One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

Guan Shihua took the little white weasel and examined it carefully, looking it over from left to right and even feeling its bones. Finally, she nodded and said with great certainty, "Hmm, I don't recognize it."

This unexpected turn of events caught everyone off guard. As soon as Guan Shihua finished speaking, Liao Huzi hit her on the head with his pipe.

“I always tell you to study hard and get along well with those immortals, but you never listen. Now you don’t even recognize this little princess? This is the little princess who was born ten years ago in the Seventh Master’s family. She is the Seventh Master’s youngest daughter. If you don’t even recognize this little princess, be careful she doesn’t cause you any peace and quiet in the future.”

As Liao Huzi spoke, he took the little white weasel from Guan Shihua's hands and casually placed it on his head. The little white weasel didn't resist at all, and it seemed that it really recognized Liao Huzi.

"As for this felt banner, where did you get it from?"

"There was a leather goods shop in the small town at the foot of the mountain. I sensed something strange there and went in to investigate. I never expected that it was the soul of this white fox that was drawing me there to seek justice for them. Unfortunately, the white fox had dissipated too much of its soul power, so I can only put it to sleep for now."

"So that's how it is. I never expected to see these evil things again after all these years. Who is the shameless one who dares to refine this stuff? Isn't he afraid of triggering another uprising by the immortals?"

"A celestial uprising? What is that? I've never heard of it. There's no record of it in the Celestial Master's Mansion. I wonder if I might have the honor of knowing the details?"

“This was originally a secret of our Chuma family, but now that you have brought back this little ancestor and helped us stop this disaster, it’s no harm to tell you. However, this is a long story, and it’s getting dark. Let’s go inside and have dinner first, and we can talk about the details tomorrow.”

"Well then, I'll trouble you to entertain me, Uncle!" Survival in the world of supernatural beings isn't easy these days, so everyone addresses each other as "brother" or "sister." However, Sun Yao calls everyone "Uncle," since there shouldn't be anyone in this world with a higher seniority than the Celestial Master, at least he hasn't met one yet. Seeing the younger people address him as "Uncle," he considered it a sign of respect. As for the older ones, that's something for him and the Celestial Master to compare themselves to.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Liao Huzi led the three of them to a guest room. This guest room was a small courtyard with a large tiled house in the courtyard. Inside, there were three rooms: the east and west rooms were bedrooms, while the central hall was used for heating the stove, heating the kang (a heated brick bed), and cooking.

Liao Huzi's original intention in placing them in this courtyard was for Hong Guniang and Yue Qiluo to share one room, while Sun Yao would have another. However, the room assignments took a different turn. Yue Qiluo went to share the east room with Sun Yao, leaving Hong Guniang alone in the west room. Of course, Liao Huzi was unaware of the specifics of this arrangement. Even Sun Yao himself was unaware, because he had chosen the east room beforehand, and when the two women were assigned rooms, Sun Yao was out discussing business with Liao Huzi.

“I know you came to Changbai Mountain this time for the old ginseng. You have done us a favor, and we men of Northeast China must repay kindness. This is our village’s stock. The ginseng is 500 years old and almost human-shaped. I believe you will find it useful. This is for you. If you need anything else, just say so. We, the Chuma family, owe you a favor. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask.”

"Thank you, Uncle. This ginseng is more than enough for me. Actually, 300-year-old ginseng would be enough. This 500-year-old one is too precious. How about you replace it with a 300-year-old one?"

"Hey, there's no reason to take back what's given away. 500 years is 500 years. The villagers all make a living by foraging in the mountains. They don't have much else, but they still have quite a bit of ginseng and the like."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I really need this old ginseng to refine pills, so I thank you for your gift, Uncle."

"Aren't you being too distant? We're all family, and you've helped us so much. Don't thank us, just use whatever you have at home."

The old village chief seemed quite open-minded in this regard; judging from his patched-up clothes, he didn't value money very much.

"Speaking of which, there is something I really want to ask my master. I want to know what's at the bottom of Tianchi. Hua'er told me that all the fairy maids who have been to Tianchi keep their mouths shut about it, and even she can't get any answers from them."

Taking advantage of the situation, Sun Yao asked his question. Apart from the immortals who had been to the Heavenly Pool, probably only Liao Huzi in front of him knew anything about what lay beneath it.

"Did that little brat Hua'er make you ask that? I'll teach her a lesson when I get back. Instead of studying, she's always thinking about nonsense. Is that place even her place to touch?"

Upon hearing the words "under the Heavenly Pool," Liao Huzi immediately flew into a rage, and his anger was directed at Guan Shihua. It seemed that Guan Shihua had asked her master about the matter of "under the Heavenly Pool" quite often.

"It's not that Hua'er asked me to ask, but I'm just very interested in it myself. I overheard them discussing it at the Lu family banquet that day. However, they were just speculating. I think that since Uncle Shi is the current patriarch of the Chuma family, he must know what's hidden at the bottom of this Heavenly Pool."

Sun Yao spoke calmly, seemingly only interested in what was at the bottom of Tianchi Lake, rather than having any particular thoughts about it.

"Actually, it's alright to tell you. There's no treasure at the bottom of that Heavenly Pool, only a fire dragon that has been suppressed for hundreds of years. I heard that it was just a snake demon about to transform into a dragon when Liu Bowen was slaying dragons across the land. That old Taoist priest didn't just slay the dragon veins of the world; he couldn't leave anything related to dragons alive. Master Qingtian set up Dragon-Locking Wells everywhere, locking away those dragons that had transformed from snakes. The Dragon-Locking Wells are connected to the earth's veins. He severed the dragon veins and then used the dragon energy of the dragons in the Dragon-Locking Wells to reconnect them. When all these dragons died..." After its extinction, no one in the world possessed the method to restore the dragon veins, thus ending the path of rebellion. Years ago, it seized the opportunity before transforming into a dragon to escape to the Heavenly Lake of Changbai Mountain, hiding there for hundreds of years until it heard of the fall of the Ming Dynasty, at which point it dared to peek out from the lake. Unfortunately, it had stayed in the lake for too long, coming into contact with the fiery energy of the lake's veins. Although it had transformed into a fire dragon by a stroke of luck, leaving the lake was no easy task. Unless it could cause the lake to erupt, escaping would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"You mean it's been trying to cause trouble so that Tianchi will erupt and it can escape?"