Chapter 10

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Located north of Stone City, Stream Mountain stretched for fifty kilometers. It was an idyllic place with lush vegetation, where one could hear the twittering of birds and smell the fragrance of flowers.

On top of that, there were many ancient relics in Stream Mountain, and it was a place mentioned in several famous poems. It was also renowned for its scenic nature.

It was a pity though, that Stone City was only considered a third-tier small city in China. Due to its inaccessibility, even though it was a fine place, developing it was an arduous task.

Through the relentless efforts of several generations of consuls, Stone City finally obtained some resources to commence its reform. Slowly, Stone City was starting to open up roads and attract investment and was gradually advancing to become a second-tier city.

But because of geographical factors, it was difficult to achieve a breakthrough in commercial development. Hence, Stone City decided to take another approach—developing Stream Mountain instead. They planned to refurbish the residential areas near to nature and transform it into a tourism destination.

The task of developing this place fell upon Shuanglong Group.

Strolling at the foot of Stream Mountain, Chen Hao admired his surroundings.

There wasn’t a famous main peak in the entire of Stream Mountain. Because there weren’t any particularly high peaks in Stream Mountain, the fame of the various peaks was more or less the same.

But there was something unique about Stream Mountain—the canyon.

The weaving canyon, which extended in all directions, divided Stream Mountain up into several islands. Through the ages, the streams trickled through the valleys.

Some clever businessmen in Stone City even branded the water from the streams of Stream Mountain, and it was now the main source of drinking water in Stone City.

As the saying went “In the mountains, one lives on mountain products. Along the coast, on sea products”. Stone City only came to be because of the existence of Stream Mountain.

Compared to the vastness of Stream Mountain, Stone City only occupied a small area. Most of it was undeveloped lands, and this was what gave the consul of Stone City the idea to develop this place.

The developed land was in the mid-section of Stream Mountain. This was the best route into the mountain. There was once a famous centuries-old temple here, but after the calamity of several decades ago, it had become a dilapidated place.

According to the plans of the Stone City officials, since they were developing this area and trying to attract tourism, they naturally sought to have more places of interest. Hence, they wished to rebuild this temple as well.

Too bad ever since the paranormal activity appeared, development had stopped. The reconstruction of the temple had yet to commence before it was called to a halt.

After arriving, all Chen Hao saw was a huge construction land and not a single person.

But it made sense though. After all, someone had died and construction had stopped. The lively scenes had vanished as soon as they appeared, and this place was now quiet and deserted.

When he got to the construction site, Chen Hao sized up his surroundings.

Ever since his Yin Yang Eyes was activated, not only was he able to see ghosts, but he could also see all kinds of energies in the world.

Every fengshui master dreamed of having such eyes.

This was because fengshui masters could only deploy their means by observing the movements of the energies.

One couldn’t truly be considered a fengshui master if he couldn’t even see energies.

Right now, Chen Hao could see the energies in Stream Mountain.

The energy was of a light yellow color, permeating the entire Stream Mountain like a massive dragon lying upon the ground.

According to what little fengshui knowledge he had learned from various sources, Chen Hao called such an energy “Dragon Energy”.

Mountain Dragon Energy, the lifeblood of the land.

It was because of this Dragon Energy that this vibrant mountain forest existed.

Chen Hao’s gaze shifted towards the construction site and he saw a different type of energy from the Dragon Energy.

Black energy. Wispy and spreading throughout the entire construction site.

Chen Hao carefully observed and discovered that this black energy only existed in dark corners. If sunlight were to shine upon it, it would immediately dissipate.

Chen Hao couldn’t resist gazing up at the blazing sun and feeling amazed.

The sun is indeed the most awesome existence, the best at purging coldness and evil.

As he continued delving deeper, he found himself in the middle of the construction site.

All of a sudden, an abnormal sensation seized his body. And as he went deeper in, this sensation became stronger.

The chilliness he felt was as though summer had suddenly turned to autumn.

Right now, Chen Hao could also feel warmth at his wrist area. And then, the chilliness seizing his body quickly dissipated.

Chen Hao revealed a satisfied smile.

The efforts he went through to bless those magical artifacts didn’t go to waste. It had a solid defense power.

He strolled to an area on the construction site where no sunlight entered.

On the ground, wisps of black energies undetectable by the human eye floated about, looking pretty scary.

Chen Hao hesitated a moment, before reaching out to touch that black energy.

The next moment, Chen Hao could feel a piercing coldness agitating his skin.

He hurriedly retracted his hand, then brought his blessed bracelet close to that black energy.

This time, the black energy retreated as though it had seen its mortal enemy.

Chen Hao forcibly touched the black energy with the blessed bracelet, and the black energy evaporated into thin air instantly.

It worked!

Chen Hao nodded, then kept away his blessed bracelet and stopped experimenting.

Chen Hao started tracing the black energy back to its origin.

A moment later, Chen Hao stood steadily in an area filled with several large holes.

This was the place where the iron nails were rumored to be found.

There were six holes, each about five meters deep. The sun was illuminating the earth right now. He couldn’t tell that there was anything in the holes, and it didn’t even give off a sinister feeling.

But according to the movement of the black energy, Chen Hao was certain that these holes were where the black energies originated.

That meant that the abnormality here came from under the holes.

Too bad Chen Hao wasn’t a fengshui master and didn’t know what the six holes and the six iron nails were about.

But Chen Hao had some criticisms about this place.

If they wanted to develop this place, they could go ahead and develop it. But why did they have to dig out the setup left behind by their forefathers? After all, this didn’t get in their way. Surely they weren’t greedy for that little bit of money from selling the iron?

They only had themselves to blame for their predicament.

Chen Hao shook his head and continued observing other spots.

This time, Chen Hao didn’t discover anything else. It was evident that the abnormalities in Stream Mountain were caused by this black energy.

But as to what this black energy was, and the effect of those iron nails, Chen Hao had no idea. Naturally, Chen Hao had no solution for this issue.

“Indeed. Different professions required different skills. I can only earn a living by helping ghosts.”

Chen Hao turned around and was planning to leave.

He had originally come here out of curiosity and thought it was best if he could resolve the issue, but it was fine if he couldn’t. He wouldn’t force himself to come up with a solution.

He had just turned around when he halted in his steps and looked towards a spot on the side.

This was the famous centuries-old temple in Stream Mountain, Spring Temple.

It was said that this temple existed since the Ming Dynasty, which was around four to five hundred years ago. It definitely qualified as ancient architecture and was worthy of conservation.

Too bad, with the catastrophe, even ghosts and monsters had to take a beating, much less a mere temple.

Someone even maliciously set fire to the temple back then. If it hadn’t been discovered early, half of Stream Mountain would have been destroyed.

Even then, half of Spring Temple was burned, and all that remained was the main hall that was still trying its best to withstand the battering of the winds and rain.

After pausing for a moment, Chen Hao still walked towards Spring Temple.

An odd idea suddenly struck him. He wanted to verify if his thinking was correct.