A daily divination, from family tortoise shells to immortal clans.

"Clan leader, the Bai family says that a rogue cultivator has taken the bounty and found the Crimson Dragon Hall's stronghold."

A young disciple rushed into the council hall.

"Quickly, bring them here."

Shortly after, Bai Wenrui entered the Chen family's council hall and sat down, speaking directly:

"Clan Chief Chen, according to the rogue cultivators who went to hunt demonic beasts, they saw members of the Crimson Dragon Hall appearing near Purple Crow Mountain."

"Our people secretly searched for them and found their stronghold on a mountain peak."

The Bai family suffered heavy losses and were particularly concerned about this matter, wishing they could directly confront them.

"No wonder they've disappeared from the public eye lately."

After listening, Chen Mingzheng suddenly realized what was going on.

During the annual festival, almost no one in Xiyun Town or even Linyuan County goes to Ziwu Mountain.

Because most monsters will hide away to survive the winter, making them impossible to hunt.

Only after the beginning of spring will some low- to mid-level first-tier monsters gradually appear.

With more people going to hunt monsters, the Crimson Dragon Hall will inevitably slip up.

"What does Chief Chen plan to do?"

Bai Wenrui inquired, saying that their clan had already discussed the matter thoroughly and they wanted to hear what the Chen family thought.

The two companies have decided to join forces and will definitely need to cooperate with each other.

"Now that we've discovered their presence, we should act quickly and lest they notice us and we have to move our position again."

"Let's each bring some of our clan's elite troops and launch a surprise attack. How about we set it for the day after tomorrow?"

Chen Mingzheng was confident in his abilities and did not want to delay any longer.

"good!"

Bai Wenrui came here to make decisions on behalf of the clan, and immediately agreed.

The next day at midnight.

The divination result has been updated.

[Today's Divination - Very Auspicious]: You and your family cultivators went to wipe out the Red Dragon Hall's raiders and obtained an opportunity in a secret room while searching for spoils of war.

Opportunity?

Chen Qingmo was puzzled. The divination was so obscure, it didn't even reveal anything.

But since it's an auspicious hexagram, it means there will be no danger.

Filled with excitement, he continued his cultivation until dawn.

……

Purple Mountain.

The cultivators from the Chen and Bai families have gathered together; they are all in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"action!"

Chen Mingzheng let out a low shout and immediately charged towards the Red Dragon Hall's stronghold.

The entire extermination process went incredibly smoothly. Except for a brief struggle between the Crimson Dragon Hall Master and Chen Mingzheng, who were also killed by the combined attack of the group, the Crimson Dragon Hall Master was killed.

"Brother Chen, the Crimson Dragon Hall has been destroyed, but it's said they still have a secret chamber containing treasure. How about we split it equally between our two families?"

The Bai family patriarch was overjoyed; he had finally vented his anger.

"Haha, let's go together."

Chen Mingzheng laughed loudly and led everyone there.

Upon entering the secret chamber, one is greeted by several piles of spirit stones, which appear to number in the thousands.

The shelf held some books on cultivation techniques, a few magical implements, and some miscellaneous items.

"The Crimson Dragon Hall has plundered quite a lot over the years, but they've almost depleted their reserves of elixirs. It seems they've almost run out of resources."

Chen Mingzheng glanced at it and made a judgment.

Only a few of those cultivation techniques can be practiced; most require consuming one's own blood and energy or lifespan to force a breakthrough, and the rest are not much different from those in their family.

Chen Qingmo, standing behind the others, observed the entire secret chamber but found nothing unusual.

Seeing that the others were cleaning up their spoils, he joined them.

"Bang!"

As he obtained a magical dagger, a piece of bluish-gray stone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What is this?"

Hearing the commotion, Chen Minglu picked up the gray stone shard.

He infused a wisp of spiritual energy into it, but the stone flake did not react at all.

He then used his divine sense to investigate, but couldn't discern anything amiss.

"Are the walls of the Crimson Dragon Hall's secret chamber really that fragile? Qingmo, you're welcome!"

Seeing Chen Qingmo staring at the bluish-gray stone shard in his hand, Chen Minglu assumed that he also wanted to take a look.

