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The Fifth Spiritual Artifact
Master Mao sat in his resting room, frowning. He hesitated for a while, but still took out his phone and dialed Lou Ming’s number.
“Master Mao.” After making sure they arrived at Qingmang Mountain, Lou Ming had been waiting for Master Mao and Shishi’s call.
“Has Little Friend Chen called you yet?” Master Mao asked.
“Not yet.” Now that it was mentioned, Lou Ming was a bit surprised. He also did not expect Master Mao to call him first.
“Then maybe she is still talking to Perfected Lou He.” Master Mao frowned with some difficulty. He thought Chen Yu had already called Lou Ming.
Through the video call, Lou Ming sensed the complexity in Master Mao’s expression. He asked worriedly, “Master Mao, is the matter of Qingmang Mountain very difficult?”
“Yes, but I can’t tell you exactly what the matter is all about.” In the living room just now, Shen Qingzhu specifically instructed them to keep the matter a secret after telling them about the drought demon sealed in Qingmang Mountain.
A drought demon was a foreign creature under the heavens that couldn’t be killed. Even if the creature  does not do anything, just its simple awakening can bring disaster to earth. Once people with ulterior motives were to know about its existence, they’d most likely find an opportunity to awaken the drought demon in the mountain. By then, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Lou Ming was stunned for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he guessed, “There is something sealed there. It is an existence that is more terrifying than a millennium-old zombie.”
“You…” Master Mao’s shocked expression explained everything.
Lou Ming turned his head and glanced at the map on the desk and said, “I’ve been mulling over it for a long time. Qingmang Mountain’s feng shui isn’t good. The terrain is remote, and it’s a barren land. What kind of place is suitable for such a seemingly useless place? I thought about it. If I were a Celestial Master, I would think that this is the most suitable place to seal something.”
“The surrounding area is desolate, and the environment is harsh. There’s no need to worry about someone touching the seal inadvertently, or even if the seal is loosened, and the content inside wakes up, it will not harm the ordinary people around for a short time.” Lou Ming voiced out his guess, “But what kind of thing will be sealed in such a place? This trip to Qingmang Mountain has gathered so many masters in the field of Metaphysics, so it means that once this sealed thing is born, it will definitely bring disaster to the world. So, I was wondering. Could it be a drought demon?”
“Lou Ming…” Master Mao said in shock, “Did you remember something again?”
This was an admission. Lou Ming smiled gently and shook his head. “No new memories have emerged yet, but probably because I recovered part of my memories as a Celestial Master before, so I could guess.”
“Since you guessed it, then I won’t hide it from you. There is indeed a drought demon sealed in Qingmang Mountain.” Master Mao said, “No one knows since when this drought demon was sealed and how many years it has been sleeping. 20 years ago, the seal was loosened once. Perfected Lou He and his friend discovered it by chance in time, so the drought demon was resealed using the Nine Cycle Profound Gate Array. Only then was Qingmang Mountain classified as a restricted area for Metaphysics.”
“I see.”
“Lou Ming, as for the spiritual artifact…” Master Mao said after a pause, “I will go up to Qingmang Mountain tomorrow to check it out first. If there is a chance… “
Lou Ming looked at Master Mao, who was filled all messed up and guilty, and said nonchalantly, “Master Mao, I understand what you mean. You don’t have to force yourself when it comes to the spiritual artifact.”
“Lou Ming…” The more Lou Ming said so, the more uncomfortable Master Mao felt deep inside. For so many years, he watched how Lou Ming suffered from the torment of the evil qi. But now that they finally found an answer to eliminate it, a problem involving a drought demon also occurred.
“Master Mao, Shishi is calling me,” Lou Ming suddenly smiled and said.
“Okay. Then you guys talk.” Master Mao could not say anything more and took the opportunity to hang up the phone.
Lou Ming picked up Chen Yu’s call, and her lively and light-hearted voice came through the microphone, “Third Brother.”
Whenever Lou Ming heard Chen Yu’s voice, his expression would unconsciously soften: “Why didn’t you give me a video call?”
“Hey-hey… did you miss me? Did you want to see me?” Chen Yu smiled wickedly with a hint of smugness in her voice.
“Yeah. I miss you.” The corner of Lou Ming’s lips curled up as he admitted frankly.
“All the more reason not to show myself to you then, no?”