards Fellow Daoist highly. If he weren’t currently attending to Old Ancestor’s old ailment, he would surely host a banquet personally to entertain you.

Old Ancestor had an accident during his Cultivation in his early years, and a supremely Yin and evil ‘Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi’ became lodged in his body. For years, he sought famous doctors with little success, and recently, it has recurred. My father is burning with anxiety, guarding outside the ‘Mind-Cleansing Retreat’ day and night…”

Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi!

Old Ancestor’s old ailment!

Daoist Mo instantly understood.

This was the core reason for the Wang family’s “courtesy” towards him!

While the Stone-skinned Turtle’s defense was indeed astonishing, what truly made the Wang family lower their stance, even at the cost of suppressing the Third Elder’s anger, was his “Thunder Cultivation medical skill” that could remove the Bone-Corroding Soul-Entangling Miasma!

The Wang family’s Old Ancestor was their true soft spot and lifeline!

“My Thunder Cultivation is shallow, I fear I cannot bear such a heavy responsibility.” Daoist Mo still declined, his tone indifferent.

He knew that something too eager was not a good deal.

The more eager they were, the more he needed to maintain his composure.

“Fellow Daoist is too modest!” Wang Ling’er’s voice carried a hint of well-placed urgency, “The methods Fellow Daoist used to detoxify Commander Wang, I witnessed them personally, they were miraculous!

That Bone-Corroding Soul-Entangling Miasma is also an extremely Yin and evil object, and Fellow Daoist’s Thunder Cultivation, being supremely rigid and Yang, is its natural nemesis!

The Cold Evil Qi in Old Ancestor’s body is of the same Origin, so if Fellow Daoist takes action, there will surely be a miraculous effect!”

She paused, her voice softening further, carrying a hint of plea, “As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to give it a try, regardless of the outcome, my Wang family will surely offer a generous reward!

The treasures in the mansion are yours to use!

Even the ‘harmonizing’ Materials Fellow Daoist needs, I will immediately have someone prepare double the quantity!”

Generous reward!

Resources!

Poisons!

And even… the possibility of deeper cooperation!

The chips Wang Ling’er offered were undeniably enticing.

But Daoist Mo’s heart was cold.

The waters of the Wang family ran too deep.

The Old Ancestor was the stabilizing force, and his old ailment affected the entire power structure of the Wang family.

If he cured him, he would be the Wang family’s greatest benefactor, but he might also become a thorn in the side of certain individuals.

If he couldn’t cure him… the consequences were unpredictable.

“Old Ancestor… is of noble status, I…” Daoist Mo still “hesitated,” his gaze sweeping towards the brightly lit banquet hall in the distance, implying something.

How could Wang Ling’er not be clever? She instantly understood Daoist Mo’s concerns.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes: “Fellow Daoist, rest assured!

Mind-Cleansing Retreat is Old Ancestor’s Forbidden Ground for secluded Cultivation. Aside from my father and a few core Elders, no one else can approach it.

I will personally guide and protect Fellow Daoist, ensuring no one disturbs you!

If anyone dares to cause trouble…”

Her tone turned cold, carrying a hint of chilling killing intent, “They will be an enemy of me, Wang Ling’er!”

Her words were firm, both a guarantee and a statement.

Clearly, for the sake of the Old Ancestor, she was willing to completely oppose certain forces within the mansion.

Daoist Mo was silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he slowly nodded: “Since Young Miss Wang personally guarantees it, I… am willing to try my best.”

Wang Ling’er’s eyes instantly burst with light of surprise: “Thank you, Fellow Daoist!

There’s no time to lose, please follow me!”

She no longer delayed, turning to lead the way, her steps light yet urgent.

Mind-Cleansing Retreat.

Located deep within the Prince’s Mansion, the environment was even more serene, even carrying a hint of solemn chill.

A small building, entirely carved from ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, stood quietly by the side of a cold pond where Spiritual Qi was misty.

Cold Qi permeated the air, and a thin layer of white frost condensed on the ground.

Outside the Zhai, several core guards of the Wang family, whose auras were profound and who were at least at the Late Stage Qi Refining, stood solemnly, their eyes sharp as eagles.

The Zhai’s door was tightly shut, and two people stood at the entrance.

One wore a purple-gold python robe, with a dignified face and an aura as stable as a mountain. He was the current Family Head of the Wang family, Wang Ling’er’s father—Wang Tianxiong!

