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Chapter 444 The Ruins' Deadly Trap: Luring the Enemy into a Trap [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

White wall city.

A Nascent Soul cultivator coming to White Wall City is such a good opportunity that no sect would miss it.

Therefore, Lin Chang'an arrived with his sword attendant and a batch of goods from the sect.

"Senior Sister Bingdie should be ready. Once we set off, we'll notify her to meet us at the border."

The biggest problem in exploring the cave ruins with Lingyou Sanren is actually the conflict between the two major forces of Sima and Daqian, which is the most troublesome aspect.

Otherwise, Elder Cheng wouldn't have attached such importance to it, and would have even secretly sent True Monarch Ice Butterfly to the border to provide support.

This is also to prepare for the worst. If it really causes trouble, Ice Butterfly True Monarch represents the sect's attitude.

Even if the Great Qian Dynasty harbors resentment, it can only swallow it down now.

"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, this is the intelligence on White Wall City that your disciples have compiled recently."

Inside the main hall of the sect's residence, a sword attendant respectfully poured tea, while disciples of the sect respectfully reported below.

Although he does not get involved in the power struggles of the sect, Nascent Soul cultivators themselves wield the greatest power.

Looking at the intelligence jade slip handed to him by the person below, Lin Chang'an couldn't help but look down and examine it. With his powerful divine sense, he could get a general idea of ​​the information in just one glance.

"Recently, the sales of pills for healing and improving cultivation seem to be quite high? Also, the prices of some materials on the market have increased."

Lin Chang'an immediately realized the problem.

At this moment, among the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the main hall, the one in the lead was Shen Meier, whom Bingdie of the sect had been cultivating with great care.

In front of the sect disciples, the alluring Shen Meier was now very reserved and respectful, a far cry from the arrogance she displayed in front of outsiders.

"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, it is said that the demonic forces on the border are stirring up trouble, which has led to an increase in the price of various materials within the territory of the Guardian Alliance."

However, based on past intelligence, it's possible that the major powers behind the scenes are turning a blind eye to this kind of rhetoric and fueling it..."

Shen Meier spoke rather boldly about the various forces, which made her senior and junior brothers secretly break out in a cold sweat.

How could Foundation Establishment disciples say such things carelessly?

Lin Chang'an smiled calmly after hearing this. That's true. The major powers are sitting idly by, also thinking of reaping the spirit stones.

After all, the biggest beneficiaries of the rising prices of various materials are the various Nascent Soul forces within the Guardian Alliance.

What they harvest are the spirit stones of low-level cultivators. They may seem insignificant, but they cannot outweigh the sheer number of low-level cultivators.

"At the same time, major forces can not only earn spirit stones to strengthen themselves, but also suppress low-level cultivators to grow bigger."

To put it bluntly, it all comes down to interests. With cultivation resources becoming increasingly scarce, some independent cultivators have no choice but to seek protection from powerful figures.

Those cultivators who rise to prominence among the independent cultivators gradually become entangled with various major forces.

The Nascent Soul cultivators have grown stronger and acquired more henchmen.

"But there's no smoke without fire. We still need to be careful about changes in the situation. I will be staying in White Wall City for a few months. You should collect as many resources as possible that your sect needs."

"Respect the Supreme Elder's order!"

The group of lower-level disciples bowed respectfully, and Shen Meier, who was in the lead, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before leaving, she glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator who had left a deep impression on her.

When she first joined the sect, she witnessed Elder Lin's Nascent Soul formation, and the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator remains unforgettable in her mind.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator, I wonder if I will ever be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage in this lifetime."

Shen Meier was filled with longing. Although she had matured a lot now, she had even secretly become a disciple of the Ice Butterfly Nascent Soul True Monarch.

But she was no longer the naive girl she once was, and naturally knew the difficulty of achieving the Nascent Soul stage.

"My master has given me orders that he can only officially accept me as his disciple after I have formed my core. I must work hard."

With her spiritual body, she has always been known for her earth-elemental talent within the sect, making her one of the best among her peers. However, other disciples may not necessarily be inferior to her in the future.

Lin Chang'an naturally knew this person; he was a disciple secretly taken in by Bingdie, and she had specifically instructed him on this trip.

"This senior sister really never forgets to win people's hearts."

Sending his own disciples and several talented disciples from within the sect to him for his command is also a form of courting.

But Lin Chang'an chuckled and shook his head, not paying any attention.

After the disciples left, Lin Chang'an looked at the sword attendant and whispered:

"Ling'er, I'm going out for a while. You can wander around the city more. Cultivation requires a balance of work and rest. If you see any spiritual items you like, buy them."

"Thank you, Master."

The sword attendant bowed respectfully, but his palms clenched involuntarily as he looked at his master, his eyes revealing a resolute determination.

