Chapter 362: Chapter 79: The Fusang Divine Tree, The Hidden Chamber
“Long Hu, you have to be careful.” Facing the excited little fox, Long Long said seriously, “Don’t forget what I said earlier, a treasure chamber like this is likely to have defense mechanisms and traps for guarding it.”
“But.” Long Hu asked, puzzled, “Since the chamber can only be opened with the Golden Crow True Fire Fan, what’s the point of setting up defense mechanisms inside it?”
“You just said, Long Long, that the Golden Crow True Fire Fan is likely an heirloom passed down from chieftain to chieftain. So, if a powerful enemy managed to take the fan from the hands of a chieftain, how could any defense mechanism the chieftain set up here possibly trap an enemy of that caliber?”
“Ah, that…” Long Long was slightly tongue-tied for a moment but quickly used the agile thinking honed through years of dealing with the Kunlun Mirror and replied very cleverly, “You’re doing well to think of this.”
“However, aside from the chieftain, the Demon Race might also have higher-ranking cultivators like supreme elders or ancient ancestors. The chieftain is responsible for wielding the clan’s power, whereas the ancient ancestors represent the highest strength of the clan.”
“If a formidable enemy takes the Golden Crow True Fire Fan from the chieftain, then it would be quite reasonable for an even stronger ancient ancestor to set up restrictions here.”
“Indeed.” Long Hu nodded thoughtfully, “But if it were such a formidable ancient ancestor of the Demon Race who set up the restrictions here, wouldn’t we basically be unable to detect them? Even if we did discover them, we wouldn’t be able to deal with them, would we?”
“Enough, Long Hu.” Left almost speechless, Long Long forcefully replied, “I was just saying that you shouldn’t ignore the possibility, that doesn’t mean it will or will not happen. You just need to humbly listen to the elders’ experiences.”
Long Hu wanted to say more, but Long Long lifted her up by the scruff of her neck, reached under her skirt, pulled out her fluffy tail, stroked it a few times, and she collapsed angrily into Long Long’s arms, unable to speak.
After a brief moment of tenderness between them, Long Long learned his lesson and said to Ah Jing:
“Ah Jing, scan it.”
“There are no traps or restrictions.” The Kunlun Mirror replied.
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“Mm, I’ve already confirmed that.” Long Long said with a smile, “There are no mechanisms here.”
“I told you so.” Long Hu muttered under her breath, then eagerly rushed in.
The hidden chamber was not big, and a glance around revealed only three items:
On the left was a wooden tube, on the right a lamp, and directly in front lay a roll of bamboo slips.
Besides these, there was nothing else, not even an explanatory text.
Long Hu first picked up the lamp on the right. The lamp’s shell was made of sandalwood and inlaid with a translucent piece of Liuli, while inside was a candle flame that neither flickered nor swayed, burning steadily.
“Could that be!” Long Long suddenly frowned and asked in his mind, “Ah Jing, Qing Ping, could that possibly be one from the Buddhist Sect…”
“The Eastern Pure Light Glazed Lamp.” The Kunlun Mirror exclaimed, “This treasure belongs to the Eastern Buddhist Realm, a Magical Treasure of the Medicine Buddha of Glaze Light. It’s rumored to house a speck of Glazed Fire that emits endless light, able to revive the dead, mend flesh to bone, dispel poison and suffering, as well as overcome evil and eradicate calamities, removing karmic obstacles… But how could it be in this chamber of the Fusang Divine Tree?”
Long Hu held the lamp in her hand, gently swaying it. The lamp swung like a pendulum, yet the flame inside continued to burn steadily, casting a prism of colors through the exquisite Liuli piece.
She obviously adored it.
Long Long, after pondering for a moment, also breathed a sigh of relief.
If this item were to appear in the main world and be exposed, it would certainly cause a strong shock within the Buddhist Sect.
For comparison, it’s like if a Daoist treasure like the Tai Yi Dividing Light Sword were possessed by a Buddhist Temple, it would inevitably bring endless trouble.
But this is the Demon Realm… Uh, that should be fine, right?
Long Long then turned to look at the wooden tube on the left.
The tube wasn’t large, about the length of an adult’s palm, and it seemed to be made of willow, but obviously, it couldn’t be from an ordinary willow tree.
