Chapter 185: New Tripod

Night was approaching.

Wang Congwen finally rushed home.

Before even entering, he hoisted his throat and shouted, "Dad, Dad!"

"There's something urgent!"

"Urgent!"

Wang Congshang was eating dinner at that moment, and the sudden sound of his own son's voice made his swallowing pause.

Fortunately it was plain porridge, so after a slight swallow he wasn't choked.

Bang!

The door swung open, and Wang Congwen's face came into view:

"Dad! Something urgent!"

"What urgent matter? Acting all flustered, how dignified can you be?" Wang Congshang lifted his teacup to take a sip, when Wang Congwen replied:

"Li Lin is dead! And his younger brother too!"

Pfft!

Wang Congshang immediately spat the tea out, splashing several concubines in front of him.

He couldn't worry about anything else, hurriedly waved his hand to tell his wife and concubines to leave, then asked Wang Congwen:

"What exactly happened?"

"It's an acquaintance!"

"Acquaintance?!"

"Not exactly an acquaintance, it's a friend of an acquaintance!"

"Friend?!"

"Yes!"

"Stop wasting words with your old man."

"Alright." Wang Congwen sat beside him, raised his hand and pointed toward Zhongjia Village: "It's Zhong Kui's friend!"

"Zhong Kui's friend?!" Wang Congshang repeated the phrase, then slapped his thigh:

"Congwen, you have foresight; if we marry his little sister, the Wang family will surely get entangled!"

"Does anyone not know that the County Magistrate of Chongyun, the head of the Li family, is a relative of the Son of Heaven? Though a bit distant, he is still kin, so he can still hold the magistrate post!"

"Now his son has been killed; if we go to Jing Cheng to lodge a complaint… a small case is street murder, a big case is treason! At the very least it would mean exterminating three families!"

"Congwen, you........."

"Dad, I want to marry Zhong Xiao Mei."

"Not marrying is right; later we'll find a new… what?"

"I want to marry Zhong Xiao Mei." Wang Congwen said seriously, repeating it.

Wang Congshang's smile froze; after a long silence he finally spoke, his words as hard as iron that won't become steel: "Do you want the Wang family to become extinct?!"

"No."

"Then why?"

"The killer I mentioned is Zhong Kui's friend, and his friend is a Qi Refining practitioner, a cultivator."

"............ What?!"

A string of news made Wang Congshang completely lose control of his expression; his face still rigid, he asked:

"But a figure like Dao Master Qi Pingding of Louguan Dao?!"

Wang Congwen nodded: "Exactly, exactly."

"Listen to me, he.........."

After he relayed the information he heard from the lackey to Wang Congshang in detail, Wang Congshang slapped the table with a "pop":

"Tomorrow!"

"Congwen, tomorrow go to Zhongjia Village to propose! Whether it succeeds doesn't matter; the point is what to do, you should know?"

Wang Congwen patted his chest: "Father, you can rest assured I will handle it."

"Your son, I am a clever man!"

"Hmm." Wang Congshang didn't object to his words; his son was indeed clever, but refused to apply his mind to study, if he ever put some effort into reading..........

Never mind, descendants will have their own blessings.

Wang Congshang waved his hand: "Go ahead, this time you may take the money as you wish, just don't damage the foundation."

"Alright!"

Zhongjia Village.

"Brother Yu, am I very foolish?"

After his thirteenth failed breath‑drawing, Zhong Kui squatted on the ground, looking dejected as he asked Yu Lin a question.

Yu Lin stroked his chin and shook his head: "No."

"Brother Zhong, your situation is unique; you're the first I've seen."

"Your mortal physique is terribly weak, but with Soul Cultivation you can progress a thousand miles a day!"

"No need to rush; I'll find some methods that focus on Soul Cultivation for you."

"For today, that's enough; go rest."

He patted Zhong Kui's shoulder in comfort.

Zhong Kui nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Yu!"

He turned and walked to the bed, lying down, gazing at the bright moon and specks of falling snow outside the window, lost in thought.

He's still fine, he can cultivate Soul.

Zhong Xiao Mei completely lacks cultivation aptitude, so Yu Lin is calculating to find her another way to become stronger.

Since Yu Lin raised the indoor temperature, making it comfortable, she fell asleep early.

Yu Lin then went outside.

Outside, two figures were already waiting in the snow ahead.

Dragon Grandpa and Qilin.

Seeing Yu Lin come out, they immediately said, "Yu Lin, guess what we found?"

"What?"

"Cauldron! That Yongzhou Cauldron guy!"

"Huh? Where is it?"

"This is the key."

Dragon Grandpa raised his claw and pressed it to the ground: "That Five Finger Mountain below is the Yongzhou Cauldron."

"That Five Finger Mountain seals that whole region."

"If you want to take it out, you first have to move Five Finger Mountain."

Yu Lin: "........."

"It's nothing."

Dragon Grandpa raised an eyebrow: "Can you move it?"

Yu Lin shook his head: "I don't know."

"But we can go back to modern times, when there was no Five Finger Mountain, right?"

Upon hearing that, Dragon Grandpa slapped the Qilin's butt and praised: "Indeed! Yu Lin, I swear your IQ is definitely over 200, you're a genius!"

"Leave now?"

Yu Lin shook his head again: "No rush, let's go to Five Finger Mountain first; anyway, the Cauldron is placed there and won't run away."

"What are we going to do? Look at that monkey?"

"Yes."

"That works too."

Dragon Grandpa flew onto the Qilin's head, patted its head: "Let's go."

"Okay."

Yu Lin then rode the Qilin, and under their guidance, soon arrived at Five Finger Mountain.

Five Finger Mountain stood towering, its five peaks like giant fingers piercing the clouds.

The whole mountain exudes an ancient, unchanging stillness, as if it has existed since the creation of heaven and earth.

On the cliff wall is carved the seal of the six-syllable mantra — "Om mani padme hum".

The characters are ancient and unadorned, with no Golden Light shining, no auspicious clouds swirling; just six simple characters, yet they exude a solemn dignity that makes one's heart tremble.

Standing before the mountain, one can feel an intangible pressure, as if the whole heaven and earth are suppressing what lies beneath the mountain.

Yu Lin fell from the sky, and after taking just a few steps, he heard a call coming from the grass ahead:

"Young sir, young sir, come over quickly."