Chapter 114 Deciphering the Text

  Jiang Chenghui slapped the ball with one hand and rushed towards the basket with his feet open.

  "You're running too slowly." Just as Jiang Chenghui was about to jump up and shoot, Lin San's voice suddenly came from beside his ear.

  Jiang Chenghui was startled and turned his head to see Lin San closely following behind him, with a sly smile on his face.

  "You've been running for a while, you're tired, take a break." Lin San said, stretching out his hand to grab the basketball from Jiang Chenghui's hands and turning away.

  "Damn it! Stop him! Stop him for me!" Jiang Chenghui was furious.

  Tian Sheng hastily stretched out his hand to stop Lin San.

  Lin San suddenly threw the basketball to Qiao Gang who was standing on one side with a wave of his hand.

  Qiao quickly reacted and caught the basketball, ran to the basket, and easily threw a three-pointer.

  The next game became a one-man show for Lin San, with either three-pointers or dunks. In just 10 minutes, Lin San alone scored over 30 points, while Qiao Gang also scored over 10 points under Lin San's assistance.

  "Ugh..." Jiang Chenghui and Tian Sheng were both propping their knees up with their hands, panting heavily, their faces covered in sweat.

  Lin San patted the basketball lightly and smiled: "How about it? Are you going to continue the game?"

  Jiang Chenghui raised his head and glanced at Lin San, curled up the corner of his mouth, but didn't say a word.

  Lin San sneered and casually threw the basketball out, "Whoosh!" It fell perfectly into the blue frame a few meters away.

  "How awesome!" Qiao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  "Today we admit defeat!" Jiang Chenghui said with a sigh, and led Tian Sheng away with a huff.

  Qiao just walked over and looked at Lin San with admiration: "You're even more awesome than those professional league players, take me as your apprentice!"

  Lin San was taken aback, then laughed: "I'm not qualified to take you as an apprentice."

  Qiao was just about to speak when Lin San interrupted him.

  Lin San waved his hand: "Basketball can be used for fitness and entertainment, but don't take it too seriously. Your primary task is still to study hard and find a high-paying job after graduation." As he spoke, he took out his phone to check the time: "It's getting late, I should go." He patted Qiao Gang's shoulder with his hand and turned around to walk towards the school gate.

  Qiao Gang took a step forward and shouted loudly: "I don't even know your name yet!"

  Lin San seemed to have not heard Qiao Gang's shout and walked out of the campus by himself.

  Looking in the direction Lin San was leaving, Qiao Gang let out a soft sigh: "He's really a strange person." Suddenly, Qiao Gang's eyes widened: "Oh no, I was so caught up in playing basketball that I missed class time. This is terrible, when the professor takes roll and sees I'm not there, he definitely won't let me off..." As he spoke, Qiao Gang put down the basketball and quickly ran towards the teaching building.

  Three days later.

  Lin San returned to Huaxia University and knocked on Professor Zhang Hongru's office door with a familiar tone.

  "You've finally arrived, I've been waiting for you for half a day." Zhang Hongru looked exhausted, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep in days.

  "Has the writing on the fur been deciphered?" Lin San asked straightforwardly.

  Zhang Hongru pointed at the chair in front of him: "You sit down first."

  "Oh." Lin San responded with a single word and walked over to sit down in the chair.

  That sheepskin was spread flat on the office desk, with several pieces of celadon pressed around it.

  Zhang Hongru gazed steadily at Lin San: "Tell me the truth, how did you get this fur? Don't lie to me!"

  Lin San furrowed his brow: "It's indeed a gift from a friend, but my friend didn't know about the existence of this fur either."

  "Huh?" Zhang Hongru looked at Lin San with a puzzled expression, not understanding what he meant.

  "My friend gave me a jade Guanyin, and once I accidentally broke it, revealing the fur inside..." Lin San explained with a mix of truth and falsehood.

  "It turned out to be like this." Zhang Hongru was somewhat enlightened: "I said, such a precious thing, how could your friend bear to give it away?"

  "Professor Zhang, have you finally deciphered the text on the fur?" Lin San couldn't help but ask.

  Zhang Hongru nodded: "It's basically been deciphered."

  "Ah, then quickly tell me what's written above." Lin San said excitedly.

  Zhang Hongru moved his lips, but didn't say anything.

  "What's wrong?" Lin San looked at Zhang Hongru in surprise.

  Zhang Hongru took a deep breath, his tone becoming somewhat serious: "The things recorded on this sheepskin are really unbelievable, I don't even know what to say. Never mind, you take a look yourself..." As he spoke, Zhang Hongru pulled out a handwritten manuscript from the drawer and handed it to Lin San.

  Lin San took over the manuscript and read it carefully.

