System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

Chapter 222

"Test, what test?"

"There's just an abandoned, dry well here, and there's nothing in it!"

The fat man took out his entrenching tool and tapped here and there on the well wall, but found nothing unusual.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin closed his eyes, seemingly recalling some crucial information.

"I remember the entrance was in this dry well, but my memory of any other information is very vague and I can't recall it at all."

Zhang Qilin said something and then stretched out two long, slender fingers, tracing them across the well wall.

"Faqiu" refers to the ability to detect and crack any tiny mechanism.

He walked around the bottom of the well but shook his head, clearly unable to find the entrance.

Zhang Hao smiled. If this place was indeed renovated by the Zhang family ancestors to test their descendants, it certainly wouldn't have been so easy to find.

After all, no one understood the Zhang family's methods better than the Zhang family's ancestors.

Over the centuries, many of the skills our ancestors possessed have been lost, and even those that have been passed down are not as well mastered as they were back then.

Therefore, their attempt to test their descendants through various means, and finding the entrance using the Zhang family's methods, is clearly not going to be so simple.

Of course, all of this was useless against Zhang Hao, whose methods were beyond the comprehension of the Zhang family ancestors.

Zhang Hao moved his lips twice, emitting a peculiar sound wave.

When the sound waves encountered an obstacle and returned, the entire scene at the bottom of the well appeared in his mind.

"Ok?"

Under normal circumstances, sound waves travel far more than four or five meters in the soil.

However, the sound waves he emitted could only penetrate four or five meters at most underground; there was no way to reach deeper than that.

It is obvious that the bottom of the well must have been specially modified by the Zhang family ancestors.

No wonder Zhang Qilin couldn't find the entrance using the "Tomb Raider's Finger" technique.

However, the Zhang family ancestors certainly never imagined that someone like Zhang Hao existed.

He merged with all things to gain various abilities, which was clearly beyond their comprehension.

"Fatty, dig deeper into this spot."

Zhang Hao marked a range on the well wall and told the fat man to dig inside.

"okay."

The fat man responded and started digging at the spot Zhang Hao had indicated with his entrenching tool.

He is strong to begin with, and he also knows how to dig, so he can dig very quickly.

When he dug about four meters deep, there was a loud "bang" when he shoveled down.

"Found something!"

The fat man shouted excitedly, then cleared away the surrounding dirt, and soon a small stone door appeared.

"Uncle, you're amazing! How did you determine that the entrance was in this location?"

“That’s right, the guy used the ‘Tomb Raider’ technique, which is said to be able to find all the smallest mechanisms, but he couldn’t find it. Zhang Hao, you were just standing there, how did you know where the entrance was?”

"Look at the location the boss pointed out, it perfectly aligns with the stone gate, without the slightest deviation!"

While everyone was wondering how Zhang Hao found the location of the stone gate, Zhang Qilin was also listening intently.

No one understood the power of the "Tomb Raider's Finger" better than him. Even the "Tomb Raider's Finger" couldn't find the spot, but Zhang Hao could easily find it. He was also very curious about how Zhang Hao did it.

"Hey, look at the stone gate! It looks like a Qilin carved on it!"

Zhang Hao didn't know how to explain for a moment, so he quickly changed the subject.

The stone gate that the fat man had cleared was covered with tiny indentations, each about the size of a finger. When viewed as a whole, it resembled a fire-riding Qilin.

As expected, everyone was drawn to the Qilin on the stone gate and stopped asking Zhang Hao how he discovered it.

"Brother, if I remember correctly, the Qilin is your family's totem, right? You have a Qilin tattoo on your shoulder, which looks exactly the same as the one on the stone gate."

Zhang Qilin nodded in response: "Not bad."

After saying that, he stepped forward and ran his fingers over the stone gate.

When his finger touched the mouth of the Qilin, he stretched out a finger and pressed it in.

The next second, blood was seen flowing from the Qilin's mouth. The bright red blood flowed along the grooves on the stone door and quickly spread throughout the entire Qilin.

"boom!"

Suddenly the stone gate began to shake.

"What a peculiar mechanism; it actually requires blood to activate."

Everyone marveled at the ingenuity of the mechanism when they saw how the stone door opened.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but marvel at the prowess of the Zhang family's ancestors.

The presence of the Qilin on the stone gate indicates that Qilin blood is required to open it. How did the Zhang family ancestors, thousands of years ago, accurately determine whether the blood on the stone gate was Qilin blood?

As the stone gate trembled more and more violently, everyone stared intently at it, curious about what might be inside.

However, the tremors of the stone door stopped abruptly the next second, and the stone door remained tightly sealed, showing no sign of opening.

"How could this happen? It was just about to open, why did the mechanism suddenly stop?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said, "My blood purity is not high enough."

"What? Young man, aren't you the Zhang family patriarch? If your blood purity isn't high enough, then who else can open this stone door?"

Zhang Hao wasn't surprised; the purity of the Zhang family's Qilin blood decreased over time.

The Zhang family today is nothing like the Zhang family of thousands of years ago.

In Zhang Hao's branch of the Zhang family, even the characteristics of Qilin blood no longer manifest.

It's not hard to understand why Zhang Qilin's Qilin blood couldn't open this stone door.

Upon hearing that even the blood of Zhang Qilin, the Zhang family patriarch, couldn't open the stone gate, everyone realized that it was even more impossible for anyone else to do so.

One by one, they were deeply disappointed.

If the stone gate can't be opened, then we can only go back the way we came?

The fat man looked unwilling to give up. He took out a bundle of explosives from his backpack: "It's just a stone door, I don't believe we can't blow it open!"

"Fatty, there's no need to try. The entire stone door is made of Tianxing Stone, which is harder than diamond. It can't be blown open at all."

Zhang Hao originally intended to blast the stone door open with a single punch, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that the stone door was made of celestial star stone, and that there was a mechanism connected to the back of the door. If he used brute force to break the stone door, the mechanism behind the door would definitely activate automatically, and the inside would self-destruct, leaving him with no clues, let alone passing the test of the Zhang family ancestors.

"So what? Are we going to give up?"

"Let me try."

Zhang Hao knew that his Qilin blood had evolved and was much purer than Zhang Qilin's, so he should be able to open the stone door.

"Uncle, are you sure?"

Wu Tianzhen usually trusted Zhang Hao the most; in her eyes, Zhang Hao was the most capable and omnipotent.

Although it was discovered in the Qinling Mountains that the Zhang family, to which Zhang Hao belonged, was originally one family with the Zhang family in Northeast China.

But I've never heard of anyone in my maternal grandfather's family having Qilin blood.

So when Zhang Hao said he wanted to give it a try, he couldn't believe it.

"Naive, have you forgotten that Brother Zhang Hao's blood is also very special, seemingly even stronger than Xiao Ge's."

Only after being reminded by the fat man did Wu Tianzhen recall that Zhang Hao had used blood several times along the way.

His bloodline seemed to exhibit even stronger abilities than Zhang Qilin's.

At the time, we didn't know the reason, but now it seems to be related to the blood of the Qilin.

"Uncle, I believe in you!"

Zhang Hao smiled, stepped forward, stuck a finger into the Qilin's mouth, and pressed down hard.

A stone needle was inserted into the finger, and blood instantly flowed from the wound and then flowed along the grooves on the stone door, covering the entire stone door.

The next second, a blinding red light suddenly flashed on the stone gate.

At the same time, the stone gate began to shake violently, making a much stronger noise than when Zhang Qilin tried to open it.

"Rumble..."

Once the red light dissipated, the stone gate slowly opened from the outside in.