At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was enveloped in an unresolvable worry and heavy pressure.

The other, in a dark gold brocade robe with silver-white hair, was none other than the Third Elder who had angrily struck in the cellar earlier!

He stood slightly behind Wang Tianxiong, his hawk-like gaze fixed on the tightly shut Zhai door, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of undetectable gloom and… anxiety.

Wang Ling’er led Daoist Mo quickly.

“Father, Third Elder.” Wang Ling’er bowed gracefully to Wang Tianxiong, then turned her gaze to the Third Elder, her tone carrying a hint of deliberate aloofness.

“Ling’er, this is…” Wang Tianxiong’s gaze instantly fell on Daoist Mo, carrying scrutiny and a hint of undetectable expectation.

As a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he could naturally sense the pure and domineering Thunder Spiritual Power within Daoist Mo’s body, as well as the steady demeanor far exceeding that of a fifth-layer Qi Refining Cultivator.

“This is Daoist Mo, Fellow Daoist Mo.” Wang Ling’er introduced, her tone carrying undeniable respect, “Fellow Daoist Mo’s Thunder Cultivation is pure, supremely rigid and Yang, and has miraculous effects in dispelling Yin and evil Evil Qi.

I have personally witnessed his methods, and he will surely be able to relieve Old Ancestor’s worries!”

“Oh?” A sharp glint flashed in Wang Tianxiong’s eyes, and he nodded slightly at Daoist Mo, “Thank you, young friend Mo.”

His attitude was polite, but carried the majesty of a superior.

“Senior Wang, you are too kind. I will do my best.” Daoist Mo bowed neither obsequiously nor arrogantly.

“Hmph!” A cold snort suddenly rang out.

The Third Elder took a step forward, his sharp gaze cutting across Daoist Mo’s face like a knife, carrying undisguised scrutiny and doubt, “Still wet behind the ears, at the fifth layer of Qi Refining, and you dare to claim you can remove the accumulated Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi from Old Ancestor’s body?

Ling’er, don’t let some Jianghu tricks blind your eyes!

Old Ancestor’s noble body, how can an outsider casually perform procedures on it?

What if something goes wrong? Can you bear the responsibility?!”

His words were sharp, directly targeting Wang Ling’er, and even questioning Daoist Mo’s ability and motives!

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point!

The guards looked at their noses, not daring to breathe loudly.

Wang Ling’er’s pretty face was frosted, and she was about to retort.

Wang Tianxiong’s brows furrowed even tighter, clearly displeased with the Third Elder’s sudden outburst, but regarding the Old Ancestor, he also harbored doubts.

Daoist Mo, however, remained calm, as if he hadn’t heard the Third Elder’s sarcasm.

His gaze turned to Wang Tianxiong, his voice still flat: “Senior Wang, the Cold Evil Qi in Old Ancestor’s body is lodged in his heart Meridians. Does he, every night when the Yin Qi is strongest, suffer from cold invading his heart, feeling as if he’s plunged into an ice cave, with stagnant Meridians and difficult Spiritual Power circulation?

And in recent days, when the Cold Evil Qi acts up, is there a faint dark green cold spot appearing near the Jianjing acupoint on his left arm?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianxiong’s body trembled violently!

Incredulous light burst from his eyes!

The symptoms Daoist Mo described were accurate to the slightest detail!

Especially the dark green cold spot near the Jianjing acupoint, which was a subtle change that had only appeared in the last two days, and even he had only discovered it after careful observation!

This child… could he diagnose from behind a door?!

This insight and perception of Yin and cold Evil Qi were simply astounding!

“Young friend Mo… you are correct!” Wang Tianxiong’s voice carried a hint of excitement, and his gaze towards Daoist Mo completely changed, filled with solemnity and genuine respect!

The Third Elder’s face instantly became extremely ugly, as if he had swallowed a fly!

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.

But Wang Tianxiong suddenly waved his hand, an invisible majesty spreading out, interrupting him: “Third Elder!

Since young friend Mo possesses this ability, he is an honored guest of my Wang family!

Ling’er, lead young friend Mo inside!

I will personally guard outside!

No one is to disturb us!”

His last sentence carried an undeniable command, his gaze sweeping over the Third Elder like lightning.

