777米奇影

Despite Luo Feng’s best efforts, no rare treasures had been discovered.

The audience, intently watching the live stream, were noticeably deflated. Unfazed, Luo Feng initiated the system’s scanner once more. He conducted a level two scan, followed by a level three, but all to no avail.

That is not entirely accurate though; the scan did unearth an array of jewels, along with tiles hailing either from the Ming or Qing dynasty. However, these artifacts were utterly irrelevant in their search for relics from the Xia dynasty, or the much-coveted Divine Needle of the Seas. The gap between the Xia and Qing dynasties spanned over three thousand years; establishing any connection between the two was virtually impossible.

Even if records of the Divine Needle from the Qing era were discovered, it would not provide substantial evidence. After all, the disparity between the Xia and Qing, or even the present and Xia, were all too vast. Delving into the annals of thousands of years, clarity was an elusive dream.

“Activate a level five scan!” said Luo Feng, agitation creeping into his voice. After the third and fourth-level scans had yielded no results, he invested a million Reputation Points to initiate a wide-area scan. Minutes later, the scan results materialized, revealing a treasure marker shining like a beacon in the pitch-black night, guiding Luo Feng’s quest.

“Over there, chart our course in that direction!” Luo Feng commanded, pointing decisively. “My years studying fengshui assure me the Divine Sea Stabilizing Needle lies yonder. Trust in me, everyone!” And with that, he plunged into the water.

“Damn! See that flawless dive? No splash at all!”

“A true professional! What a waste if he doesn’t compete in diving!” “That was a top-tier dive from a professional perspective!” “Looks like the honest man’s up for some teasing!”

“I guess I’m the honest man, then!”

Once Luo Feng submerged into the murky depths, visibility plunged. Yet, the gleaming treasure marker was etched in his mind. All he had to do was follow its guidance.

“Luo Feng mentioned that the Divine Needle of the Seas lies beneath. Can that be true?” Li Shishi questioned as she watched Luo Feng dive. The notion of finding the Divine Needle so easily seemed absurd to her. After all, they’d only been out for a day. Could Luo Feng have truly located it already?

“I can’t say for sure either. Finding the Divine Needle shouldn’t be this straightforward!” Su Meiji voiced her concerns. In general, treasure hunts required extensive exploration spanning several days. Even the initial task of unearthing clues was arduous. This time, things seemed far too convenient. She harbored a suspicion that Luo Feng might be pulling their leg.

“The Divine Sea Stabilizing Needle isn’t comparable to the trinkets we’ve unearthed before. As per the historical records, it’s a river-depth measuring device and must be at least ten meters long. Sonar should easily detect such a massive object. I suspect the captain tipped off Luo Feng about a large underwater find, which Luo Feng deduced to be the Divine Needle,” An Peng speculated, eyes fixed on the water below. Despite the lack of concrete evidence, he believed there must be some basis for Luo Feng’s conviction.

“I suppose An Peng’s theory does have merit. The Divine Needle is certainly not like the minuscule Seal of Truth we’ve discovered before,” Li Shishi added, laughter resonating in her words.

Meanwhile, Luo Feng was plunging deeper into the water, the increasing pressure weighing on his chest. Nevertheless, given his athletic prowess and adept diving skills, this challenge was trivial.

Even a depth of tens of meters was well within his capability. The vast range of swimming techniques he had mastered equipped him with skills on par with a professional athlete.

“Could this golden light be hidden beneath the silt?” Luo Feng wondered as he reached the riverbed. As he reached towards the treasure marker, he was met by a layer of silt.

He began to dig, stirring up the silt, rendering the already murky water even murkier. It was unclear how deeply the treasure marker was buried. If it was too deep, Luo Feng’s strength might not be enough to retrieve it, rendering his equipment useless. Such a task would necessitate a professional salvage ship with its specialized equipment. Nonetheless, Luo Feng persisted, plunging his arm into the silt. But, he still felt nothing. This treasure marker was deeply ensconced in the silt.

“What’s going on with Luo Feng? Why hasn’t he surfaced yet?”

“Don’t worry, he has an oxygen tank; he’ll be fine!”

“I’m just worried about the complexity of underwater conditions. What if he gets entangled in aquatic plants?” “Can you see any personnel from the military around?”

“Military personnel? Where?”

“I can’t see them either, but I know they’re present!” Who were they fooling? Someone as influential as Luo Feng was bound to be under the official authorities’ protection.. Rest assured, if Luo Feng were to encounter any underwater troubles, the combat department’s submarine would surface immediately!