One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"This actually helped us a lot. With the surrounding area completely empty, it's much easier for us to get things done."

After listening to this well-organized report.

A satisfied smile appeared on Shen Yan's face.

"it is good."

Shen Yan tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, his tone unhurried:

"When we strike, we leave no trace. This is the foundation of our Shen family's enduring legacy."

He looked out the window at the majestic, snow-covered mountain range stretching into the distance.

An irrepressible greed gradually welled up in his eyes.

"What's the situation with that dragon now?" Shen Yan asked in a low voice.

Shen Yichen picked up the teapot and steadily poured Shen Yan a cup of hot tea.

"Ancestor, our people really can't figure out the extent of that dragon's current situation."

Shen Yichen put down the teapot, his words tinged with helplessness:

"Now, deep in those mountains, the sentries, both visible and hidden, are all made of weasels and hedgehogs that have become spirits."

"Those little creatures are very clever; they don't fight, but instead hide in the snowdrifts to keep watch."

If they detect even the slightest trace of a stranger, they will immediately run back through the tunnel to report it.

Shen Yichen shrugged.

"In order not to alert the enemy, I did not allow my men to forcibly explore inside."

Therefore, what exactly is going on at the core, and how well the dragon has recovered, remains completely unknown.

Hearing his great-grandson's report, Shen Yan did not get angry.

"If such a divinely created creature could be easily discovered, then it would be a fraud."

"However, since I have come in person, I am naturally very confident."

Shen Yan put down his teacup, raised his hand to straighten the cuffs of his sweater, and spoke calmly.

"For this trip to the border region, I brought the best talents from my clan."

"Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon after they've settled their belongings."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the door of the cabin was pushed open from the outside.

A gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in, causing the flames in the room to flicker for a while.

"Oh my God, is the wind in Northeast China like a knife? It hurts like it's cutting into my bones!"

Accompanied by a slightly aged complaint, a tall, thin figure walked in, trembling.

This person looked to be in their seventies or eighties, but they were dressed very fashionably.

He was wearing a thick down jacket, a scarf around his neck, and holding a hand warmer in his hands.

The eldest elder of the Shen family, Shen Que, is a top expert who is proficient in Qimen formations and divine control techniques.

Following behind Shen Que was a burly, cold-faced middle-aged man with short hair.

Shen Zhong, head of the Shen family's punishment hall.

Compared to the Grand Elder's fear of the cold, Shen Zhong seemed much more resistant to it.

He was wearing only a thin black turtleneck sweater and carrying a heavy silver suitcase.

"Grandfather. Third Young Master."

Shen Zhong stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Close the door quickly, all the heat is escaping."

Shen Que stomped the snow off his feet and walked unceremoniously to the fireplace, warming his frozen hands by the fire.

"Ancestor, couldn't you have come when spring was in full bloom?"

"My rheumatism and bone pain have become unbearable torment in this land of white mountains and black waters."

Seeing his complaints, Shen Yan not only didn't blame him, but instead smiled and pointed to the sofa next to him:

"Alright, stop complaining. Have some hot tea to warm yourself up."

Shen Yichen was used to this and got up to personally pour tea for the two elders.

"Grandpa, with you and Uncle Chong personally taking charge, we can finally rest assured about this trip to Changbai Mountain."

Shen Yichen smiled and offered a cup of tea.

"Say fewer nice things."

Shen Que took the teacup, took a big gulp, sighed contentedly, and then turned to look at Shen Yichen:

“Kid, you’ve been skiing here for two months, you can’t just have found out that you can’t get in, can you? I don’t want to be wandering around in the snow like a headless fly.”

Faced with his elders' probing, Shen Yichen calmly walked to the table and picked up a thick folder.

"Don't worry, I've certainly been busy these past few dozen days."

Shen Yichen opened the folder and found a stack of densely packed engineering exploration reports inside.

