The Fourth Calamity: My Sect Has Countless Prodigies

Chapter 58 The Yun Family's Wrath

Yunjiacheng.

Bishuitan, encircling the city, is as smooth as a mirror, its waters vast and misty.

Fishing boats come and go, nets are cast and released, and the shimmering scales reflect light like gold on the blue waves.

Inside a house in the Yun family compound.

Hundreds of spirit lamps were neatly arranged on the offering table, their dim light casting a yellowish glow over the entire ancestral hall.

The old servant guarding the shrine stretched and was about to get up to add oil when he suddenly caught sight of a spirit lamp in the corner.

It's destroyed!

You should know that soul lamps are not cheap. Those who can use soul lamps to record life information are all important figures in the Yun family.

The old servant dared not delay; he rubbed his eyes and leaned closer to take a look.

The lamp was engraved with the words "Yun Yao". The wick had turned to ashes, and the remaining grease had solidified at the bottom of the lamp, as cold as water.

The old servant's hands began to tremble.

"Someone come quick! Someone come quick!"

Moments later, the atmosphere in the Yun family's council hall had plummeted to freezing point.

Yun Ting, the head of the Yun family, sat upright in the main seat, his face ashen. On the long table in front of him lay the extinguished soul lamp, the inscription on the lamp base particularly glaring in the candlelight.

"When did Yao'er's soul lamp go out?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an extreme amount of suppressed anger.

"Go home, Lord. About... two hours ago." The old servant guarding the shrine knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Two hours." Yun Ting repeated, then slammed his hand on the table, shattering the entire mahogany table. "Two hours to report? Are the rules of the Yun family for you to use as dog feed?!"

The entire hall fell silent, as if chilled to the bone.

The elders sitting at the lower end of the table looked at each other, none of them daring to utter a sound.

Yun Yao was Yun Ting's legitimate daughter and the most favored member of the younger generation of the Yun family. Now that her soul lamp has been extinguished, it means that she is no longer alive.

"Master, the extinguishing of the soul lamp will be delayed by seven days. The most urgent task is to find out the reason for the young lady's murder."

An elder with white hair and beard spoke first, his voice steady and calm.

"Investigate." Yun Ting stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "How do you investigate? Yao'er went to Lianyun Market, which route she took, how many people she brought, and who she met along the way—can any of you tell me these things?"

No one answered.

Yun Ting took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Pass down the order to immediately send men to Lianyunfang Market to search along the way, and report any suspicious activity immediately."

"Patriarch," another elder rose and bowed, "Lianyun Market is the territory of the Zhou, Lin, and Liu families. If our Yun family rashly sends people there to investigate, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?" Yun Ting glanced at him coldly. "My Yun family's eldest daughter died on their territory, and you expect me to be polite to them?"

The elder dared not speak further.

Yun Ting looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Yun Yi, who had been silent in the corner.

"Yun Yi".

Yun Yi stood up and bowed respectfully: "Patriarch."

"Your caravan has passed through the Lianyun Mountains area."

"Now, you will immediately return to Lianyun Market and retrace Yun Yao's route. Investigate any places along the way where there are signs of fighting or where cultivators gather. Remember—"

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife:

"I want to see her alive or dead. Yao'er's remains cannot be left to languish."

"Yun Yi accepts the order."

Yun Yi bowed, turned around, and strode away.

As I stepped out of the council chamber, a cool night breeze swept over me.

Yun Yi looked up at the full moon in the sky and suddenly remembered that when he was drinking tea at Qingxuan Sect during the day, the expressions of those junior disciples seemed a little off when they heard the words "Yun family".

He shook his head, suppressing the thought for the time being.

The back mountain of Qingxuan Sect.

The night is deep.

Inside the dark mine, the knife-wielding rat picked up a pickaxe and began fiercely chiseling at the crimson rock wall.

"Phew, if we can finish mining the hematite quickly, we might be able to enter free mode soon."

As his name suggests, Run Knife Rat didn't play "Cultivation Online" with the intention of a mining life.

