Chapter 704 - 355: Skeleton in the Cave

Chapter 704: Chapter 355: Skeleton in the Cave

A moment later, Cheng Zongyang arrived before a building called the Daoist Collection Pavilion.

It was a three-story wooden pavilion with intricately carved beams and painted rafters.

He went up to test it and found no protective Arrays. That saved him a lot of trouble.

He pushed the door open and looked inside. The room was filled with bookshelves, all of them lined with books.

’Just as I thought, a library. This is a real windfall.’ Cheng Zongyang suppressed his excitement and began to browse the books.

After so many years, even though the entire Sect had a protective Array, it was still beyond his expectations that these books were so well-preserved.

Then he discovered traces of protective Arrays on the bookshelves themselves. Many of the Array runes had dimmed and worn away, their Spiritual Qi having long dissipated, and he understood.

This also saved him the effort of breaking the Restrictions.

He found quite a few Dao Scriptures on the shelves; they were the most numerous books here.

There were also some Cultivation Techniques, Daoist Skills, and Magic Techniques of different Tiers.

He casually flipped through a book on a shelf. It was a Tier Three Cultivation Technique, such as the *Cyan Profound Sword Technique*, the *Mysterious Spirit Heart Method*, and the *Demon Extermination Scripture*.

’Ding Xing would be thrilled to see these.’

Cheng Zongyang smiled and put the book back in its place. Many of the books here were related to Cultivation.

These Cultivation Technique books, while of little value to him, were undoubtedly a huge fortune for the Immortal City and the Hall of Ten Thousand Races.

They could greatly increase the number of books in the Hall of Ten Thousand Races’ Cultivation Technique Room.

He thought for a moment and decided not to take everything right now. After all, he still didn’t know if there were any hidden mechanisms.

It wouldn’t be too late to do it when he was about to leave.

This was also to avoid moving these things and triggering some other mechanism, causing an accident before he had seen much else.

Next, Cheng Zongyang went to the Alchemy Room.

Inside the Alchemy Room were various Alchemy Furnaces and shelves for Medicinal Materials. Unfortunately, due to the passage of time, many of the Spirit Medicines on the shelves had long since lost their Spiritual Qi and withered, leaving only a few seeds.

Cheng Zongyang looked at the seeds. He initially thought about collecting them to give to Zhang Jinquan for research, hoping they could one day cultivate precious Spirit Medicines. After all, he had already developed a special Spiritual Liquid for that very purpose, which could both accelerate the growth of Spirit Medicines and enhance their vitality.

But he suppressed the thought, deciding to finish exploring the place first.

’Everything’s still here. It’s not going anywhere.’

Next, Cheng Zongyang continued to explore the important places he had detected with his Divine Sense.

Besides the Martial Arts Arena, the Daoist Collection Pavilion, and the Alchemy Room, the Cyan Profound Sect also had disciple dormitories, warehouses, and training rooms.

The disciple dormitories were simple and clean. Although empty, one could still see traces of the lives of the Cyan Profound Sect disciples from long ago.

The kitchen had some simple cooking utensils, while the warehouse was filled with various miscellaneous items, Weapons, grain, and even some gold, silver, and Jade Artifacts.

Although the quantity was not large, it showed that they also used mortal currency. This also indicated they were not truly reclusive and cut off from the outside world, but still went down the mountain to interact with the common folk.

And from the items in these warehouses, one could also see that they were not high and mighty Cultivators, detached from the mortal world.

Finally, he arrived at a training room. After a brief inspection, Cheng Zongyang frowned.

The training room was not a combat area, but a place for meditation.

There were only ten meditation cushions here, and in front of them hung a scroll painting depicting a seemingly ordinary landscape of mountains and rivers.

’Why are there only ten cushions?’ Cheng Zongyang murmured in confusion. ’Can only ten people enter at a time?’

With doubt in his heart, Cheng Zongyang looked around a bit more before slowly exiting the training room.

He continued to move through the various buildings, constantly examining the items, his curiosity growing about what had happened here in the past.

This place was too far from the Immortal City, so it held little practical value for him. The only things that interested him were the items he could take with him.

After exploring all the buildings, Cheng Zongyang, who had reached the summit, was about to turn back and start collecting items when his Divine Sense suddenly discovered a location.

It was a secluded path behind the summit, leading down to a small cave. If the path hadn’t been so distinct, he really wouldn’t have noticed it.

He immediately headed down the mountain towards the path.

A moment later, Cheng Zongyang arrived in front of the small cave. Beside it stood a Stone Stele.

—Ancestral Land - No Entry!

’The Cyan Profound Sect’s Ancestral Land?’

Cheng Zongyang was quite surprised.

An Ancestral Land was usually a Sect’s most important place, and it was highly likely to hide some unknown secrets or important Treasures.

To him, this was all a familiar trope.

He probed with his Divine Sense, but, as expected, it was Shielded. He couldn’t sense anything inside.

Cheng Zongyang withdrew his Divine Sense, carefully placed one foot inside the cave, and was not blocked.

This surprised him, so he walked in.

The moment he entered, he was met not with a scent of decay and age, but with a clear, spiritual aura that washed over him.

At the same time, he discovered that this Ancestral Land was completely different from what he had imagined.

Inside was just a simple cave, like the ones he had dug for himself in the Cultivation Immortality Realm.

The expected blocking Arrays and defensive Restrictions were not there. The expected furniture and items were not there. The expected Magical Artifacts, Magical Treasures, coffins, statues, spirit tablets, and so on were also not there.

All that remained was a skeleton, seated on a cushion, having passed away in meditation.