  The draft was densely written with many words, and Lin San looked at it for a few moments before his expression turned extremely serious. According to the draft: In ancient times, a group of ferocious beasts persecuted humans, killing and injuring countless people, and when humanity faced the danger of extinction, a kind-hearted immortal descended from heaven, using his immense divine power to destroy all the ferocious beasts that harmed humans. Finally, the immortal himself was seriously injured and on the verge of death. At the moment before he passed away, the immortal refined the remaining bit of his divine magic into a green orb and tore off a piece of skin from his body, recording the story of how he descended to the mortal world to destroy the ferocious beasts. According to the immortal himself, if one day a cultivator finds this green orb, they should not absorb all the divine magic inside at once, but rather slowly and gradually refine it, otherwise, due to differences in the properties of the divine magic, rejection may occur, causing unnecessary trouble.

  "Isn't there still a green bead in your hand?" Zhang Hongru's eyes stared intently at Lin San.

  Lin San licked his lips: "Not bad, I really have a green bead in my hand."

  Zhang Hongru's eyes lit up: "Does the green bead really contain immortal methods?"

  Lin San smiled slightly and asked in return: "Does Professor Zhang really believe that there are immortals in this world?"

  "This..." Professor Zhang was taken aback: "There are many things in the world that cannot be explained, as for whether there are immortals in the world, I have always been reserved. Since deciphering the meaning of the text on this animal skin, my heart has not been calm... Can you bring me that green bead to take a look? Don't worry, I'll return it to you immediately after I've seen it!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Hongru looked at Lin San with a hopeful face.

  "The blue orb is not on me." Lin San tactfully declined, the blue orb was too important, how could Lin San let Zhang Hongru examine it, what if something unexpected happened?

  "Oh." Zhang Hongru's face showed a hint of disappointment, then he thought of something and took out another white paper from the drawer and handed it to Lin San.

  Lin San took over the white paper with a puzzled expression: "What is this?"

  "The last few lines of text on the fur you gave me recorded three locations, I spent a day and night's hard work to barely decipher one of the place names, but I really couldn't decipher the other two." Zhang Hongru shook his head helplessly.

  "What's the name of this terrain?" Lin San lowered his head and took a glance at the white paper, his eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Qingyun Peak? I've never heard of this name before."

  Zhang Hongru smiled: "At first, I hadn't heard of Qingyun Peak either. I thought I had translated it wrong. Later, after reading a large number of historical geography books, I finally found the location of Qingyun Peak."

  "Oh? Where?" Lin San hastily asked.

  Zhang Hongru stood up, took out a yellowed map from the bookshelf, spread it flat on the office desk, and pointed to a not very conspicuous mountain peak, saying: "This is Qingyun Peak. I've checked, this Qingyun Peak has an elevation of only over 1,000 meters, it's a dead volcano."

  "What? Dead volcano?" Lin San was stunned.

  Zhang Hongru nodded: "That's right, this Qingyun Peak is a dead volcano, located in a remote area, surrounded by desolate mountains and ridges, with almost no human habitation."

  Lin San took a closer look at Qingyun Peak and found that it was located within the borders of Huhai Province. According to the map, there were no signs of human habitation around Qingyun Peak, so the country had not built any roads. To reach the foot of Qingyun Peak, one could only hike over several hills.

  "It's strange that this chapter of the fur has records of Qingyun Peak. Could it be that there is some kind of treasure on Qingyun Peak?" Zhang Hongru muttered to himself.

  "Treasure?" Lin San's heart skipped a beat. The text on the fur was written by an immortal, and it was impossible for an immortal to casually write down the name of Qingyun Peak without any reason. There must be some secret hidden on this Qingyun Peak, perhaps even treasure. Thinking of this, Lin San's heart burned with excitement, and he wished he could immediately sprout wings and fly to Qingyun Peak to take a look.

  "Uh, I have something I want to mention to you..." Zhang Hongru hesitated.

  Lin San looked up and gazed at Zhang Hongru: "Professor Zhang, just say what you have to say."

  Zhang Hongru hesitated for a moment and said: "The things recorded on this sheepskin are really too shocking, I think it's better to hand it over to the national department..." Zhang Hongru was a typical old scholar, who always put the national interest first. Now that the sheepskin records such an earth-shaking event, it should be reported to the country from both emotional and rational perspectives.

  Lin San's eyebrows furrowed, and his tone changed slightly: "Hand it over to the national authorities?"

  "That's right, Mr. Lin, listen to me, this fur..." Zhang Hongru was afraid that Lin San would not agree, so he started to persuade him with good words.

  Lin San waved his hand: "Professor Zhang, don't say anything more, I won't give up the fur."

  "Mr. Lin, I hope you can reconsider seriously again." Zhang Hongru said persistently.

  "I'm sorry, this fur is very important to me and I absolutely cannot hand it over. Also, I hope Professor Zhang can help me keep the contents recorded on the fur a secret." Lin San said as he picked up the fur from the desk and stuffed it into his bosom.

  Zhang Hongru shook his head: "I'm extremely sorry, as a scholar and professor, I cannot deceive the country..."

  Lin San narrowed his eyes: "It seems you want to force me to use some extreme measures." After finishing, Lin San raised two fingers and lightly poked Zhang Hongru's forehead, a dazzling white light instantly pierced between Zhang Hongru's eyebrows.

  Zhang Hongru's head tilted to one side and he fell to the ground.