In such a large open-world game, there must be plenty of riches and treasures waiting for him to explore, so how could he possibly be content to stay here and mine forever?

Bang bang bang!

With three strikes, a fist-sized piece of hematite was forcefully chipped away by the running-knife rat.

He lit a torch, and the faint light made the blood-red color of the hematite appear deep red.

Before the running knife rat could even catch his breath, a strange sound suddenly came from behind him, like some kind of creature gnawing.

"That's strange. Didn't Boss Qianlong and the others already clear out all the monsters in the mine?" Run-Knife Rat muttered to himself in confusion.

Although he felt a little panicked, his instinctive curiosity made him turn around to look. At worst, he'd be locked in a dark room for a day; it wasn't a big deal.

However, the moment he turned around, a pure white mouse came into view.

The white mouse had eerie green pupils, and its two small front paws were holding a piece of ore fragment, which it was biting and making satisfied noises as it ate.

"What an adorable mouse!"

The running-knife rat couldn't help but sigh, and its mood brightened a bit.

Looking at this little white mouse, Run-Knife Mouse always felt a special connection with it, as if it had some kind of destiny with it.

The white mouse seemed to hear his voice and instinctively turned around to look, its eerie green eyes filled with a hint of wariness.

The knife-wielding mouse understood this look all too well. Without much hesitation, it placed the hematite it had just dug out in front of the little white mouse.

The white mouse first tentatively glanced at the red-glowing ore.

Its wariness prevented it from touching it hastily, but its instinct told it that the thing was delicious.

at last……

Perhaps the allure of hematite was too great.

The little mouse couldn't resist and cautiously crawled towards the red ore on the ground. It first sniffed it gently with its nose, and its eyes instantly lit up.

"Squeak~"

The little mouse squealed excitedly, picked up the hematite, and took several big bites, each bite filled with immense satisfaction.

Seeing the white mouse eating so happily, the knife-wielding mouse also showed a smug smile.

I've gotten along well with my hamster now, and I can raise my own hamsters.

"hey-hey……"

After laughing, the running-knife rat turned around and began swinging its pickaxe at the hematite again.

About fifteen minutes later, another piece of hematite fell down. He walked over and was about to put it in his backpack when he froze.

The running knife rat could feel its trouser leg being tugged twice by something.

He looked down and saw that the little white mouse had appeared at his feet at some point, raising its head and looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"Alright, alright, here you go." The knife-wielding mouse sighed and placed the hematite in front of the white mouse. "This is the last piece. I still need to mine more to make money."

The little white mouse looked gratefully at the knife-wielding mouse, but instead of rushing to eat the hematite, it tugged at his trouser leg again.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

The running knife rat was somewhat puzzled.

But the next moment, the little white mouse in front of him had already walked towards the front of the mine.

However, it had only taken two steps when it turned back to look at the running hamster and squeaked twice.

The running mouse wasn't stupid; it naturally understood that the little white mouse probably wanted it to follow.

"Anyway, there's no danger inside the mine, so let's just go with it."

Thinking this, the running mouse happily followed the little white mouse in front of it.

The little white mouse led the knife-wielding mouse to the fork in the mine, and then led him to the right.

Not long after.

The man and the rat arrived at the end of the fork in the road, the very place where Zhou Yi had killed the Demon Spider King.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Running knife rat asked in confusion."

He had originally thought the little white mouse was going to lead him to find something good, but it turned out it was just here to take a look.

You have to understand that this is the territory of the Spider King. Even if there were any good things there, they would have been looted by other players long ago. How could he possibly have gotten his hands on them?

The little white mouse squeaked twice and ran off to a rock wall.

It scratched the rock face with its claws, creating a few tiny cracks.

The running mouse followed closely behind, looking towards the wall:

"You mean you want me to chisel it off?"

The white mouse nodded, a hint of anticipation in its eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, the knife-wielding rat still picked up its pickaxe.

Since we're already far from the mining area, going back the way we came would take a lot of time, so we might as well try it here.

As time goes by, the rock face gradually peels away and becomes thinner.

Just as the running knife rat was about to give up, a strange light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Holy crap! Did they just give me some gold?"