The Third Elder’s face was ashen, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, knuckles white, yet he ultimately dared not refute the Family Head’s order. He could only stare fixedly at Daoist Mo’s back, his eyes so gloomy they seemed to drip water.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Wang Ling’er’s eyes, and she respectfully said: “Yes, Father!”

Then she made a gesture of invitation to Daoist Mo: “Daoist Mo, please!”

The cold jade Zhai door slid open silently, and a more biting and piercing cold Qi than outside rushed out.

Daoist Mo’s expression remained unchanged. With the Stone-skinned Turtle (in its shrunken form) silently following, he and Wang Ling’er stepped into the Mind-Cleansing Retreat.

The space inside the Zhai was not large, and the furnishings were extremely simple.

The floor, walls, and dome were all made of ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, emitting a faint blue light.

In the center, there was only a jade couch, also carved from cold jade.

On the couch, an old man with white hair and a withered face sat cross-legged.

The old man was thin, wearing a simple grey cloth robe, his eyes tightly closed, his brows deeply furrowed, his face covered with a thin layer of white frost, and his entire body emitted a chilling cold Qi that made one’s Soul tremble, like a cold abyss from the Nine Nethers!

It was the Wang family’s Old Ancestor—Wang Zhenyue!

Beside the jade couch, an old man with grey hair and beard, dressed in the Wang family’s alchemist robes, was sweating profusely, constantly forming hand Seals and injecting streams of light blue ripple Spiritual Power into Wang Zhenyue’s body, attempting to suppress a constantly churning shadow emitting dark green cold Qi in his chest—the Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi!

But it was clearly having little effect; instead, the Cold Evil Qi showed signs of counterattacking, and the old man’s face was pale, clearly having expended a great deal of energy.

“Alchemist Lin, Daoist Mo has arrived!” Wang Ling’er whispered.

Upon hearing this, Alchemist Lin, as if granted a great pardon, withdrew his Spiritual Power and staggered back a step, looking at Daoist Mo with surprise and a hint of undetectable jealousy.

Daoist Mo did not pay attention to Alchemist Lin.

His gaze was directly fixed on the churning dark green Cold Evil Qi in Wang Zhenyue’s chest.

The innate ability of his mutated Thunder Spiritual Root allowed him to clearly “perceive” the terrifying power of supreme Yin and evil, bone-corroding and Soul-destroying, contained within that Cold Evil Qi!

It was purer and more domineering than the Bone-Corroding Soul-Entangling Miasma!

“Daoist Mo…” Wang Ling’er’s eyes held a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

Daoist Mo nodded slightly.

He slowly stepped forward and stood before the jade couch.

His dark purple Thunder Hell Demon Hand slowly lifted, fingers spread, palm facing the churning dark green Cold Evil Qi in Wang Zhenyue’s chest.

No preparation, no flashy moves.

Within his Dantian, the dark gold and purple Thunder Spiritual Root light core instantly pulsed to its extreme!

Vast and pure Thunder Spiritual Power, containing the will of supreme destruction, surged out and was entirely injected into the Demon Hand!

Zzzzt—!!!

A condensed, almost solid ball of thunder, with destructive purple-black electrical arcs leaping at its edges, instantly formed in Daoist Mo’s palm!

The thunderball was not large, but it emitted an aura of supreme Yang and rigidity that made one’s Soul tremble!

As if it were a miniature, destructive blazing sun!

“Summon Thunder… dispel Evil Qi!”

Daoist Mo uttered cold syllables!

Om—!!!

The thunderball in his palm suddenly vibrated violently!

Several destructive purple-black electrical arcs, condensed like solid matter, like living spirit snakes, instantly pierced into the churning dark green Cold Evil Qi in Wang Zhenyue’s chest!

Zzzzt—!!!!

Like a scorching branding iron pressed onto the purest ice!

The dark green Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi, like ice cubes thrown into boiling oil, instantly erupted in unprecedented violent churning and shrill cries!

Countless dark green Cold Evil Qi, like startled venomous snakes, frantically scurried, twisted, and tried to resist the destructive invasion of the thunder power!

Deep within the cold Evil Qi, countless agonizing, distorted faces of resentful Souls even emerged, letting out silent shrieks!

Terrifying Yin Qi and the destructive Thunder Spiritual Power of extreme Yang clashed wildly within Wang Zhenyue!

