In fact, Zhao Ya had previously speculated that if the Eastern King’s legacy was within the Great Yan, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was likely the largest possibility.
Because the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is the foremost mountain in the Great Yan, stretching across ten thousand miles and nearly spanning most of the Great Yan.
It is precisely in such a vast mountain range that treasure is most likely hidden.
At the mention of Wanshou County, Zhao Ya could not help but think of the Song Linqing and Song Peiwan siblings, as well as Tan Dong and others.
Back in Wuxiang City, due to the melee among three families and being overwhelmed, the Song Family patriarch Song Linqing ultimately led all his people to retreat to Wanshou County, returning to the Song Clan’s home.
Over the years, because roads across the land were severed and postal stations were abandoned, Zhao Ya had long lost contact with Song Linqing and others, and didn’t know how they were doing.
Zhao Ya sighed slightly and then carefully put away the map of Wanshou County’s mountains and rivers.
These maps are at least a hundred years old and were compiled during the height of Great Yan’s strength, utilizing extensive manpower and resources to survey the world’s terrains.
But now they quietly molder in the Library of the Imperial College, unnoticed by anyone.
Of course, it’s not entirely true that no one looks at them; at least maps of the Great Yan post roads and trade routes had long since been stolen.
Only these maps of wastelands and valleys, with almost no commercial value, were left behind.
Zhao Ya took this map and left the Imperial College, returning home.
As soon as he entered the house, Shang Jingchuan greeted him, staring directly at Zhao Ya.
"Ya, was today’s decree also your doing?" Shang Jingchuan asked.
"Sort of. Actually, I didn’t expect it to go so smoothly, but someone stepped in to help you, so it worked out."
Shang Jingchuan hesitated for a moment, then solemnly cupped his hands in salute.
"Thank you!"
Zhao Ya smiled and helped Shang Jingchuan up, "No need for that, since you plan to do something practical for the people, I can at least help with this."
Shang Jingchuan didn’t say much more.
The experiences of today had shaken him greatly, and he needed time to digest it properly, so he just nodded and then left.
After he left, Shang Luoluo came forward, looking Zhao Ya up and down and suddenly laughed, "It seems you have made quite the gain this time."
Zhao Ya was slightly surprised, "How could you tell? I thought I wasn’t that lacking in composure."
Zhao Ya thought maybe his face had shown an expression.
Shang Luoluo giggled and said, "Not an expression, but a feeling."
Zhao Ya found it both funny and exasperating.
But there was no denying, sometimes a woman’s intuition was quite accurate.
"Well enough, I just found some clues."
Zhao Ya didn’t mention that he was going to look for the treasure, not because he didn’t trust Shang Luoluo, but because some things need secrecy—the fewer who know, the better.
"When are you leaving then?" Shang Luoluo sensibly didn’t press further, only asking when Zhao Ya would leave.
"Hmm, after taking care of things in the Capital City, then I’ll prepare to set off."
"Oh." Shang Luoluo’s expression was somewhat gloomy.
It was natural that Zhao Ya couldn’t take her with him, and after being together for so long, the sudden parting inevitably brought some sadness.
Zhao Ya naturally noticed Shang Luoluo’s low spirits, so he said, "If everything goes smoothly, I should be back in about a month and a half."
Although Wanshou County was far from Yan Capital City, with Zhao Ya’s pace, he could reach it in ten days if he rushed all the way, plus the time needed to find the treasure location and meet old acquaintances from the Song Family, twenty days should suffice.
Adding the return journey and possible delays, a month and a half was a reasonable estimate.
Of course.
This was based on everything going smoothly.
After all, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was extremely vast, and even with a map, finding the treasure location was not an easy task.
Shang Luoluo didn’t dwell on the matter and went back to the room with Zui’Er after dinner.
Zhao Ya started practicing in the backyard.
The box of Black Flood Dragon dried meat that Yun Yuan had sent was already mostly consumed by Zhao Ya, solidifying his realm as a result.
Although he no longer had the feeling of becoming stronger every moment as he had just after his breakthrough, he felt much more solid overall.
After practicing the Eight Vajra Longevity Skill, Zhao Ya practiced some boxing and sword techniques before leaping into Mo Qi’s courtyard.
As soon as he landed, he heard the melodious sound of an erhu coming from the house.
Zhao Ya didn’t interrupt but walked silently into the house.
At this time, Mo Qi was half-lying on the bed, nodding to the music, while opposite him, Rao Mingyue was sitting in a chair, fully absorbed in playing the erhu.
Zhao Ya found a place to sit quietly and listened.
The erhu that Rao Mingyue played had quite a bit of skill, at least sounding quite good to Zhao Ya.
Finally, a piece finished.
Rao Mingyue put down the erhu somewhat nervously and cautiously asked, "Master, how was it?"
"Hmm, for your current level, it’s quite good."
Then he looked at Zhao Ya, "Why are you so free today to come to my place?"
"What do you mean by your place? Get it straight, this courtyard is my rental," Zhao Ya retorted.
"Hehe, since I’m living in it, it’s mine." Mo Qi grinned, then pointed at Rao Mingyue.
"How did you think the song he just played sounded?"
"It was quite nice."
"Indeed it was nice, but do you know how long he’s been practicing it?"