“The methods of shamans are easy to detect, but shamans cannot prevent ordinary people’s business activities.”

Shen Yichen pointed to the report and explained it clearly and logically:

"I acquired a local geological exploration company in full under the name of Changqing Group."

Under the guise of investigating new geothermal resources in Changbai Mountain, we legitimately dispatched a professional exploration team to the surrounding area.

Using state-of-the-art deep-sea sonar and ground-penetrating radar, the geological veins within a fifty-mile radius were thoroughly analyzed.

He pulled out a three-dimensional perspective view from the report and laid it on the coffee table.

"Grandpa, look. The core water veins of Changbai Mountain have a very unique course..."

Chapter 470 Instantly Killing the Azure-Scaled Giant Python

The next morning.

The wind and snow deep in Changbai Mountain have subsided somewhat.

At the edge of the dense forest behind the villa, more than twenty men in diving suits stood silently in a line.

These people were all handpicked by the Shen family's inner circle.

Each person carried a sealed black waterproof box, their breathing long and steady.

Shen Yichen stood at the front of the line, holding a tablet in his hand.

Today he also changed into a set of smart diving gear, but he also wore a windproof jacket over it.

"Grandpa, the route has been confirmed."

Shen Yichen zoomed in on the 3D drawing on the screen and pointed it out to Shen Que, who was sticking heat packs on his body:

"Go down into the crack under the icefall ahead, and walk down about 300 meters to connect to an underground river."

"This water vein is like the appendix of Changbai Mountain. It is usually turbulent and dark, and even wild animals that have become spirits are unwilling to go in, which is a good way to avoid the eyes and ears of the hedgehogs and foxes on the ground."

Shen Que was wrapped in a thick diving suit, making him look somewhat bulky.

He tugged at his tight collar, clearly annoyed, and exhaled a puff of white breath:

"You young people are working with high technology, which makes finding your way really convenient."

But wearing this rubber suit on an old man like me is like torture; it's so tight it makes my old bones creak and groan.

"Second Uncle, it's freezing cold after you go into the water. At least this clothing can keep your body heat in."

Shen Zhong stood to the side, examining an intricately crafted short blade in his hand, and offered a word of advice in a calm tone.

"Alright, second brother, save your energy for underwater later."

Shen Yan had already left the wooden house at some point.

He wasn't wearing a tight-fitting diving suit; he was still wearing a seemingly thin, moon-white long robe.

However, a faint layer of true qi flowed across the surface of the long robe, keeping all the falling snowflakes at least three inches away.

Shen Yan walked to the front of the group, his gaze sweeping over the twenty elite family members, and nodded slightly.

"You all know the rules, so I won't waste my breath."

"Once you enter this underground water vein, completely conceal your energy. If anyone leaks even the slightest trace, disturbing the dragon above..."

Shen Yan's tone was soft, yet carried an undeniable chill:

"Then he should stay underwater and become a water ghost, so as not to jeopardize the family's grand plan."

The twenty men bowed their heads in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized, without making a sound.

"Set off."

With Shen Yan's command, the team, like a long gray snake, orderly slipped into the hidden crevice of the icefall.

……

The underground river world is perpetually shrouded in darkness, filled with a damp, pungent, earthy smell.

The rushing groundwater crashed against the rock walls, creating a deafening roar.

Shen Yichen turned on his waterproof headlamp, and the faint beam of light swept across the dark cave, barely illuminating the slippery rocks ahead.

"Grandpa, it's your turn now."

Shen Yichen stopped at the edge of the water and turned to look at Shen Que.

The water is not only fast-flowing, but it also contains the rich earth energy of Changbai Mountain.

If they were to jump in directly and forcefully reverse the flow of Qi, the resulting fluctuations would definitely not escape the perception of the ancestor in the Heavenly Pool.

"That's what we've been waiting for."

Although Shen Que complained incessantly on the shore, his eyes immediately became focused when it came to using his skills.