The temperature of the entire Mind-Cleansing Retreat plummeted!

Thick layers of ice instantly condensed on the cold jade walls!

Wang Linger and Apothecary Lin were forced to retreat repeatedly by this terrifying aura, their faces pale!

Wang Zhenyue's withered body trembled violently, a suppressed, extreme groan of pain escaping his throat, the frost covering his face instantly turning into fine beads of sweat, which were then frozen by the cold Qi!

His aura fluctuated violently in pain, as if it could cease at any moment!

"Daoist Mo!" Wang Linger exclaimed in alarm, her eyes filled with worry.

Mo Yuan's gaze was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, without the slightest waver.

His consciousness sank into the magic bottle!

An invisible devouring force quietly invaded along the Thunder Spiritual Power tendrils!

This time, it wasn't just about removal!

It was… devouring and refining the pure Origin of the Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi!

Sizzle… Boom!

Under the forceful suppression of the destructive electric arcs and the greedy devouring of the magic bottle, the stubbornly resisting mass of dark green cold Evil Qi visibly shrank and dimmed!

The extreme Yin and evil power contained within it was forcefully stripped away, refined, and transformed into pure Yin-attributed energy fragments, merging into the magic bottle!

At the same time, the magic bottle fed back a pure Thunder Spiritual Power, mixed with vitality, which flowed along the electric arcs into Wang Zhenyue's Meridians, which had been riddled with holes by the cold Evil Qi, to repair them!

This process was extremely perilous, like walking a tightrope over a bottomless abyss!

A slight misstep would lead to eternal damnation!

Time seemed to freeze.

After an unknown period.

The churning dark green cold Evil Qi in Wang Zhenyue's chest finally disappeared completely!

Only a faint, rapidly healing scorch mark remained.

The pain on his withered face vanished completely; although still pale and weak, his breathing became steady and long, and the bone-chilling cold Qi that enveloped him receded like a tide, causing the temperature within the retreat to rise significantly.

Mo Yuan slowly withdrew his hand, and the lightning ball in his palm dissipated.

His face was slightly pale (intentionally so), fine beads of sweat seeped from his temples, and his aura seemed slightly "unstable." He said to Wang Linger "weakly": "Fortunately, I did not fail… the cold Evil Qi has been removed… Old Ancestor needs to recuperate… for about a month… then he should be fine…"

"It's done!

It's really done!" Apothecary Lin looked at Wang Zhenyue's steady breathing and muttered to himself as if he had seen a ghost, his gaze towards Mo Yuan filled with shock and awe.

Wang Linger was even more uncontrollably excited, an unprecedented radiance blooming on her cool and elegant face!

She bowed deeply to Mo Yuan, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Thank you, Daoist Mo!

The Wang family will never forget this kindness and virtue!"

The retreat door slid open silently.

Wang Tianxiong's burly figure instantly appeared at the doorway!

His sharp gaze immediately fell upon the Old Ancestor, whose aura was stable on the jade couch, and his sturdy body trembled violently!

Immediately, his majestic face was instantly overwhelmed with ecstasy and excitement!

His gaze towards Mo Yuan no longer held any scrutiny, only deep gratitude and reverence!

"Young friend Mo!

Words cannot express my gratitude for this great kindness!

From today onwards, you are the most distinguished guest of my Wang family!

Should you have any commands, the entire Wang family will obey without question!" Wang Tianxiong's voice was as loud as thunder, carrying an unquestionable promise!

He waved his large hand, "Order!

Open the family treasury!

Retrieve the 'Thousand-Year Thunder-Struck Wood Heart,' 'Purple Cloud-Patterned Iron,' 'Profound Yin Heavy Water'… all treasures in the treasury, let young friend Mo choose as he wishes!

Furthermore, the 'harmonizing' items young friend Mo requires shall be supplied tenfold!

No mistakes allowed!"

A generous reward!

A truly generous reward!

The Wang family's treasury treasures, to be taken as he wished!

Poisonous resources, tenfold supply!

Mo Yuan sneered inwardly, but on his face, he "barely" managed to squeeze out a "tired" smile: "Thank you… Senior Wang…"

His gaze swept past Wang Tianxiong, to the Third Elder behind him, whose face was ashen and whose eyes were so gloomy they almost spat fire.

