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Chapter 150 The Secret of Fanlou

The white fox spirit Yaoyao kept casting healing spells on the old ghost, her hands trembling as she cried out, "Old man! You can't die! I'll save you!"

She was like a helpless little animal desperately trying to keep her loved ones by her side, so pitiful it broke your heart.

The old ghost was gratified that he could see his little apprentice crying for him before he died. "Girl, it's no use, listen to me!"

"You must be careful of the people in the royal family of the Mantuo Empire! The founding emperor of the Mantuo Empire, Xiao Qishan, was a person from another world. He created the Mantuo Empire by his own strength. Later, his body began to weaken for no reason. No matter how many precious pills he took, it was no use. He died not long after, and he died in great pain and with great resentment!"

“I was once a deputy general under Xiao Qishan. I took a longevity pill given to me by him, which is why I have survived until now. Fanlou was also founded by Xiao Qishan. After he died, he handed Fanlou over to me.”

"Xiao Qishan left a will forbidding his descendants from interfering in the affairs of Fanlou, and also forbidding members of the royal family from entering the top floor of Fanlou. However, his descendants were unwilling to accept this and kept trying to find the key to the top floor of Fanlou, believing that there was a way to another world in the top floor."

“They all believe that their ancestors came from another world, and that the world their ancestors lived in must have been very powerful, so they want to find a way to get to that world.”

"Ha! Ridiculous! They don't understand that every bizarre event comes at a price!"

The old ghost was barely breathing, as if he were about to disappear at any moment.

When he said these words, his eyes were calm and relaxed, with a sense of relief as if he was about to be released.

Bai Hu Yaoyao withdrew her hand from the healing spell and silently accepted the fact that her master was going to die.

The old man, trembling and with bloodied hands, took out a golden token. "Now that I'm about to die, I'll tell you this secret. There really is a secret on the top floor of Fanlou. There's a secret room inside, which was built by Xiao Qishan himself. This token is the key to that secret room. Xiao Qishan gave it to me before he died. He said that only a destined person can open the door to that secret room."

"The royal family of the Mando Empire has always believed that the secret to the other world lies in that secret room, and they have been searching for this token for many years."

“The token has a spirit. None of the members of the Mantuo Empire’s royal family could make the token change. I knew then that those people were not the destined ones for the secret chamber.”

"When I first met you, this token resonated with you. In order to verify some things, I shamelessly took you as my disciple and gave you the Fanlou token."

"I just hope that one day when you go to Fanlou, I will give you this secret room token."

"I just never expected that this trip back to Fanlou would almost be the last one to make it back."

"Those people in the royal family somehow heard that the key to the secret chamber was in my hands. I was hunted down as soon as I returned to the Manto Empire. Fortunately, I came back alive and saw you."

"Girl! Take this token and go to Fanlou when you have some free time. I'm actually curious about what's inside, but unfortunately I can't see it anymore. You can go and take a look for me..."

After the old ghost finished speaking, he breathed his last, and the token fell to the ground.

"Master! Master..."

The white fox Yaoyao cried hysterically, hoping that her master would wake up.

Holding her master's gradually cooling body, the white fox Yaoyao was heartbroken.

Her master is dead. How can she explain this to her fellow disciples?

Who would shamelessly ask her for drinks all day long?
The white fox Yaoyao picked up the token from the ground; it was because of this that her master had died.

"Master, don't worry! Whoever killed you, I will make them pay a hundredfold!"

She held the token tightly in her hand, oblivious to the cuts her palm made by the token's edge.

The moment the blood touched the token, it was instantly absorbed by the token.

The golden token flashed with a golden light and then disappeared.

The white fox Yaoyao didn't even notice this phenomenon.

She put the old ghost's body into her spatial dimension and informed her senior brothers and sisters of her master's death.

They were all very calm, as if they had expected this day to come.

"Junior Sister, when Master left this time, he told us that you should handle his affairs after his death, and that we shouldn't participate." Shen Qingshan's hand holding the pen was trembling. It was clear that his calm face concealed something he was trying his best to suppress.

"Junior Sister, Master did say that when he was alive. We...we won't go back. You can handle Master's funeral arrangements yourself," Zi Mei said, choking back tears.

Wang Dali nodded vigorously, his eyes red.

Seeing her senior brothers and sisters holding back their tears, Bai Hu Yaoyao felt a pang of sadness.

"Alright! Then I will handle Master's funeral arrangements myself."

As Baihu Yaoyao snapped the communication stone, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

The others also covered their faces and cried when they hung up the communication stones; their suppressed sobs were heartbreaking.

Bai Hu Yaoyao didn't know why her master wouldn't let her senior brothers and sisters handle his funeral arrangements, so she returned to her space.

"Master, I'll bury you next to my father! That way you can keep each other company."

On the mountain in the space, there is already a solitary grave.

The white fox Yaoyao personally dug a pit, put her master in a coffin, and buried him herself.

Another new grave has appeared on the mountain.

"Ah Zhao, tell me, why do those who are good to me not live long?" The white fox Yao Yao knelt beside the grave.

A Zhao's figure flew out of the pendant.

【Yaoyao, you should be content! He's human, and he's lived for over two hundred years, which is already incredibly remarkable. Otherwise, your healing magic wouldn't have been ineffective against him.】

White Fox Yaoyao wiped away her tears and came to terms with it. "Yes! Master has lived for so long, he should be content!"

“No wonder he looked at me strangely when I gave him the longevity pill, and in the end he didn’t take it. He just put it away like a treasure. Now I understand. The longevity pill he took could make him live for a hundred years or more. My longevity pill that could extend his life by ten years had no effect on him.”

The person who can give their master an elixir that extends his life by a hundred years must be no ordinary person.

Now she was even more curious about what exactly was in the secret room of Fanlou.

Whether human or deity, no one can live forever. Even the creator god of heaven and earth could not live as long as heaven itself. You should have come to terms with that long ago.

The Five Elements Technique you've cultivated isn't invincible; it can't save everyone.

"I understand!" Bai Hu Yaoyao had never experienced family affection. If someone showed her even a little bit of care, she would repay them tenfold or a hundredfold.

When someone who was good to her passed away, she started to get stuck on things.

She was determined to keep those relatives who were good to her.

But she forgot that all living beings, no matter what kind, will die one day.

The world is vast, and people are born, grow old, get sick, and die; death is inevitable.

The white fox Yaoyao looked at A Zhao, whose body seemed to have become even more transparent. "A Zhao, I couldn't wake you up the other day. Are you very weak? How can I help you?"

What can you do to help me? My disappearance is inevitable; you don't need to worry about me.

I came out today to tell you something about Lu Yiming.

"My father? What happened to him?" White Fox Yaoyao glanced at Lu Laosan's grave.

His father has been dead for several years, what could possibly happen to him?
(End of this chapter)