Chapter 438: The World’s Dragon Veins

The little old man didn’t respond. He kept his head down and led Shui Miao toward his office.

Originally, Shui Miao had thought the old man might possess some rare treasure. But after scanning with his spiritual sense, he found nothing particularly unusual.

The old man’s office was quite ordinary—small and shabbily furnished.

Once the old man shut the door tightly, he went to fiddle with a bookshelf, pushing it aside to reveal an iron door. He took out a key, unlocked it, and led Shui Miao inside. To his surprise, it was a cave—though only about the size of a regular room. Inside stood a large steel cabinet containing a white stone.

Shui Miao couldn’t sense any spiritual energy from the stone.

As the old man pulled out a metal rack from the cabinet, Shui Miao couldn’t help but chuckle. “Old man, are you losing your mind? Did you really think I was some clueless idiot? Trying to fool me with just a stone? You must really have no respect for me at all!”

The old man, with his beady rat-like eyes, glanced at Shui Miao, then pulled out a large hammer from the cabinet. He swung it with all his might and struck the stone. Immediately, a metallic clang rang out, the hammer bounced back, and the old man stumbled backward, nearly falling over.

“Huh?”

Shui Miao was puzzled. That sound wasn’t right—how could a stone sound like metal?

The old man took a breath, still silent, then pulled out a lighter and began heating the stone. As the white stone was exposed to the flame, it suddenly turned blood-red. But immediately afterward, the old man hastily stepped back—the area just heated erupted into a jet of flame! The flame vanished as quickly as it appeared. Shui Miao rushed forward to inspect it, but found no hollow space or even a crack beneath the stone.

Strange! How could this stone be so miraculous?

The little old man didn’t respond. He lowered his head and led Shui Miao toward his office.

At first, Shui Miao thought the old man might possess some rare treasure, but after sensing with his spiritual awareness, he found nothing particularly special.

The old man’s office was quite ordinary, seemingly small and rather shabby.

The old man closed the door tightly and began fiddling with a bookshelf. Pushing it aside, Shui Miao saw an iron door. The old man took out a key, unlocked it, and led Shui Miao inside. To his surprise, it was a cave, though only about the size of an ordinary room. Inside stood a massive steel cabinet containing a white stone.

Shui Miao sensed no spiritual energy emanating from the stone.

When the old man pulled out the iron rack from the cabinet, Shui Miao couldn’t help but laugh. “Old man, have you lost your mind? Do you think I’m some clueless fool? Trying to trick me with a mere stone—you must not take me seriously at all.”

The old man shot Shui Miao a sly, rat-like glance, then took out a large hammer from the cabinet. Swinging it with full force, he struck the stone. Instantly, the stone emitted a metallic clang, rebounding the hammer so forcefully that the old man was thrown back against the wall, nearly stumbling.

“Huh?”

Shui Miao was puzzled. The sound was off—how could a stone produce a metallic noise?

The old man took a deep breath and, without a word, pulled out a lighter and held it to the stone. Before their eyes, the white stone suddenly turned blood-red. But then the old man quickly stepped back as the heated area shot out a burst of flames! The flames vanished as quickly as they appeared. Shui Miao hurriedly inspected the stone and found no hollow space beneath it—not even a crack.

How strange! This stone was truly miraculous.

Shui Miao was astonished. He had spread his spiritual awareness to probe it and found it to be an utterly ordinary stone. How could it produce such a wondrous reaction? Could it be that the stone contained immortal power far beyond his cultivation level, making it undetectable to him?

With this thought, Shui Miao placed his hand on the stone and channeled spiritual energy into it.

The old man immediately rushed over, waving his hands. “This stone counteracts any force. Touching it is useless—the force isn’t strong enough for it to bother retaliating. Let me tell you, this is a one-of-a-kind stone in this world, priceless beyond measure. I’ll give it to you, and you let me off the hook. How about that?”

Halfway through channeling spiritual energy into the stone, Shui Miao felt it blocked by an unknown force—one entirely unfamiliar to him.

“Heh, old man, you really know how to spin a tale. Your hotel is worth two million at most, yet you claim this stone is priceless. Now you’re telling me you’d rather give away something invaluable than see your two-million hotel suffer? Are you truly foolish, or do you think I’m even more foolish than you?” Shui Miao feigned anger and slapped the stone, sending a wave of soul-devouring force into it.

“Uh… heh, young master, you’ve misunderstood. I would never call you foolish. I have a few smaller pieces of this stone, so giving you one isn’t a big loss, right?” The old man grinned obsequiously, his insincerity written all over his face.