The Third Elder stared intently at Mo Yuan, then glanced at the Old Ancestor, whose aura was stable on the jade couch, and finally his gaze fell on Wang Tianxiong's unquestionable face.

His lips moved a few times, but in the end, he dared not say anything more, abruptly flicked his sleeve, turned, and strode away!

His retreating figure was filled with unwillingness and venom!

Wang Linger watched the Third Elder's departing back, a cold glint flashing deep within her clear eyes.

She knew that the conflict with the Third Branch, after this incident, had completely come to the forefront.

But at this moment, her heart was filled with more ecstasy and confidence!

With Mo Yuan, this "Thunder Law Divine Doctor," and the Old Ancestor as her backing, her lineage, Wang Linger, would have an unshakeable position in the Wang Manor!

"Daoist Mo has suffered immense depletion, Ling'er will personally escort Daoist Mo back to Listening Wave Pavilion to rest!" Wang Linger suppressed the turmoil in her heart and once again bowed respectfully to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan nodded slightly and, under the "guardianship" of the Stone-skinned Turtle, left Mind-Cleansing Retreat with Wang Linger.

As they passed the guards standing solemnly outside the retreat, those gazes that had once held scrutiny and vigilance now held only deep reverence and fanaticism!

Inside a quiet bedroom in Listening Wave Pavilion.

Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on a warm jade bed, his body enveloped in a faint dark gold and purple lightning glow, rapidly recovering from his "depletion."

The Stone-skinned Turtle lay at the doorway, like the most loyal door god.

The Dark Moon Rabbit's figure flickered in and out of view in the shadows of the window lattice.

Wang Linger personally offered several rare Spirit Fruits and a bottle of Medicinal Pills to replenish Origin Qi before respectfully taking her leave.

After confirming that no one was prying, Mo Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

His cold gaze swept over the items Wang Linger had sent, and a cold arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

Thousand-Year Thunder-Struck Wood Heart?

Purple Cloud-Patterned Iron?

Profound Yin Heavy Water?

All good things, but… not enough!

What he needed was a massive amount of poisons!

It was a continuous supply of Emerald Demonic Liquid!

It was the rapid recovery and growth of the Sequence Legion!

His consciousness sank into the magic bottle in his embrace!

Buzz!

The bottle vibrated greedily!

After devouring a portion of the Profound Nether Cold Evil Qi Origin, the magic bottle seemed to become even more active!

The emerald vortex at the mouth of the bottle spun faster!

"Bees!

Get to work!" Mo Yuan's cold consciousness issued the command!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Inside the Bottle Grotto, the Venomous Stinger Worker Bees, which had already rested and whose numbers had recovered to nearly two hundred, instantly swarmed out!

They did not linger in Listening Wave Pavilion, but like ghosts merging into the night, under the cover of the Dark Moon Rabbit's [Phantom] ability, they silently divided into dozens of small streams, infiltrating various parts of the Wang Manor—especially the medicine store, the alchemy room, and… the area managed by that Third Elder—silently and stealthily!

Target—all Materials containing Yin and evil poisonous Qi!

Whether stored in the treasury or someone's privately hoarded "treasures"!

The demonic liquid Workshop, under the shadow of the great tree that was the Wang family, operated at full speed in an even more secretive and efficient manner!

At the same time, Mo Yuan's consciousness locked onto the newly unlocked area of the magic bottle representing the Origin of the Sequence Creation for perception and treasure hunting.

He needed a new sequence!

An "eye" that could precisely locate true treasures for him within the vast resource treasury of the Wang family!

"Bottle!

demonic liquid!" Mo Yuan roared in his heart!

Buzz—!!!

The magic bottle's body vibrated violently!

On it, in the area representing the Origin of perception and treasure hunting, several extremely subtle but profoundly arcane faint golden Dao patterns instantly lit up!

The mouth of the bottle tilted slightly, and a drop of viscous, warm amber-colored liquid, within which countless tiny golden sands seemed to flow, slowly condensed and dripped!

[Amber demonic liquid]—Blood of a Perception-Type Sequence Creation!

Mo Yuan's gaze swept over the corner of the bedroom.

A treasure-hunting rat (one of the mundane Spirit Beasts used by the Wang family to search for precious Medicinal Materials), with a gray-brown body, shiny fur, and a constantly twitching nose, seemingly curious about the residual Thunder Spiritual Power aura on Mo Yuan, was cautiously peeking out.

