In the middle of the Yuming Mountains north of Yingyang City stands a towering peak named Lingxiao Peak. Several hundred feet high, it is the highest peak in the Yuming Mountains. At the summit of Lingxiao Peak is an altar, built during the reign of Emperor Yan for worshipping Heaven. Perhaps because of this altar, Emperor Yan stationed a large army to guard the mountain. However, after Emperor Rui ascended the throne, the guards were gradually relaxed, and now, no one guards it anymore.

Emperor Rui searched the palace for the imperial seal, but found no trace of it. Later, he heard a reminder from Eunuch Xue that while the altar on Lingxiao Peak was important, it shouldn't be guarded by so many people. The strangest thing was that these guards, stationed at the foot of the mountain all day, didn't seem to know what they were guarding. Furthermore, several guards had repeatedly seen someone resembling Emperor Yan arrive at Lingxiao Peak late at night, but when the guards looked closely, the person had already vanished, as if haunted.

After listening to Eunuch Xue's reminder and recalling many rumors from the previous dynasty, Emperor Rui sent people to Lingxiao Peak to search for him several times. However, those people disappeared and never returned.

Tonight is a cloudy night; there are no stars or moon in the sky, and it's very dark.

Liang Yihan led Xuan Yuanhao to Lingxiao Peak first. A beam of azure light swirled around the altar at the summit a few times, but it looked like nothing more than an ordinary altar. It seemed unlikely that the Imperial Seal of the State would be hidden in such an obvious place. So the azure light descended and began to search slowly on the mountainside.

Several streaks of black and golden light followed, also searching carefully up and down the mountain.

These beams of light were particularly dazzling in the darkness. They searched back and forth on Lingxiao Peak, but after a long search, they found nothing.

Time passed slowly, and dark clouds filled the sky, threatening rain. Lingxiao Peak was towering, and the group searching back and forth on the mountainside felt the dark clouds pressing down on them more and more.

With a loud "boom," a flash of lightning illuminated the night sky from the dark clouds.

With each clap of thunder louder than the last, a torrential downpour began, the raindrops falling heavily and soaking everyone who was caught off guard.

The heavy rain further blurred their vision, and with the night deepening, even those with excellent eyesight couldn't see anything clearly. Helpless, everyone landed. Liang Yihan and Xuan Yuanhao landed at the foot of the northern mountain, Li Molin and the three demons (Liu Li, Liu Li, and the other two) landed at the foot of the southern mountain, and the four monks (Shi Chan, Shi Chan, and the others) landed at the foot of the western mountain.

Under the cover of the trees, the group used their spiritual power to create a barrier to shield themselves from the heavy rain, and used this light to search the foot of the mountain.

The early autumn air had already turned cool, and with the heavy rain, the weather became even colder. Although Liang Yihan and the other cultivators were not afraid of the cold, Xuan Yuanhao, dressed in only thin clothes, hugged his arms and complained of the cold. Xuan Yuanhao had been born into the royal family since childhood and had never suffered such hardship. He frowned, and although he was protected from the rain under the blue barrier released by Liang Yihan, his feet quickly became muddy, making it difficult to walk.

After walking for a while, Xuanyuan Hao couldn't help but complain, "Yihan, how are we supposed to find the Imperial Seal in this awful weather?"

Liang Yihan glanced at him and replied, "Of course, I'll look with my eyes."

“But…” Xuan Yuanhao frowned and said, “Is the Imperial Seal really on this mountain? Even if it is, the mountain is so big, how easy would it be to find the seal?”

“We still have to find it.” Liang Yihan said casually while carefully looking at the road under his feet and the mountain in front of him, “Only by finding the Imperial Seal can you rightfully sit on the throne, understand?”

Xuanyuan Hao opened his mouth as if to speak, but then hesitated. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "Yihan, actually I don't want to be the emperor. Since my third brother is in good health, why not let him be the emperor?"

Liang Yihan glanced at him helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Haozi, you..."

After pausing for a moment, he continued walking forward, saying as he went, "If you don't want to be emperor, then so be it. We still need to find the Imperial Seal. If you don't want it, I will."

“Alright…” Xuan Yuanhao nodded helplessly, following Liang Yihan with a bitter face.

"Drip, drip," the raindrops fell, but were blocked by the lush foliage, gathering into large drops that fell down, making the ground wet, slippery, and muddy.

"Whoosh!" The wind picked up, blowing the branches and leaves, bending the twigs, and scattering the leaves that were about to fall from the trees, carrying them away into the distance.

Liang Yihan and Xuan Yuanhao struggled to walk along the mountainside against the wind, but under the blue light overhead, they could only see the soil on the mountainside being washed away by the rain, gathering and flowing down in streams, without any abnormalities on the mountainside.

But Liang Yihan refused to give up and continued searching carefully.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap boomed in the sky, and lightning illuminated the night. Under the silvery light of the lightning, Liang Yihan's eyes suddenly lit up.

In front of them, a small clearing was covered with clumps of thorns. A strong wind blew, causing the thorns to sway from side to side, revealing a faint cave entrance on the mountainside.

"Found it!" Liang Yihan ran a few steps quickly, pushed aside the thorns, and walked slowly and laboriously toward the cave entrance.

As Liang Yihan left, Xuan Yuanhao was suddenly drenched by the torrential rain. He quickly frowned and ran behind Liang Yihan, pushing aside the thorns and walking forward, closely following behind her.

A brilliant golden light shone on the west side of Lingxiao Peak. Despite the raging wind and rain, the golden light seemed weak but remained steadfast.

Four monks, including Shi Chan, walked together under a curtain of golden light. Their bright and piercing eyes were fixed on the mountainside beside them, searching for any clues.

Suddenly, Huiyan's expression brightened. She pointed to a large tree that was at least fifty years old and exclaimed, "Brothers, look! There's a cave entrance over there!"

Zen, Ning, and Yuanjue turned their heads at the same time and saw a hole hidden behind the thick tree trunk. If it weren't for the torrential rain that gathered at the hole and formed streams of water flowing down like a waterfall, they would not have noticed the hole under normal circumstances.

Yuanjue smiled, put his palms together and said, "It seems this treasure is destined for Buddha. Let's go."

After saying this, Yuanjue led the way, and the four of them hurriedly headed towards the cave.