My cultivation level is still too weak. Back when my master was still at the Core Formation stage, he would take her with him wherever he went.

She now feels like a burden, which is also the greatest source of her inner strength.

……

Having concealed his aura and altered his appearance, Lin Chang'an wandered through Baibi City.

His only purpose this time was to see if there were any suitable spirit objects for a sword servant to form an infant, and to spread and amplify a rumor.

Sure enough, not long after he arrived in White Wall City, many rumors began to circulate within the city.

"Have you heard? Lin Zhenjun of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect came in person this time, actually to trade a legendary Longevity Fruit with a certain Nascent Soul expert."

"Longevity Fruit, this is a legendary spiritual fruit that can increase one's lifespan by sixty years. Even Nascent Soul stage monsters would be envious."

"No wonder this Nascent Soul True Monarch would come here out of the blue."

“Nascent Soul cultivators have lifespans of over a thousand years, so why would they care about a lifespan of sixty years?”

"If you're so ignorant, who would complain about not having lived long enough?"

"You're still young. You'll understand when you're old enough to comprehend this principle."

Rumors flew everywhere, and spies from various factions within White Wall City quickly relayed them back to their respective sects and families.

Within just a few days, all factions within the Guardian Alliance learned of this news.

Subsequently, after investigation by various forces, it was discovered that a cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had been asking for alchemy for a long time two years ago, and it was unknown when he was accepted.

By the time they discovered it, the man had already excitedly left with the pills.

This made many Nascent Soul cultivators suspicious and paranoid, while others were even envious.

"Longevity Fruit, that old devil Cheng is really generous."

"A fourth-tier mid-grade alchemist is indeed worth the sect doing this for."

"This Longevity Fruit is extremely rare."

Don't underestimate the fact that a single Longevity Fruit only adds a mere sixty years to one's lifespan; for a Nascent Soul cultivator on the verge of death, it's nothing short of a lifeline.

If an elderly Nascent Soul cultivator had a Longevity Fruit at this moment, he would definitely be willing to risk his life.

When the Nascent Soul cultivators in Corpse Valley found out, their faces turned extremely ugly.

The old demon corpse ancestor, who had been possessed and was still recovering his cultivation, was so angry that his face turned green.

"Old man Cheng, you really can survive!"

As the saying goes, one thing rises while the other falls. His last injury was extremely severe. Even if he were to possess another body to rebuild his strength, it would still be a great depletion of his vital energy. Not to mention that he has recovered to the Nascent Soul Realm, just consider the impact of this battle on him.

Having lost over a hundred years of lifespan, he now only has two or three hundred years left to live. Upon hearing that his opponent had obtained a Longevity Fruit, he was naturally filled with envy and longing.

"The sect is planning to form a Nascent Soul, so it's best to avoid provoking the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect recently. Also, there's a message from the Sima clan; let them fight the Great Qian Dynasty themselves."

The three Nascent Soul stage monsters in Corpse Valley also chose to avoid confrontation and not get involved in this mess.

Some people shook their heads at the news, while others nodded secretly.

It's not that they have a particularly good relationship with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect; the biggest reason why many forces are happy to see this is actually because of the stability of the situation.

The four major forces checking and balancing each other is in their best interest.

The Great Qian Dynasty was so powerful that people worried a new celestial dynasty might emerge, which is the biggest reason why the Sima clan was able to succeed.

Sometimes being too strong can arouse the suspicion of others. When you fall on hard times, they're lucky if they don't kick you when you're down.

……

In a secluded valley.

"The Longevity Fruit grants Fellow Daoist Cheng an additional sixty years of lifespan. How enviable!"

Inside the dark and damp cave, the gaunt old man, Lingyou Sanren, sat in front of the chessboard, watching his opponent place a black piece.

"Fellow Daoist, we have already made our decisions and placed our pieces, so why envy others?"

The person sitting opposite him was none other than Sima Ying of the Sima clan. Although he was also at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his strength was extraordinary, and his pair of blood wings and incredible speed were renowned far and wide.

Looking at Sima Ying, who had jet-black hair, a hooked nose, and a sinister look, Lingyou Sanren sighed softly and slowly placed his white piece.

"Yes, we've already made our moves, and each of us has our own destiny."

"This guy is really lucky. He managed to evade our traps time and time again, but this time he finally took the bait."

When Lin Chang'an was mentioned, Sima Ying sneered, saying that no matter how lucky one is, one cannot escape fate.

The first time, when the opponent's Nascent Soul Ceremony revealed that he was a fourth-tier array master, Lingyou Sanren's invitation to Lin Chang'an to explore the secret realm was a trap.

However, they didn't have high hopes; their intention was simply to lower the other side's guard and pave the way for what was to come.

