Afterward, the three of them came across a famous landmark that was filled with immortal aura. This was a deep pool with no owner, and the pool already radiated with the biting cold of mid-winter even though it was only the beginning of autumn. There were vermilion characters engraved on the cliff face behind the pool, and the origin of these engravings couldn't be found, not even in the Local County Chronicles. The engraving read: On an ancient wall the colorful illustration of a dragon's tail shimmers gold, riding upon it a rain god charges into the autumn pool.[1]0

Chen Ping'an and the others looked up, and they could indeed see some hints of a colorful painting that vaguely resembled a flood dragon. At the same time, they couldn't see a single fish in the emerald green water beside their feet.0

Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze and placed a hand in the pool water. There was a cool sensation, and Chen Ping'an was involuntarily reminded of Ruan Qiong's blacksmith shop that was constructed on the bank of the river in his hometown due to the strong yin energy of the Dragon Whisker River. The deep pool in front of him was also suitable for tempering sword blades, yet no sword cultivator had built a thatched cottage here to cultivate for some unknown reason.0

Chen Ping'an hurriedly retracted his hand all of a sudden. As it turned out, the chilly yin energy of the deep pool wasn't pure at all. Instead, it contained a strong and sinister yin aura, one that appeared like a ball of utter confusion. Even though this aura wouldn't harm one's body straight away, it was a far cry from being pure and clean. It was no wonder that there was no one tempering their sword here. This...1