They all call me Great Master

Everyone stared dumbfounded in the direction Arthur was pointing.

It was a wooden door that was only half the height of a man.

A child could enter with ease, but an adult would have to bend down.

Of course, that wasn't the point.

The point was that everyone present was astounded by Arthur's seemingly frivolous method.

Even the greenest rookies had heard of people tossing twigs to decide which way to go when lost in the wilderness.

But veterans knew that was wrong.

The correct method was to set up a stick, lock in the position of its shadow, and then determine the east and west directions based on the trajectory of the shadow's movement with the sun.

But what was the principle behind using a walking stick to find your way?

Could it be, leaving it to destiny?

Almost subconsciously, many thought of the charlatans in the 'Spirit Medium' circles.

However, with Arthur's reputation and strength, he shouldn't be a swindler, right?

Could it be that we fail to see the mystery in it?

A group of people standing in the passageway began to doubt their lives, especially the 'Storm Sword' group of professional Relic Hunters, who felt as if their entire worldview had been shattered.

Is this really possible?!

They screamed internally in self-questioning, much like a group of prairie dogs popping up all at once.

'Of course, this is possible!'

After registering the stupefied looks of everyone, Arthur silently said to himself.

This was the result of 3000 rats scouting the way.

How could it not be successful?

Of course, Arthur would certainly not reveal the truth to the others.

"One of the Kledos Family's secret techniques: the Pathfinding Technique!"

With these words, he pushed open the door and bent down to enter.

Marinda was the second to enter.

This lady wasn't sure what the 'Pathfinding Technique' that Arthur mentioned was, but she believed that Arthur wouldn't joke about such a thing.

Marinda was proved right.

After she passed the narrow corridor, a bright space opened up before her.

Nine doors appeared before her.

Clearly, that challenge was over.

Now, here lays another.

However, compared to the Gate of Life and Death 3000, these nine doors were naturally much easier.

A sense of relaxation appeared in Marinda's eyes.

Then, the lady couldn't help but ask softly—

"Is that all the 'Pathfinding Technique' does?

Can it lead us to the path of 'the item we desire in our hearts'?"

Arthur rolled his eyes secretly.

If he really had such a secret technique, he would first seek a 'safe shelter' for himself.

However, the young 'Spirit Medium' said aloud,

"The 'Pathfinding Technique' was invented by my grandpa, Old Charlie, based on the trait of our 'Spirit Medium' bloodline.

For now, it can only pinpoint the correct paths in a maze.

If you're looking to use it to find the path to the item in your heart?

I'd recommend asking a certain captain for that compass."

Asking would credit it to my grandpa.

Asking again would attribute it to the trait of the Kledos bloodline.

After all, unless Old Charlie is found, no one can poke holes in Arthur's lies.

But 'Storm Sword' and his group, who had just emerged from the corridor, were rather crestfallen.

After confirming that the 'Pathfinding Technique' worked, including 'Storm Sword' Deljo himself, they were prepared to accumulate enough Meritorious Service to exchange for this secret technique.

No!

It was a Miracle Technique!

For these Relic Explorers, such a secret technique was nothing short of a Miracle Technique.

But the fact that this kind of secret technique required the support of a bloodline,

very soon, 'Storm Sword' and the others adjusted their mindset.

In their view, it was normal for a technique that could be considered a Miracle Technique to be supported by a bloodline; otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to be so miraculous.

However, being able to create such a secret technique was enough to show what kind of foundation the Kledos Family had.

To follow such a family was to have a tremendous future.

Meanwhile, Marinda quietly took note of the 'Pathfinding Technique' while her mind began to linger on that compass.

Although she had not heard of any captain possessing such a compass, it did not stop her from investigating later.

Of course, this lady was certain that Arthur intentionally spoke in half-truths.

For what purpose?

Naturally, it was to dig for benefits from her.

'That bastard, seventeen new ships aren't enough?'

Marinda muttered to herself, yet her gaze followed Arthur's movements.

She wanted to see the 'Pathfinding Technique' in action again.

Arthur did not disappoint her, and the next moment, he raised his hand again.

Then—

Clack!

The walking stick toppled to one side, and the tip pointed to—the wall!

The wall?!

Everyone gasped in surprise.

It was the 'Door of Concealment'!

Who would have expected the owner of the relic to use a 'Door of Concealment' to hide the true path once, and then use it again after the Gate of Life and Death 3000?

If it weren't for the 'Pathfinding Technique', there would have been casualties that should not have occurred.

Instantly, Urs and 'Storm Sword' Deljo looked at Arthur with gratitude in their eyes.

Because the task of exploring the way would certainly fall to their subordinates.

"Such a handy technique, he would definitely not use it just once!"

Arthur uttered, picked up the walking stick, and tapped the wall lightly.

Immediately, the 'Door of Concealment' opened, and a spacious, smooth path appeared.

But everyone frowned upon seeing this passage.

An indescribable sense of danger arose in everyone's hearts.

"It's a trap-laden passage!

Everybody, be careful..."

'Storm Sword' Deljo warned everyone, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw Arthur already stepping forward.

"Sir!"

'Storm Sword' Deljo exclaimed in alarm.

