The quality of Fourth Order, if it were a magic treasure, would already be considered superior divine weapons, able to exchange for a whole country''s territory.


    Looking at the quality of this blood jade from the Song Family, the secret realm within it is likely no ordinary ce.


    The ancestors of the Song Family must have had a formidable figure among them, but now, it doesn''t hold much significance.


    So many years have passed, and the Song Family has spread unknown generations across the world; the fragments of this blood jade have also drifted to who knows where in this realm.


    Moreover, the so-called gathering of the blood jade has no necessity for Chu Zheng.


    Once the repair isplete, just with this fragment and the Song Family bloodline, Chu Zheng will be able to directly open up this secret realm.


    However, this is an object of the Song Family ancestors, and Chu Zheng is hardly at the point of scheming for another''s ancestral property, and right now, he doesn''t have spare repair counts to share.


    If there''s a chance in the future, after he advances to a Fifth Order Repair Master, he would be very willing to help if the people of the Song Family want to retrieve their ancestor''s inheritance.


    After all, he is somewhat interested in everything from the past.


    Besides this blood jade, Chu Zheng also discovered many interesting items, quite ancient in years, containing many ancient objects from a thousand years ago, faintly revealing the Song Family''s history.


    But among them, what shocked Chu Zheng the most was an iplete anthology of misceneous writings.


    Only about twenty pages, the paper slightly yellowed, exuding an ancient aura of the ages. Judging by the paper alone, it also had a history of at least a thousand years.


    [Nameless Notebook (Zeroth Order/Iplete): Passages excerpted from various scriptures. Most of the original sources are now untraceable. Repairable.]


    After repairing the notebook, Chu Zheng began to read it carefully.


    Initially, he did not pay much attention, but after reading a few pages, he was shocked by a prompt that came to his mind.


    [Seven Precepts of Life Nourishment (First Order/Iplete): Daoist life-nourishing techniques, perfecting it grants an additional one hundred twenty years to one''s lifespan, repairable.]


    [Twelve Minor Circtions Scripture (Fourth Order/Iplete): Taoist All-Epassing Qi Gathering Techniques, includes methods to condense a Golden Core, epassing three great divine skills, initial repair (0/300)]


    …


    [Cold Sky Poetry Collection (Second Order/Iplete): Introductory scroll for the Confucian Path, read through a hundred times, those with exceptional talent may nurture vast righteous qi, repelling all evil, repairable (0/80)]


    …


    [Heavenly Wondrous Bodhi Scripture (Fifth Order/Iplete): Profound Buddhist scripture, upon perfecting, one may achieve nirvana andprehend a trace of life and death''s mystery, initial repair (0/500)]


    These scriptures, with evident traces of transcription, were copied from various other scrolls'' scraps of text, but in the interface, they were finely distinguished.


    This was a manuscript filled with jumbled information, but within it, Chu Zheng saw scriptures of the Daoist, Confucian, and Buddhist Schools he had never encountered before in this world.


    Though there were only fragments, their meanings were entirely different, indicating that this world was not originally as it appears now.


    This world must have once harbored these beliefs.


    After arriving in this realm, Chu Zheng has been to many ces and had never seen Daoist temples or Buddhist monasteries; he hadn''t noticed anything amiss until this moment.


    Throughout his journey, it seems that none of the kingdoms maintain a tradition of worshipping gods.


    Belief in this world seems nonexistent.


    After pondering for a moment, several conjectures gradually formed in Chu Zheng''s mind.


    The first possibility is that just as the Martial Path has been severed, these Taoist orthodoxies also had been passed down in the past, but were mysteriously interfered with andpletely disappeared from the annals of history, perhaps by the doing of the Immortal Alliance.


    Besides that, there''s another possibility: this anthology of misceneous texts may have originated from the hands of someone who had made contact with other Taoist orthodoxies.


    This person hade into contact with the cultivation methods from other worlds, which is why this notebook came into existence.


    After contemting for a moment, Chu Zheng put away the notebook, no longer dwelling on it.


    For the time being, he could not make heads or tails of the situation, and blind guessing was nothing but a waste of time.


    The harvest this time was significant enough; the Divine Skills recorded within the Twelve Minor Circtions Scripture greatly interested him and would be of much use to him in the future.


    Suddenly, Chu Zheng''s ears twitched, and he left the Mansion''s Treasury, heading swiftly towards the front hall.


    He held some caution towards Qionglou and was a bit worried that Song Tonghai might be too rxed, exposing too much information.


    Therefore, while searching for items in the Mansion''s Treasury, he kept an ear out for anymotion in the nearby front hall, catching every conversation.


    Regarding his younger brother, Song Tonghai, Song Tongxuan clearly felt some guilt.


    Only because he was the eldest son, and also tasked with reestablishing the family, when he startedpiling the family genealogy and left home, he took with him most of the Song Family''s trusted elites.


    Otherwise, a Martial Arts Family with a history of three hundred years would not have fallen to the point where only Song Tonghai was left to uphold the family reputation.


    ......


    ......


    Inside the front hall, Song Tonghai and Song Tonghai sat opposite each other, the atmosphere slightly awkward.


    After being apart for so long, even blood brothers felt somewhat constrained in conversation.


    "I received the letter you sent the day before yesterday. I have already arranged for people to respond; you can rest assured," said Song Tongxuan after sipping his tea and cing the cup down gently.


    "If you encounter any difficulties, just discuss them with me. Times have changed. Qionglou holds the Song Family in high regard, and there are over a dozen Outer Sect Disciples stationed in various industries belonging to our family."


    Having forged rtions with Immortal Sect, the Song Family''s status naturally differed from ordinary secr families.


    In recent years, within the entirety of Giant Marsh, the name of the Song Family was even more effective than the bloodline of the Royal Family.


    "I heard some news from Qionglou that my niece, Ling Qing, seems to have encountered some trouble. How is the situation now?"


    Song Tongxuan proactively inquired about Song Lingqing''s wellbeing.


    The main sect of Qionglou was extremely distant from Giant Marsh, and this branch located within Giant Marsh did not pay much attention to the affairs of Phantom Spirit Sect. The information they had was quite limited, and he had only overheard the matter by chance.


    "I''m not too clear on the specifics, but it should be fine," hesitated Song Tonghai for a moment before shaking his head. He did not delve too deeply into the conversation with Song Tongxuan, nor did he mention anything about Song Lingqing.


    Even though the man before him was his elder brother, human hearts are unpredictable, and over the decades, people invariably change.


    The letter Song Tonghai received was one that had been sent nearly a year ago, and the situation had already changed drastically since then.


    The tens of thousands of miles of distance, for ordinary people, was simply too far.


    Now with Ling Qing''s circumstances unclear, rashly using Qionglou to search for her might instead cause her trouble, not worth the risk.


    These days, the only person Song Tonghai trusted was Chu Zheng. At least Chu Zheng was now his son-inw and surely would not harm him. Blood is thicker than water, and he, having weathered the world''s trials and tribtions, naturally understood these priorities.


    His sole hope now was that if Song Lingqing made it to Giant Marsh, she woulde to the Song Family first, allowing for a father-daughter reunion.