System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

After two days of arduous trekking, Zhang Hao and his group finally emerged from the Ailao Mountains.

The endless mountain ranges, the dense jungles, and the unknown dangers hidden within were all left behind by them.

As soon as they left the mountainous area, Zhang Hao and his group eagerly led everyone straight to the airport and boarded a flight to Beijing.

On the plane, Zhang Hao closed his eyes to rest, but the image of the Qilin's head kept appearing in his mind, along with the search journey he was about to face.

Upon arriving in Beijing, the bustling metropolis did not allow Zhang Hao and his group to linger for long.

Zhang Hao knew that time was of the essence and every minute and second was extremely precious.

His previous experience at the New Moon Hotel gave him some understanding of the tomb raiding circle in Beijing, and he knew that he might be able to find the clues he needed there.

Panjiayuan, as the core area for antique trading in Beijing, is also a gathering place for tomb raiders, antique dealers, and cultural relic enthusiasts, and naturally became his primary target.

Panjiayuan is lined with shops and bustling with people.

The air was filled with the unique scent of antiques, mixed with various shouts of vendors and the sounds of bargaining.

Zhang Hao and his group weaved through the crowd, their eyes constantly scanning each shop.

They are searching for a predecessor of the tomb raiders, someone who might know the secrets of the Immortal Village in Wuxia Coffin Mountain.

Back then, this veteran tomb raider owned a shop in Panjiayuan. Although he appeared to be an ordinary antique dealer, he actually had a deep background in tomb raiding.

Finally, Zhang Hao stopped in front of an inconspicuous shop.

The shop's signboard is unassuming, yet it possesses a unique charm.

He took a deep breath and led everyone inside.

The shop is filled with all kinds of antiques, from porcelain to jade, from calligraphy and paintings to bronzes, a dazzling array.

In the courtyard, a plump old man with white hair was sitting leisurely in a chair, drinking tea and enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon.

The lighting inside the store wasn't bright, but it perfectly accentuated the mysterious atmosphere of the antiques.

Several antique calligraphy and paintings hang on the wall. Although the paper has yellowed, the ink is still clearly visible, as if telling stories of the past.

The porcelain and jade pieces were neatly arranged in the display cases, each radiating a unique luster, as if waiting for the right person to appreciate them.

The fat old man in the courtyard seemed to blend in with everything.

His hair was snow-white, like the first snow of winter, shimmering faintly in the sunlight.

The wrinkles on his face, like the furrows of time, record his long life experiences.

The plump body sat on the chair, appearing exceptionally composed, reminiscent of an ancient Buddha statue.

His eyes were narrowed to slits as he gently shook a purple clay teapot in his hand, taking sips of tea every now and then, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

The arrival of Zhang Hao and his group broke the tranquility.

Hearing the noise, the fat old man slightly raised his eyelids, but did not get up. He simply said indifferently:

"See for yourself what you need."

Zhang Hao and his companions weren't in a hurry. They started looking around the shop, seemingly selecting antiques, but actually searching for an opportunity to strike up a conversation with the fat old man.

Just as they passed by the fat old man, he suddenly seemed to notice something and looked Zhang Hao and his group up and down.

This glance, seemingly casual, seemed to possess a penetrating power, startling Zhang Hao and his companions.

At this moment, Zhang Hao also noticed a pangolin claw on the fat old man's neck, which was wrapped with gold thread.

His heart suddenly raced. As someone with a deep understanding of tomb raiding, he recognized it at a glance—the Tomb Raider Talisman, a symbol of the Tomb Raider Captain's identity.

Zhang Hao could hardly believe his eyes. He had thought that finding the tomb raider would be a difficult journey, but he hadn't expected to find the real person so easily.

He stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding with excitement, but outwardly he remained calm.

He bowed respectfully and said:

"Senior, we are not here to buy goods today, but to gather information."

Seeing the fat old man's indifferent expression, Xie Xiaohua already had a plan in mind.

He had spent many years in the capital and knew something about this veteran tomb raider.

In a way, his personality is somewhat similar to Fatty's; both are talkative and greedy, but they acquire wealth ethically, are loyal to their brothers and friends, and are even willing to give their lives for them.

Knowing someone's personality traits makes them easier to deal with.

So, without hesitation, he took out a bank card, handed it over, and said with a confident smile:

"Senior, there's 100 million in this card."

The figure of one million was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattering the fat old man's composure.

The fat old man's eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly snapped open, a greedy glint flashing within them.

His body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he stood up with a jolt. His movements were so swift that it was hard to believe that he was an elderly man.

His hand shot out like lightning, snatched the bank card, and clutched it tightly in his hand, as if afraid it would fly away.

"You younger generation are all sensible; feel free to ask whatever you want to know!"

The fat old man's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn, his face beaming with a smile as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum, every wrinkle radiating satisfaction.

As he spoke, he carefully slipped the bank card into his pocket, patting it to make sure it was safe.

Upon seeing this, Xie Xiaohua went straight to the point: "Senior, we want to know the location of the Earth Immortal Village in Wushan Coffin Gorge!"