Although he knew Arthur was incredibly powerful, this kind of brute-force approach was ill-advised.

His power might protect him personally, but the relic could be damaged.

Some Relic Explorers from the North County had a penchant for such reckless actions.

It was only after being buried alive as a group that they learned to be more restrained, choosing a much more cautious approach.

In the midst of 'Storm Sword' Deljo's terrified gaze, Arthur, however, strolled through the trap-laden corridor as if he were walking in a leisurely garden, mumbling to himself—

"To find the dragon, divide the gold, look at the coiled mountains, a layer of coils is a layer of gates..."

Arthur simply couldn't help himself.

Although it was all thanks to the little mice, walking through a corridor that seemed like a tomb passage, Arthur couldn't help but reminisce about his younger days.

Subconsciously, Arthur looked down at his index and middle fingers.

'Pity they're not the usual length.

Tsk, still lacking the Ancient Ingot Knife and Qilin Blood!

Uh...

Did I just mix up the scenes?

Did I get it confused?

Haha, can't tell, can't tell.'

Thinking to himself, Arthur quickened his pace, passing through the trap corridor under the incredulous gazes of everyone.

"Follow the floor tiles I just walked on," he said.

Immediately, the team sprang into action.

Only 'Storm Sword' Deljo seemed a bit dazed.

"To find the dragon, divide the gold, look at the coiled mountains, a layer of coils is a layer of gates... Is that some kind of incantation?

Did my lord rely on this incantation to get through the trap corridor?

How should I use this incantation?" Deljo mumbled to himself.

And he decided right there and then, that once he had enough merit, he would exchange for it.

So useful!

It's indeed so useful!

Many in the 'Storm Sword' squad had similar thoughts.

Marinda's gaze towards Arthur changed once more.

Secret Technique!

Yet another new Secret Technique!

This lady marveled at the depth of the Kledos Family's legacy, all the while admiring Arthur's exceptional talent.

You see, without Arthur's talent, even the multitude of Secret Techniques would be useless.

'Such talent, is it fitting to say it befits the one chosen as the present 'Black Cat'?

Of course, a scoundrel remains a scoundrel!'

This lady sighed at Arthur's talent, but quickly 'corrected her attitude.'

Humph, she would not praise a scoundrel.

Thereafter, the lady watched with an even more focused gaze towards the depths of the ruins—Just now, the previous glance-back of the relic's master was enough to prove that this was not a person easy to deal with.

Door of Concealment.

Gate of Life and Death 3000.

A mix and match with the Door of Concealment.

And the trap corridor.

This lady didn't know what was going to happen next, but she knew it was time to be more vigilant.

Others felt the same way.

They inexplicably sensed danger.

Especially those with enough Spirituality, right now they were truly panicked.

Little Winna had already tightened her grip on her sister's clothes.

About 20 minutes into their silent march—

Hiss, hiss.

A low hissing sound emerged.

Suddenly, everyone instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons.

After another 3 minutes of walking, the scene before them made most of the team gasp in cold breath.

Snakes!

Hundreds of snakes blocked their path forward.

These snakes slithered and twisted in the darkness, flicking their tongues.

Their cold, unblinking eyes were fixed on the intruders.

But that wasn't the most terrifying thing.

Most horrifying was, behind the swarm of snakes, a gargantuan snake was coiled in formation, its head hanging low in slumber.

But as the footsteps of the team approached, those tightly closed Serpent's Gaze eyes opened—

Wham!

An intangible momentum burst forth, and aside from Arthur, Marinda, and Deljo, the rest of the team started to stagger, even the Head Hunter Urs of Marinda's team was gritting his teeth to endure.

"Ferocious Beast!"

'Storm Sword' felt his scalp tingle.

In his many years of exploration, this was the first time he had actually encountered a Ferocious Beast.

Although he had encountered Arcane Creatures before, Ferocious Beasts were different.

Only those who had reached the 'Entry' level could be called Ferocious Beasts.

Clang!

'Storm Sword' Deljo's Longsword was drawn from its sheath.

Marinda also dared not be careless; she drew out her pipe once again.

Across from them, the group of snakes also raised their heads, hissing.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Amidst the collective hissing, the giant snake moved its body, its thickness comparable to a carriage, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression to everyone.

Many clenched their teeth in fear.

Yet, amidst them all, Arthur was different.

"Ah," he sighed.

The young Spirit Medium exhaled and, holding his staff, calmly proceeded forward.

The venomous snakes, which were previously tensed and threatening, parted ways for Arthur, not only clearing a wide path for him but also bowing their heads in respect as he passed.

They allowed Arthur to walk right up to their king... No, right in front of that giant snake.

In their eyes at this moment, the king had already changed.

It was Arthur,

Not the giant serpent!

The giant serpent roared angrily, its body undulating and sending tremors through the corridor, but as Arthur approached, confusion flickered in its eyes.

Then disbelief.

And then shock.

And after that, joy.

That deep sense of joy welling up from the depths of its soul made the giant snake's tail wag back and forth.

In front of everyone's astonished eyes, Arthur stood before the giant snake, and the young Spirit Medium softly said—

"My name is Arthur Kredos.

Will you follow me?"