Chapter 42: Master Du Le
A Level 9 expert was an extremely rare existence, even in the vast territory of China.
Currently, there were only four of them.
The last one was an old man with white hair in a Confucian robe. He was also seated at the main seat of the main tent. Zhao Hao could feel a strong sense of righteousness from the old man.
It was clear that this was the official representative; even Ma Zhuisheng was sitting in a secondary seat.
Soon, Zhao Hao found Bai Bing. She was sitting in front of a sand table, discussing something with her colleagues.
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Zhao Hao’s hearing was naturally very good, and he could hear their conversation instantly.
“Senior Colonel Bai, we’ve already transported 100 Dongfeng 51 strategic nukes and placed them around the Qin Mausoleum. As long as there’s a large number of oddities rushing out of it, we have the ability to ferry them over to the Underworld physically.”
A researcher was speaking to Bai Bing.
“Have you calculated how powerful the explosion of these 100 nukes will be? What kind of impact will it have on the entire Mount Li? Will it affect other areas? And how much pollution will it cause?”
Bai Bing frowned deeply. It was the most helpless decision as to whether to use the nukes or to deal a physical blow. After all, the damage they would cause would be too great, especially when they were used in China’s central plains.
“According to the current data of the Dongfeng 51 nuke, after detonating 10 nukes, the entire Mount Li will disappear from the map. The ground will be blasted into a 1-kilometer deep pit. The explosion range and the temperature within a 100-kilometer radius will be as high as 5 million degrees Celsius. In theory, we have the confidence to blow up the Qin Mausoleum,” a middle-aged officer said to Bai Bing.
Bai Bing remained silent.
This was a last-minute plan. If the army of paranormals weren’t enough to obliterate the Qin Mausoleum, this would be the only way to prevent the anomalies from spreading.
Zhao Hao called out to Bai Bing directly. “Bai Bing, I have some important information here. Come here for a moment.”
In an instant, everyone in the tent turned their eyes to Zhao Hao.
The representatives of the major divisions were all present, and none of them was weak. They all became serious after realizing that Zhao Hao was also a Level 7 paranormal.
The information of a Level 7 paranormal was very reliable.
“Eh? Zhao Hao? You came so quickly?” Bai Bing was slightly surprised by Zhao Hao’s call.
In Bai Bing’s mind, Zhao Hao wasn’t the type of person who would rush over unless it was the last moment.
“Yes. Since we are all here, I’ll tell you what I know. I have a Daoist legacy, and according to the records, it was possible to cultivate during the time of Great Qin. All of you should be able to sense that the Spiritual Qi in our world is already recovering. During the Qin dynasty’s reign, the Spiritual Qi was much denser than it is now. As a result, the cultivators at that time, which were paranormals like us, were all very powerful.”
After Zhao Hao said this, the expressions of many people turned ugly.
No one was an idiot. If the Spiritual Qi’s concentration was even denser a few thousand years ago than it was now, then there would be many experts. Furthermore, the Qin Mausoleum, which was built with the power of a nation, would be a terrifying existence.
“Furthermore, the Qin Mausoleum’s location is also very particular. Back then, Emperor Shi intentionally caused the death of the Second Generation of the Qin…”
“What!?”
“How is that possible?”
“How could an emperor that painstakingly established their empire destroy it intentionally?”
“…”
Many people were suspicious of Zhao Hao’s report. They had never heard of such a thing before. How could an emperor insist on destroying his own empire?
Zhao Hao ignored these people’s doubts and said directly.
“At that time, Emperor Shi had an even grander plan. He used the power of the entire country to build the Qin Mausoleum. He used feng shui and many other methods to destroy the kingdom’s Dragon Veins. As a result, Great Qin’s Dragon Veins became the Yin Dragon Vein, and he became the Yin Emperor.
“If it weren’t for the arrival of the Chaos Era that prevented them from coming out, the entire history would have been rewritten.”
As soon as he said this, everyone present fell into a state of shock.
Destroying the Dragon Veins of a country, transforming the Yin Dragon Veins, and becoming the Yin Emperor was indeed something that Emperor Shi, who had unified the six states, could do.
Upon thinking about how powerful the Dragon Veins of a country were, with all sorts of blessings, it was likely that the bizarre things that kept popping in the Qin Mausoleum were due to a terrifying existence that had never been seen before.
At that moment, the pot-bellied monk said to Zhao Hao with a smile, “Amitabha! Benefactor, you said that you obtained this information from the Daoist inheritance. I wonder what inheritance it is?”
Zhao Hao could tell that this monk was extremely close to him with a glance. He gave off the feeling that he was your best friend, family member, and Master. Zhao Hao subconsciously wanted to tell the truth that he was the successor of Daoist Trinity.
“Ahem, Master Du Le, this young friend has a close relationship with the founder of Mount Longhu. This young friend has indeed obtained our sect’s inheritance.”
A soft sound shook Zhao Hao awake. It was the Celestial Master of Mount Longhu. Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth and helped Zhao Hao out of his predicament.
Zhao Hao unconsciously took a step back. The stinky monk in front of him had just tricked him and almost exposed his ident.i.ty as the successor of Daoist Trinity.
On second thought, Zhao Hao could not help but become even more furious. He still had the innate talent of a Born Arhat. It was clearly written on it that he was the successor of Buddha. He would find a chance to return the favor to this monk in the future.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hao used the Illusion-Breaking Divine Eyes on Monk Du Le, and numerous messages appeared in front of him.
Name: Du Le
Race: Human
Cultivation: Mid-Stage Nascent Soul
Introduction: The Abbot of the White Horse Temple. He has profound Buddhist knowledge, is proficient in several kinds of Buddhist divine abilities, has several Buddhist treasures, and has powerful innate spiritual power. He is currently comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Seeing that his spiritual power was comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhao Hao couldn’t help but smack his lips.
‘As expected! No wonder I fell for this monk’s trick just now.’
Even with many talents, he was a mere mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and there was still a huge gap between him and a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
“Your news came at the right time. At present, we have yet to fight in the Qin Mausoleum. There is still a lot of room for manipulation.”
Ma Zhuisheng was very satisfied with Zhao Hao’s information. In order to gather information about the Qin Mausoleum, he had taken the risk and rushed in alone.
However, he had only seen the magnificent underground Xianyang City in the distance before he was slapped out.
“I guess that’s how it is. There are records in my Confucian legacy that the Supreme Sages and quasi-Sages could even traverse the universe and create a world in books. However, the Sages had no choice but to leave after entering the Vipralopa World.
“Now that the Spiritual Qi has suddenly recovered and the mausoleum of Emperor Shi has opened, I wonder if this is a blessing or a curse.”