The soul-devouring force seeped into the stone without encountering any resistance, slowly corroding and consuming the unusual energy within.

Delighted, Shui Miao split his focus, simultaneously probing the old man’s thoughts.

To his surprise, he discovered that the old man knew a secret: hidden within a cave was a fissure passage deep inside Mount Everest. Following this fissure to its deepest point would lead to many, many such stones—not just a few small pieces, but two entire mountains!

This trip had definitely been worth it!

As Shui Miao withdrew a trace of his soul-devouring force, he realized the energy within the stone could directly enhance his spiritual cultivation.

Could it be a supremely rare spiritual vein?

Though uncertain of its nature or what it truly was, Shui Miao was sure of one thing: it could genuinely aid his cultivation and elevate his power.

Just as he was about to channel all his soul-devouring force into the stone, the mysterious energy within suddenly collapsed, scattering in all directions. Shocked to find the energy attempting to escape, Shui Miao urgently controlled his soul-devouring force to envelop it, forcibly drawing it into his Saint Origin Ring.

*Bang!*

The white stone split apart with a loud crack, turning into two gray broken pieces.

All the miraculous energy within had been absorbed into Shui Miao’s Saint Origin Ring.

In truth, the energy inside the stone wasn’t abundant—when dispersed, it felt vast, but gathered together, it was only about the size of an egg.

“Ah!?”

The old man was utterly stunned. “How did this happen? How did it break? What did you do to it?”

Shui Miao frowned. “I merely touched it. You hit it so hard with a hammer earlier, and it was fine. How could a simple touch break it? Oh! Now I remember—it must have been damaged by your heavy hammer strike. Anyway, let’s drop that. Now, I’d like to ask: do you still intend to give me this broken stone?”

“This… this…”

The old man was at a loss for words. He suddenly felt he had truly encountered a living ancestor today!

Shui Miao turned to leave, with the old man following closely behind.

As he walked, Shui Miao said calmly, “Forget it. I don’t want to make things too difficult for you. I’ll compromise. As long as you write a guarantee promising never to cheat your customers again, I’ll let you off. But if I catch you deceiving anyone even once, you must willingly transfer this hotel to me. If you refuse, I have a hundred ways to make you regret it.”

“Fine, I agree. I’ll write it now…”

This solution was acceptable to the old man—he’d just have to stop cheating people from now on.

Without another word, Shui Miao returned to his seat. While channeling his soul-devouring force to refine the peculiar energy in his Saint Origin Ring, he recalled the fissure cave the old man knew about. The cave was extremely deep, likely reaching into the very heart of Mount Everest. Under normal circumstances, for a treasure hidden deep within a mountain in the mortal world, what else could it be but an supremely rare spiritual vein?

Wait!

Why would such a spiritual vein exist inside Mount Everest?

Could it be…?

Shui Miao’s thoughts raced. According to the principles of feng shui, every dragon vein had a protective domain.

Mount Everest was the world’s highest peak—the dragon vein hidden within must be immense! Whoever obtained it and buried their ancestors’ remains at its vital point would essentially gain the protection of the world’s foremost dragon vein. Wouldn’t that mean the descendants of those remains could become the rulers of the world?

Damn!

This trip had truly been worth it!!

Suddenly, Shui Miao felt a stir within—the miraculous energy in his Saint Origin Ring had been completely devoured and refined by his soul-devouring force.

With this thought, he placed his hand on the stone and channeled his spiritual energy into it.

The old man quickly stepped forward, waving his hands. “This stone will counter any force applied to it. Touching it with your hand won’t work—it doesn’t bother retaliating if the force is too weak. Let me tell you this: this is a one-of-a-kind stone in the world, worth a fortune. I’ll give it to you if you spare me. How about that?”

Halfway into the stone, the spiritual energy was abruptly blocked by an unknown force.

Shui Miao had never encountered this kind of force before.

“Hehe,” Shui Miao said mockingly. “You really think you can fool me? Your hotel is worth at most two million, yet you claim this stone is priceless. Now you’re telling me you’d rather give away something priceless than risk losing a mere two million? Are you just stupid, or do you think I’m even more stupid?”

With that, Shui Miao pretended to be angry, slammed his hand on the stone, and sent a surge of Spirit-Devouring Force into it.

“Ah… hehe, young master, you misunderstood me! How could I think you’re stupid? I actually have a few smaller pieces of this stone, so giving you one doesn’t hurt me at all!” The old man smiled with fake sincerity, clearly lying through his teeth.