"You're the one!" Mo Yuan's consciousness locked on!

The Thunder Hell Demon Hand grabbed through the air!

An invisible force instantly restrained the treasure-hunting rat!

"Squeak! Squeak!" The treasure-hunting rat struggled and shrieked in terror!

Mo Yuan carefully wrapped the drop of amber demonic liquid, flowing with golden sands, in a wisp of pure Thunder Spiritual Power and pointed it through the air towards the treasure-hunting rat's slightly open, pointed snout!

The moment the demonic liquid made contact—

"Screech—!!!"

The treasure-hunting rat let out an unprecedented, piercing shriek, as if its Soul was being torn apart!

Its tiny body violently swelled and twisted like an inflated balloon!

Its bones popped and cracked!

Its originally gray-brown fur wildly writhed and changed color like boiling wax!

Its glossy black little eyes instantly turned into two wildly spinning vortices, glittering with greedy golden light!

The transformation began!

Its fur completely shed its gray-brown color, transforming into a bright golden hue, like flowing gold!

Its size increased by a circle, its limbs became short and powerful, and its claws gleamed with cold metallic light.

The most astonishing change occurred in its head—its pointed snout remained, but its nose became unusually large, like a golden fleshy tumor covering half its face!

The surface of the tumor was covered with extremely fine, arcane perception runes, like a naturally formed radar!

Its eyes completely transformed into two constantly spinning golden vortices, as if they could penetrate all illusions and pinpoint the treasure light of all things!

[Sequence 009 · Gold-Sniffing Rat]!

Born!

"Mas…ter…" An extremely sharp mental fluctuation, tinged with greedy desire, like the rubbing of coins, pierced into Mo Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.

The Gold-Sniffing Rat's golden vortex eyes locked onto Mo Yuan, transmitting an intention of absolute obedience, while also conveying a clear and instinctive desire—to search! For the most precious treasures!

"Prove your worth!" Mo Yuan's cold consciousness issued the command, simultaneously pointing towards the depths of the Wang Manor, "Target! The depths of this Wang Manor's earth pulse!

Perceive! The most powerful, most pure energy fluctuations!"

"Squeak!" The Gold-Sniffing Rat let out a greedy squeal from its throat!

Its massive golden nose suddenly twitched violently!

The perception runes on the surface of the fleshy tumor instantly lit up to their extreme, like burning golden flames!

Buzz—!!!

An invisible, intangible, yet immensely powerful perception fluctuation, like mercury spilling across the ground, erupted with the Gold-Sniffing Rat as its core!

It instantly penetrated the walls of Listening Wave Pavilion, the floor, layers of soil and rock… delving deep into the earth pulse!

The Wang Manor's earth pulse was thick and complex, containing spiritual power fluctuations of various attributes, like interwoven rivers.

The Gold-Sniffing Rat's golden vortex eyes spun wildly, its massive nose like the most precise detector, frantically capturing, analyzing, and filtering the countless energy messages coming from deep within the earth pulse!

Ordinary earth-attributed spiritual power…

Mixed water vein aura…

Weak metal mineral deposits…

Wood-attributed spiritual plant root systems…

Even… several treasure vaults sealed by powerful Restrictions…

All were swept over one by one!

Suddenly!

The Gold-Sniffing Rat's constantly twitching nose suddenly stiffened!

Its golden vortex eyes instantly contracted to their extreme!

Its tiny body trembled violently!

It let out a sharp shriek, a mix of extreme ecstasy and disbelief, from its throat!

"Squeak squeak squeak—!!!!"

It suddenly raised its front paws, frantically pointing in a certain direction deep beneath the bedroom!

A mental fluctuation so strong it almost broke through the Soul link violently crashed into Mo Yuan's Sea of Consciousness:

"Thunder!

Thunder!

Thunder!"

"Pure!

Overbearing!

Destructive!

Endless!"

"Mine!

A huge mine!

Underground!

Very deep!

Very deep!"

"Ancient…

Thunder Crystal Mine!!!"

Ancient Thunder Crystal Mine?!!

Mo Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted!

Deep within his dark golden eyes, an unprecedented, wolf-like burning gleam instantly erupted!

Beneath this Wang family's residence, an Ancient Thunder Crystal Mine was actually buried?!

This was simply… a heaven-sent treasure!