On the surface of the wooden tube, various patterns of crows and flames were carved.
“Ah, this is the Flying Fire Crow Tube,” Green Duckweed Sword suddenly said, “It is said that it contains the remains of a powerful figure from the Golden Crow Clan, totaling three hundred and sixty segments.”
“One only needs to channel True Yuan to release three hundred and sixty fire crows from the tube, whose wings connect with dark clouds and cries sound like toxic thunder; it is indeed a Magical Treasure with formidable offensive power.”
“I see,” Long Long said as he put the fire crow tube into his Storage Bag and then went to take the Colored Glaze Lamp from Long Hu, “Behave, Long Hu, you can’t manage this Magical Treasure well, so let me keep it for you.”
The little fox panicked, baring his teeth and jumping up and down, but whether it was clawing at his arm or smearing his tail across his face, it was all to no avail.
Long Long simply took the Colored Glaze Lamp like a parent who confiscates New Year’s money, smiling indisputably as he solemnly placed it into the Storage Bag.
So, Long Hu could only turn around dejectedly to inspect the last remaining item in the secret chamber.
She picked up the bamboo slip from the rack, scanned it briefly, and then tossed it back onto the rack, stating boredly:
“It’s history.”
Long Long picked it up for a look and indeed, it was just the family history of the Golden Crow Clan.
For the Demon Race, which is built on blood relations, documents describing their clan’s developmental history are undoubtedly important for shaping family cohesion; hence, it was not surprising to find them in this hidden chamber.
But for Long Long and Long Hu, it was of no great use.
After a brief review, Long Long learned that when the Golden Crow Clan fled into the Eastern Emperor Realm, they only brought with them a seedling of the Fusang Divine Tree.
They established a secret realm in the depths of the East Sea and planted the Fusang Tree there, hence the present-day lone island with its gigantic trees.
What followed was the reproduction and expansion of the Golden Crow Clan on the Fusang Tree, with no noteworthy events worth mentioning.
At the end of the bamboo slip, it mentioned that the power structure of the Eastern Emperor Realm was basically set: the Eastern State and the East Sea were occupied by the Scaled Clan, and the Feathered Clan had mostly migrated to the South State.
The Golden Crow Clan held a meeting to discuss whether they should also relocate to the South State; otherwise, once the Scaled Clan discovered this secret realm and invaded it, the Feathered Clan situated in the South State wouldn’t be able to come to their aid in time.
The narrative ended abruptly there, and by piecing together the current situation in the Eastern Emperor Realm, Long Long knew that the Golden Crow Clan indeed eventually moved to the South State, or at least one branch had settled at the Three-legged Mountain range at the border of the South and Central States.
Whether this was part of an orderly and proactive migration, or a forced and hasty escape due to the secret realm being invaded by enemies… seeing the outer treasure room plundered, but the inner secret chamber untouched, Long Long was more inclined to believe it was the latter.
But such thoughts brought about another curious matter:
The distribution of power in the Eastern Emperor Realm today is quite clear: the Feathered Clan resides in the south, the Kun Race in the north, the Mao Clan in the west, the Scaled Clan in the east, and the Horned Clan in the center.
And the relationships between the different clans are clearly not harmonious, to say the least.
From the Feathered Clan’s xenophobic atmosphere and the historical records of the Golden Crow Clan, it’s evident that racial conflicts are nearly a mainstay in the Eastern Emperor Realm.
So here’s the problem: Long Hu and I are headed to the Beiming Fanyang Secret Realm, the ancestral home of the Jiaolong Clan.
If the Golden Crow Clan was pressured by the Scaled Clan to abandon the Fusang Divine Tree, is it really possible for the Jiaolong Clan to have remained intact in the North Sea under the control of the Kun Race to this day?
Furthermore, considering the two parents who entrusted me with their legacy, be it Ying Long in the Demon Locking Tower or the lingering spirit of mother fox deep beneath the South State, they are individuals from at least a hundred thousand years ago. This gives Long Long an inexplicable and intense sense of urgency and worry.
This Beiming Fanyang Secret Realm of the Jiaolong Clan… could it possibly have ceased to exist a long time ago?