The Spirit-Devouring Force entered the stone without resistance and began slowly corroding and consuming the strange energy within.

Delighted, Shui Miao simultaneously used his mind to probe the old man’s thoughts.

To his shock, he discovered the old man knew a secret: deep within a cave, hidden inside Mount Everest, was a fissure passage. Following this passage deep into the mountain, one would eventually find not just a few stones like this, but two entire mountains made of them!

So he had come to the right place after all!

Shui Miao withdrew a bit of the Spirit-Devouring Force and realized the energy within the stone could directly enhance his spiritual cultivation!

Could this be an ultra-rare spiritual vein?

Shui Miao couldn’t determine the stone’s nature or what it was exactly, but he was certain—it could help him cultivate and boost his powers.

Just as he was about to channel all his Spirit-Devouring Force into the stone, he suddenly felt the mysterious energy inside violently collapse and scatter in all directions. Sensing this strange force trying to escape, Shui Miao was startled. In a rush, he controlled the Spirit-Devouring Force to wrap around it, forcibly drawing it into his Holy Origin Ring.

“Boom!”

The white stone exploded, splitting into two gray fragments.

All the mysterious energy inside had been completely absorbed into Shui Miao’s Holy Origin Ring.

In reality, the stone didn’t contain much energy. Though it felt immense when scattered, when gathered, it was only about the size of an egg.

“Ahh!?”

The old man was stunned. “How could this happen? Why did it break? What did you do to it!?”

Shui Miao frowned. “I just touched it. You hit it with a hammer earlier and nothing happened. How could just touching it break it? Oh! Wait, maybe it was because you hit it too hard just now, so you ended up damaging it. Anyway, do you still plan to give me this broken stone?”

“This… this…”

The old man didn’t know what to say. He suddenly felt like he had just met his ancestor from the grave.

Shui Miao turned to leave, and the old man followed closely behind.

As he walked, Shui Miao said lightly, “Forget it, I won’t push you too hard. I’ll compromise. Just write a promise that you’ll never rip off customers again, and I’ll let you go. But if I ever catch you cheating someone—even once—you’ll have to willingly transfer ownership of this place to me. If you refuse, I have a hundred ways to make your life miserable.”

“Okay, I agree! I’ll write it right away…”

This solution was acceptable to the old man—after all, he just had to stop ripping people off.

The little old man didn’t respond. He lowered his head and led Shui Miao toward his office.

At first, Shui Miao thought the old man might possess some rare treasure, but after sensing with his spiritual awareness, he found nothing particularly special.

The old man’s office was quite ordinary, seemingly small and rather shabby.

The old man closed the door tightly and went to fiddle with one of his bookshelves. Pushing it aside, Shui Miao saw an iron door. The old man took out a key, unlocked it, and led Shui Miao inside. To his surprise, it was a cave, though only about the size of an ordinary room. Inside stood a massive steel cabinet, and within the cabinet was a white stone.

Shui Miao sensed no spiritual energy from the stone.

When the old man pulled out the iron frame from the cabinet, Shui Miao couldn’t help but laugh. “Old man, have you lost your mind? Do you think I’m some clueless fool? Trying to trick me with a mere stone—you must really not take me seriously.”

The old man glanced at Shui Miao with his shifty, rat-like eyes, then took out a large hammer from the cabinet. Swinging it with full force, he struck the stone. Instantly, the stone emitted a metallic clang, rebounding the hammer so forcefully that the old man was thrown back against the wall, nearly stumbling.

“Huh?”

Shui Miao was puzzled. The sound was off—how could a stone produce a metallic noise?

The old man took a deep breath and, without a word, pulled out a lighter and held it to the stone. The white stone suddenly turned blood-red, but the old man quickly stepped back as flames shot out from the heated spot! The flames vanished as quickly as they appeared. Shui Miao hurriedly inspected the stone and found no hollow space beneath it, not even a crack.

How strange! This stone was truly remarkable.

Shui Miao was baffled. His spiritual awareness had detected nothing unusual—it seemed like an ordinary stone. How could it produce such a miraculous reaction? Could it be that the stone contained immortal energy far beyond his cultivation level, making it undetectable to him?

With this thought, Shui Miao placed his hand on the stone and channeled spiritual energy into it.

The old man immediately rushed over, waving his hands. “This stone counteracts any force. Touching it is useless—the force isn’t strong enough for it to bother retaliating. Let me tell you, this is a one-of-a-kind stone, priceless beyond measure. I’ll give it to you, and you let me off the hook. How about that?”

Halfway through channeling his spiritual energy into the stone, Shui Miao felt it blocked by an unknown force—one entirely unfamiliar to him.

