Chapter 117: Searching for Treasure Within a Hundred Miles
Between Qiaomu Town and Sifang City, near the sea, there is a mountainous area with one peak after another, forming a continuous range.
This land of many mountains is quite different from ordinary mountainous areas. The peaks, although not very high and covering a small area, are extremely steep and precipitous, with a majestic and awe-inspiring appearance.
Moreover, on top of the mountain, there are hardly any trees growing, it is a vast expanse of bare land, just like a salt alkali soil.
In front of that barren and mountainous land was a dense forest. One day, at noon, someone walked out from the forest.
"This place is really hard to find, what's that Wu Kuang Ho Qianfan's treasure, would it really be hidden here?"
A young man walked out of the forest, holding a map in his hand, looking around and comparing it with the map, muttering to himself.
"What's drawn on the treasure map is just a rough location. It won't be easy to find the exact spot where the treasure is hidden."
Entering that mountainous area, the treasure map was of no use. Looking at such a vast expanse of land, the young man furrowed his brow in worry.
After the young man arrived here, in less than a day, a middle-aged man holding a treasure map also came here, apparently also looking for Wu Kuang Ho Qianfan's treasure.
Later, after half a day, another old man came here with a treasure map. When he saw the continuous bald mountain peaks, he was also a bit stunned.
The treasure map of Wu Kuang's Ho Qian Fan has been copied countless times, and after the young, middle-aged and elderly people, many more have come here. These people are of different ages, identities, and cultivation levels, but they all have one thing in common: each person holds a copy of the treasure map.
At this time, in the afternoon, when the sun was slightly westward, another person came out of the dense forest, who was a young man.
This young man was Zhao Ji, who had been wandering in the mountains for nearly ten days to find the location of the treasure map.
Eight days ago, after leaving Qiaomu Town, in order to find the treasure map of Wu Kuang's treasure location, Zhao Ji searched for eight consecutive days, comparing place by place, and finally found this place.
Looking at the vast expanse of bald mountains before him, Zhao Ji was also stunned. His eyes scanned around in a circle, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Such a large area, where is the treasure hidden? It's really hard to say. If one person relies on their own strength, spending years of time, they might not be able to find it either. Or maybe this treasure map is fake, but what was the purpose of the person who planned this thing?"
When Zhao Ji was quietly meditating, his arrival also attracted the attention of many people. Some people on the mountain looked here and there, some noticed Zhao Ji, while others saw him but ignored him.
These early arrivals were all here for the treasure of Wu Kuang Ho Chi-fan, and now they were busy searching for the real location of the treasure.
Some people were full of energy, while others seemed a bit downhearted. As Zhao Ji climbed up the mountain, someone came forward and greeted him, saying: "Brother, are you also here to search for treasure?"
This person suddenly spoke up, leaving Zhao Ji somewhat surprised. He took a closer look at the person and found that he was a young man in his early twenties, with a cultivation level that shouldn't be low. He walked on the steep mountain slope as if it were flat ground.
"Not bad, you too."
After casting a few sidelong glances at the young man, Zhao Ji nodded and said.
The young man said with a smile: "That's for sure, Wu Kuang Ho Chi-fan was an invincible figure who dominated the world in his heyday, with few defeats in his life. His cultivation is immeasurable, and the treasures he left behind are not just wealth, but also martial arts classics, elixirs, and divine weapons. Getting one of them would be enough to rise to the top and become unparalleled."
The young man became more and more agitated as he spoke, until finally his hands were stretched out wide in a gesture of embracing the whole world, with an air of madness about him.
For a martial artist, Wu Kuang's treasure is extremely attractive, but Zhao felt that the young man's appearance was somewhat exaggerated.
The young man calmed down a bit, and Zhao Ji smiled and said: "Wu Kuang's treasure is naturally good stuff, but have you found the location of the hidden treasure?"
At this question, the young man immediately lost his spirit and said in a bad tone: "Where can we find it? The treasure map is too vague, only circling a general area, without any specific location description. We've been searching for several days with hundreds of people, but still haven't found it."
In recent days, more and more people have come here, with the number already reaching hundreds. So many people searching together still haven't found a single clue.
"Haha, these things can't be rushed. By the way, we've been chatting for so long, I still don't know your name, brother."
Not getting much information about the treasure, Zhao Ji timely changed the subject and smiled.
"My name is Dai Bu Zhou, what's yours."
The young man said his own name and asked back.
"Zhao Ji."
Zhao was extremely concise in his words and got straight to the point.
Knowing that hundreds of people had searched for several days without finding the location of the treasure, Zhao Ji didn't bother to look for it either. Coincidentally, Dai Bu Zhou also lost patience and chatted with Zhao Ji instead.
While chatting, I watched the scenery here, and when I came to the end of the mountain, the outside was connected to the sea. At the junction of the mountain and the sea, there is no beach as a buffer at all.
Take a step back, and there is a towering mountain peak, a cliff that stands upright to the sky, high above the ground. The mountain wind is piercing and makes a rustling sound.
One step forward, it's a vast expanse of ocean, the blue sea and sky blend together at the horizon, where the line of sight meets, they merge into one, making it impossible to distinguish.
Unconsciously, he walked to the top of the cliff by the sea, blowing in the sea breeze, feeling the vastness of the sky and the earth, Zhao Ji's chest couldn't help but open up.
"East of the stele, to gaze out at the vast ocean."
Standing on a steep cliff thousands of feet high, gazing out at the distant sea, for some reason Cao Zhi's poem "Observing the Canglang Sea" floated into my mind.
"Brother Dai, you said, Wu Kuang's treasure, could it be hidden in the sea?"
A sudden flash of inspiration struck Zhao Ji, and he turned to ask Dai Bu Zhou who was standing beside him.
"Hiding in the ocean? You can't be serious?"
Zhao Ji's question made Dai Bu Zhou stunned for a moment, and he said in disbelief.
"It's not entirely impossible either. The circle drawn on the treasure map doesn't just encircle this mountainous area, but also a part of the ocean."
Zhou Ji analyzed with reason and evidence.
Zhai Ji's words made Dai Bu Zhou slightly shocked, and he hastily took out the treasure map from his bosom to carefully examine the circled area. Indeed, it was just as Zhai Ji had said, with a part of the ocean enclosed within.
"It's indeed possible, can't rule out this possibility."
At first glance, Dai Bu Zhou exclaimed in surprise.