Winnie raised her head, glaring at Luo De.

Her blue eyes were filled with anger, without a hint of submission.

"I know what you want."

In Winnie's weak voice, there was a raspiness, but the provocative tone did not diminish,

"But what you can't find, no one can."

"Oh, really?"

Luo De looked calmly at the building complex of Frost Castle.

His gaze swept from the main building to the wings, and then from the tower to the cellar entrance.

"No one can?"

"No one can."

Winnie pulled at the corners of her mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Even if you use more people, mobilize more soldiers, and turn over every stone brick in the whole castle, you still won't find it."

"That's our family's three-hundred-year legacy, only the true successor can know it."

Winnie chuckled lightly, "I know you don't believe it, but I don't know either, even if you torture me to death, you won't find out."

"The more you say so, the more curious I am about its location."

Luo De no longer paid attention to Winnie, but did not order her to be taken away.

Luo De turned around and instructed Prophet Bai Shuang: "Try using your divination first."

"Yes, Saint Master."

Prophet Bai Shuang responded respectfully.

He then had the soldiers bring a fire basin and took a herb pouch from the leather pouch at his waist and threw it into the fire basin.

Next, Prophet Bai Shuang spread out a huge bear skin on the ground.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the bear skin and closed his eyes.

From his bosom, he grabbed a handful of polished beast bone fragments, each of which had a different shape, with strange patterns carved on them.

Prophet Bai Shuang began to chant in a low voice, holding the bone fragments between his hands, constantly shaking and kneading.

At this moment, Lusen widened his eyes and stared closely at Prophet Bai Shuang—he felt the energy fluctuation.

Prophet Bai Shuang remained focused, suddenly casting them onto the bear skin before him.

After the crisp collision sound, the bone fragments scattered on the bear skin, forming a specific arrangement.

Prophet Bai Shuang opened his eyes and leaned in to carefully observe the positions of the bone fragments.

"Saint Master."

Prophet Bai Shuang raised his head and reported respectfully: "In the northwest direction."

"The treasure's scent is strongest in the northwest, but it is mingled with evil filth."

Luo De nodded slightly, "Very good."

Prophet Bai Shuang's divination abilities are limited, only capable of determining the general direction.

But it also saves Luo De a lot of effort.

"Just tossing a few bones to find our family's treasure?"

Winnie sneered,

"I admit, Luo De, your dragon is impressive, but this ugly, short old man, hehe."

Winnie shook her head,

"Truly ridiculous."

Luo De remained calm, not acknowledging Winnie's words.

"Great Saint Master."

Prophet Bai Shuang suddenly spoke, respectfully saying: "If my divination is correct, could you grant this woman to me?"

"In the event you no longer need her."

Prophet Bai Shuang's words instantly shocked Winnie.

She wanted to say something, then suddenly realized her previous denial, ultimately holding back from speaking.

"Okay."

Luo De casually agreed, then took the magic wand from his sleeve and slowly walked in the northwest direction of Frost Castle.

Next, closing his eyes, Luo De carefully focused his spiritual power on the magic wand in his hand.

Once the spiritual power entered the wand, it suddenly amplified, transforming into tiny spiritual tendrils, carrying Luo De's consciousness swiftly forward.

The spiritual tendrils penetrated through the thick stone walls, passed the dusty corridors, and drilled into one room after another.

Storerooms piled with clutter, stables, servants' dormitories, the dungeon, and some filthy corners.

But there was no trace of the Treasure Vault.

Even as the spiritual tendrils extended to both sides, penetrating several meters deep into the ground, they still did not find any hollow or hidden building structure.

Luo De withdrew the spiritual tendrils, frowning slightly.

"Didn't find it, did you?"

Winnie's weak voice echoed, her lips curling into a smug arc.

"I didn't deceive you; no one can find it."

"If it's in Frost Castle, it's impossible not to find it."

Luo De still remained calm, showing no signs of frustration or impatience.

The Treasure Vault is there, if necessary, the rocky ridge can overturn Frost Castle.

But after saying this, Luo De suddenly paused

—Who said the Cold Blade Clan's Treasure Vault must be hidden within Frost Castle?

"Bring Gala here." Luo De ordered.

"Yes, Lord."

The Guard nodded in response and quickly ran to the barracks.

The barracks of Frost Castle is now where three battalions of the Gang Le Vanguard Corps are stationed.

Soon, Gala followed the Guard and rushed over.

"Saint Master, what are your orders?" Gala bowed in respect.

Luo De asked: "In the northwest direction of Frost Castle, is there any filthy or evil place?"

"Well…"

Gala thought for a moment, slowly saying: "On a barren slope two miles away, there are piles of bones, and some grave mounds, should be a chaos burial site."

"Not sure if it meets your requirements."

Within noble estates, some executed criminals, peasants, and slaves who died poorly without family or relatives to handle it.

If no one took care of them, they'd be casually discarded; the kind-hearted might bury them.

But not everywhere can be discarded, so a designated place for such bodies is created, and over time, it becomes a chaos burial site.

"Let's go and have a look there."

Luo De ordered.

"Yes, Saint Master."

Gala responded respectfully, swiftly stepping forward to lead the way.

Luo De followed with Prophet Bai Shuang, Lusen, and others. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The soldiers hoisted Winnie, forcibly dragging her at the back of the convoy.