“Heh, old man, you really know how to spin a tale. Your hotel is worth two million at most, yet you claim this stone is priceless. Tell me, why would you rather give away something priceless than see your two-million hotel suffer? Are you truly foolish, or do you think I’m even more foolish than you?” Shui Miao feigned anger and slapped the stone, sending a wave of devouring spiritual energy into it.

“Uh… heh, young master, you misunderstand. I would never call you foolish. I have a few smaller pieces of this stone, so giving you one isn’t a big loss, right?” The old man grinned obsequiously, his insincerity obvious.

The devouring spiritual energy seeped into the stone without triggering any counteraction, slowly corroding and consuming the unusual energy within.

Delighted, Shui Miao split his focus, simultaneously probing the old man’s thoughts.

To his surprise, he discovered that the old man knew a secret: hidden within a cave was a fissure passage deep inside Mount Everest. Following this passage to its deepest point would lead to many such stones—not just a few small pieces, but two entire mountains!

This trip had been worth it after all!

As Shui Miao withdrew a trace of his devouring energy, he realized the energy within the stone could directly enhance his spiritual cultivation.

Could it be a supreme-grade spiritual vein?

Though unsure of its nature or what it truly was, Shui Miao was certain it could aid his cultivation and elevate his power.

Just as he was about to channel all his devouring energy into the stone, the mysterious energy within suddenly disintegrated, scattering in all directions. Shocked to sense the energy attempting to escape, Shui Miao urgently controlled his devouring energy to envelop it and forcibly drew it into his Saint Origin Ring.

*Bang!*

The white stone split apart, turning into two gray broken pieces.

All the miraculous energy within the stone had been absorbed into Shui Miao’s Saint Origin Ring.

In truth, the energy inside the stone wasn’t abundant—scattered, it felt vast, but gathered, it was only about the size of an egg.

“Ah?!”

The old man was stunned. “How did this happen? How did it break? What did you do to it?”

Shui Miao frowned. “I only touched it. You hit it so hard with a hammer and it was fine—how could my touch break it? Oh! I remember now—it must have been damaged when you struck it earlier. Never mind that. Now, let me ask you: do you still intend to give me this broken stone?”

“This… this…”

The old man was at a loss for words. He suddenly felt he had truly encountered a living ancestor today!

Shui Miao turned to leave, with the old man following closely behind.

As he walked, Shui Miao said calmly, “Forget it. I don’t want to make things too difficult for you. I’ll compromise. As long as you write a guarantee promising never to cheat your guests again, I’ll let you off. But if I catch you deceiving anyone even once, you must willingly transfer this hotel to me. If you refuse, I have a hundred ways to end you.”

“Fine, I agree. I’ll write it now…”

This solution was acceptable to the old man—he’d just have to stop cheating people from now on.

Without another word, Shui Miao returned to his seat. While channeling his devouring energy to refine the special energy in his Saint Origin Ring, he recalled the fissure cave the old man knew about. The cave was extremely deep, likely reaching deep into the heart of Mount Everest. Under normal circumstances, for a treasure hidden deep within a mountain in the mortal world, what else could it be but a supreme-grade spiritual vein?

Wait!

Why would such a spiritual vein exist inside Mount Everest?

Could it be…?

Shui Miao’s thoughts raced. According to feng shui principles, every dragon vein had a protective domain.

Mount Everest was the world’s highest peak—the dragon vein hidden within it must be immense! Whoever obtained it and buried their ancestors’ remains at its vital point would essentially gain the protection of the world’s foremost dragon vein. Wouldn’t that mean the descendants of those remains could become the rulers of the world?

Damn!

This trip was truly worth it!!

Suddenly, Shui Miao felt a stir in his heart as he sensed the miraculous energy in his Saint Origin Ring being completely devoured and refined by his devouring spiritual energy.

Wait a second!

Why would there be such a spiritual vein inside Mount Everest?

Could it be…

Shui Miao’s mind raced. According to feng shui principles, dragon veins always protected their surroundings.

Mount Everest was the highest peak in the world—how massive must the dragon vein hidden inside it be? Whoever obtained it, whoever buried their ancestor’s remains at the vital point of this colossal dragon vein, would essentially gain the protection of the world’s most powerful dragon vein. Wouldn’t that ancestor’s descendants then become the rulers of the world?

Wow!

He really had come to the right place this time!

Suddenly, Shui Miao sensed something again—this mysterious energy inside his Holy Origin Ring had now been completely devoured and absorbed by the Spirit-Devouring Force.