Chen Qingmo took it and examined it carefully, his brows furrowing slightly.

In his perception, these bluish-gray stone slabs were essentially no different from ordinary roof tiles used for building houses.

However, the presence of this stone slab alone in the entire secret chamber seemed out of place; the other things could not possibly be the opportunity mentioned in the divination.

"It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

Chen Qingmo thought to himself as he put the gray stone shard into his storage bag.

By this time, everything in the secret chamber had been collected, and the two clan leaders ordered a evacuation.

Three months passed quickly.

Since the destruction of the Crimson Dragon Hall, the entire Xiyun Town has been very peaceful. Although there are occasional battles between cultivators, they are all within a controllable range.

Chen Qingmo sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and stood up.

He finally condensed the Moonlight White Sphere completely, and the number of sword threads within his body reached nineteen.

Although he still cannot fully unleash the first move of the Green Mountain Sword Technique, his combat power has increased by nearly 20%.

No matter how he fiddled with the bluish-gray stone slab, he couldn't find any use for it.

However, since his clan was preparing to have him oversee the copper mine for a period of time, he abandoned his idea of ​​studying the stone flakes.

"Qingmo, the clan is short-handed, so I'm assigning you to guard the copper mine for a year."

Some members of the Chen family who were away training had not yet returned, so Chen Qingmo was the only one who could be sent there.

"A year from now, I will attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. You can come back to protect me then."

Chen Mingzheng dared not break through rashly; he wanted to be more thorough in his preparations.

Chen Qingmo nodded. He had never been to this place before, so he should familiarize himself with it.

Chen Mingzheng handed him a map, marking the location of the mine, and after giving him a few instructions, told him to set off.

After leaving Mount Tai Xuan, Chen Qingmo used a lightness technique. Since it wasn't urgent, he didn't use the wind-controlling talisman.

More than two hours later, he arrived at a crimson mountain range.

He cast a spell, and a passage slowly appeared in the maze in front of him.

Facing them was a village inhabited by the people who mined the vein and their families, protected by some low-level cultivators and ordinary martial artists.

At the eastern end of the village stands a dark red house, where Chen Qingmo's third uncle, Chen Mingli, lives.

"Third Uncle, Qingmo has come to take over your work."

Upon entering the room, Chen Qingmo bowed to a middle-aged man with graying temples.

Since the Chen family acquired this mine, Chen Mingli has been stationed here and has not returned for a long time.

"Oh, it's Qingmo. You've broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining?"

Feeling his nephew's aura, which was much stronger than his own, Chen Mingli was somewhat shocked.

Although the mines frequently exchanged information with the family, no one actually brought up Chen Qingmo's breakthrough.

"My nephew was lucky enough to obtain a spiritual fruit."

Chen Qingmo didn't explain much; his third uncle, being older, didn't care much about such things.

"Okay, I'll leave after you've studied with me for half a month."

Chen Mingli responded and began to handle the affairs related to the mine.

Half a month later, Chen Qingmo had become familiar with the whole process, and Chen Mingli returned to Tai Xuan Mountain.

From that day on, his life began to become more regular.

During the day, he handles daily affairs and travels back and forth between the village and the mine.

He meditates and cultivates at night, and occasionally goes to the mines to practice sword techniques.

Although the days were fulfilling, they were also very boring.

Fortunately, he was a cultivator and could endure it, and occasionally, troublesome monsters and wild beasts from the surrounding area would come to relieve his boredom.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and news came from the clan.

Chen Weilan has been diagnosed with spiritual roots and has entered Tai Xuan Mountain.

Although it only has four spiritual roots, it can cultivate the clan's foundation-building technique, Earth Mountain Technique, because its element is earth.

Chen Qingmo was quite pleased with this. He couldn't easily pass on his Green Mountain Sword Technique, and having his son possess a good skill would save him a lot of trouble.

Moreover, Chen Weilan prefers spears, so she may not necessarily be interested in swordsmanship.

He smiled softly and stopped thinking about it.

That day, Chen Qingmo went deep into the mine to inspect it. Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a deep crimson color in the corner of his eye.