Only My Way

The next day.

Around noon.

Inside the library.

Ling Wuyuan disappointedly put down the White Crow Gang's historical documents in his hand.

After flipping through it many times, he still couldn't find any text related to the Black Observatory.

Not even a slight mention.

This situation can only indicate two possibilities.

Either the White Crow Gang really didn't take that thing seriously, treating it as a pure decoration.

Or the White Crow Gang had some kind of taboo about it, wanting to deliberately conceal some information.

However, since the White Crow Gang dared to directly place it on the top of the mountain for everyone to see, without even a bit of physical concealment, it seems that the truth is unlikely to be the second guess.

The White Crow Gang should really just regard that thing as some kind of decoration.

From the bottom of their hearts, they don't think that thing is worth caring about.

Everyone is too lazy to even record a little information…

Faced with such a situation.

Ling Wuyuan was both relieved and helpless.

Relieved that, judging from the White Crow Gang's reaction, they probably really didn't know about the treasure, otherwise, they definitely wouldn't have done this. The treasure should still be in its original place.

Helpless that the White Crow Gang inadvertently cut off the path for treasure hunters. You moved the main landmark of the treasure away. It would be a miracle if others could find anything following the information on the treasure map…

Given the current situation.

Let alone a few years or decades, the trio who drop equipment probably won't find the treasure even if they search for a lifetime…

If Ling Wuyuan hadn't accidentally seen the Black Observatory while moving things.

He wouldn't have been able to find anything either.

After all, who would have thought that the main landmark of the treasure would be moved from the lakeside to the top of the mountain?

Currently, after confirming that the White Crow Gang's historical documents were completely useless and could not provide him with any valuable information.

Ling Wuyuan directly changed his thinking, gradually transforming his thinking from the evidentiary method to the exhaustive method and the empathic thinking method.

Trying to transform his thinking into that of the guy who forcibly moved the Black Observatory to the top of the mountain in the first place, so as to conduct empathic thinking.

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Question 1.

If I were that person, what would I be thinking to move the thing to the top of the mountain?

Answer: Probably because I thought the thing looked okay.

The black color, coupled with the incomprehensible patterns, is very suitable for use as a decoration.

Question 2.

That thing weighs at least dozens of tons.

Although for high-level cultivators, the weight is not too excessive, but, after all, it is a bit heavy and troublesome to move it to a mountain thousands of meters high. As someone with some status, would you make yourself exhausted just because that thing is suitable for use as a decoration?

Answer: Probably not.

So the original location of the Black Observatory should not be too far from White Crow Mountain.

Question 3.

Based on the above information, we can roughly deduce that the lake where the Black Observatory was originally located should not be too far from White Crow Mountain. Therefore, we can completely use White Crow Mountain as the basic center point and search the surrounding lakes from near to far, using the elimination method to screen targets.

So, where is the lake closest to White Crow Mountain?

Answer: There is a lake in the town at the foot of White Crow Mountain, and that lake is actually next to Ling Wuyuan's dormitory. He can see that lake every day, and from time to time some anglers will fish there.

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'Wouldn't it be?'

'What is 'dark under the lamp'?'

After thinking about it again and again.

Ling Wuyuan scratched his head a little painfully.

Although he felt that things were a bit too coincidental, Ling Wuyuan still silently decided to explore the lake next to his dormitory that night.

Usually.

Although he often cultivates in the bamboo forest next to the lake.

But he has never actually explored the lake itself at all.

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That day, around one o'clock in the morning.

Listening to the cicadas and crickets around him, and confirming that there was indeed no one around with his low-light vision, Ling Wuyuan silently took off his clothes and slowly swam towards the lake.

Although he hadn't swam for many years, and the last time he swam was in his previous life, after familiarizing himself for a while, he quickly adjusted his state, swimming towards the deepest part like a swimming fish…

Even though it was dark, the scenery in the lake could only be described as pitch black in the eyes of ordinary people.

But for Ling Wuyuan, who could see freely as long as there was a little light, all of this was not a problem at all.

Even the dim moonlight.

Was still enough to provide him with lighting at the bottom of the lake.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters…

When Ling Wuyuan dived to a depth of about forty-five meters in the lake, in this pitch-black environment, he touched the silt at the bottom of the lake, and also saw many fish, shrimp, and even water snakes in the lake.

Looking around.

The largest creature around was a freshwater fish about one and a half meters long.

And looking at the other party's free and easy swimming posture.

A thought appeared in Ling Wuyuan's mind for no reason.

'Sure enough, the reason why those anglers are skunked has absolutely nothing to do with the environment. There are quite a lot of fish here…'

Then.

Having already hurt the skunked anglers, he looked around at the other situations, carefully looking at the many things buried by the silt at the bottom of the lake.

Walking around at the bottom of the lake.

Constantly kicking the accumulated silt and debris.

Carefully observing whether there were any statues buried at the bottom of the lake.

More than half an hour later.

After two rounds of surfacing to breathe.

Ling Wuyuan finally found his ultimate goal somewhere in the center of the lake.

It was a brownish stone statue buried in the silt at the bottom of the lake, with only a head exposed.

Buried at the bottom of the lake for who knows how many years, it looked extremely old.

The overall color was almost integrated with the silt at the bottom of the lake.

There was even a lot of aquatic plants growing on the surface.

It can be said that it came with a ghillie suit and camouflage color.

If his eyesight wasn't good enough, Ling Wuyuan really wouldn't have been able to see it.

However.

At the first moment of seeing this thing, Ling Wuyuan had only one thought in his mind.

'Damn!'

''Dark under the lamp' indeed!'

'The treasure is actually hidden at the entrance of my dormitory!!'

Thinking of his actions of constantly inquiring about news for more than a year, he was immediately both surprised and pained.

Without any hesitation.

He immediately frantically dug up the thick silt at the bottom of the lake around the statue, trying to completely dig out the bottom of the statue…'