On his second visit, he declined again, citing cultivation as the reason. In reality, Lin Chang'an was secretly plotting to break through the Phoenix Cry Bird's breakthrough and fulfill his agreement with Mingyue.

This was the third time, and the other party finally took the bait.

“Fellow Daoist Lingyou, let’s join forces to eliminate this person in the secret realm. Although Old Ghost Cheng is still alive after some accident, it’s like the last rays of a setting sun.”

At that time, secretly contact Corpse Valley. They will likely be happy to launch an attack on the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and the Great Qian Dynasty will certainly not sit idly by, as one move will have far-reaching consequences…

It turns out that the two of them had always aimed to provoke a great war. Not only were the Sima clan and the Great Qian not enough, but they also wanted to drag the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and Corpse Valley into the fray.

"The four major forces are locked in a fierce battle, and the Demonic Holy Sect is launching a massive invasion. At that time, you and I will be the heroes, and my Sima clan will establish our own cultivation dynasty."

"And you, fellow Daoist, can also establish your own sect and pass on the legacy of the Heavenly Talisman True Lord."

Sima Ying's calm laughter echoed, and Lingyou Sanren nodded slightly upon hearing it.

"Just like when we plotted against the Great Qian together, it's just hateful that we failed at the last moment, and the Ice Butterfly True Monarch of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect also escaped with his life."

The most important Heavenly Talisman True Monarch's legacy within the secret realm has fallen into the hands of that person in White Wall City.

Sima Ying was also gritting his teeth at this moment. He had originally intended to stir up trouble, but unfortunately, he was still one step behind.

Their schemes are never about short-term gains or losses, but about stirring up turmoil within the Protectorate Alliance and planning for the future.

"Heavenly Talisman Inheritance!"

Lingyou Sanren was also somewhat resentful, as his ancestors were one of the two Nascent Soul disciples of Tianfu Zhenjun.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators were being hunted down because the Heavenly Talisman True Monarch had not perished in the Sealed Demon Abyss, but had instead emerged alive.

He was severely injured and had been hiding in the shadows to recover. Two Nascent Soul disciples turned against each other due to greed, and after both were injured, the news was leaked.

This attracted more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators who coveted the news of the Sealed Demon Abyss. As a result, one fled to the Abyss Sea, and the other disappeared without a trace.

This Nascent Soul cultivator who disappeared without a trace was too badly injured and had to pass away. This person was the ancestor of Lingyou Sanren.

His lineage left their homeland and joined the demonic path. He was a spy for the demonic path and after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he searched for clues about the cave of the Heavenly Talisman True Lord based on the clues obtained from his ancestors.

In the end, his efforts paid off. After finding the cave ruins, he was unable to open them himself and could only report it to the sect.

As a result, the demonic path used this to set up a grand scheme, which was also a major event that led to the downfall of the Great Qian Dynasty, the poisoning of the Ice Butterfly True Monarch, and the division of the Sima clan.

The ruins of Tianfu Zhenjun's cave are openly controlled by Daqian, Sima, Wandu Sect, and Corpse Valley, but secretly also involve the Demonic Path and Baibi City.

The thought of this incident still fills Lingyou Sanren with lingering fear.

"If that sword saint hadn't just emerged from seclusion and intervened, the Protectorate Alliance would have been in chaos long ago."

When the White Sword Saint was mentioned, although they were both Nascent Soul cultivators, Lingyou Sanren had no temper at all.

"Alright, it's not too late now."

Black and white pieces are scattered across the board, creating an extremely dangerous situation.

"I'll have to trouble you with this newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator, since I'm not good at killing."

Seeing himself defeated on the chessboard, Lingyou Sanren was not angry. Instead, he calmly put down his chess piece and admitted defeat.

Sima Ying cursed the old fox in his heart, but on the surface he still nodded calmly.

"As long as you can lure this person into the cave ruins, he is just a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator. With the two of us working together, and the advantage of the cave's restrictions, we can easily defeat him."

This will ensure that even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot escape.

Want to stay out of this? Dream on.

Lingyou Sanren nodded confidently after hearing this.

"Don't worry, this cave dwelling is my ancestral cave dwelling. Everything here is real. This person will definitely not be able to see anything wrong with it."

Joining forces is possible, but attacking him head-on is naturally out of the question.

After all, even at his weakest, he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator. If he risked his life, his old bones couldn't withstand it.

"Fellow Daoist's speed is unparalleled in the world, who does not know it?"

Finally, this Lingyou Sanren flattered the other party with a smile, and although Sima Ying was unwilling, he had no choice.

Finally, he reluctantly nodded with a grim expression.

"You've seen the restrictions on that cave dwelling, fellow Daoist. I will certainly not let this person escape."

Normally, when Nascent Soul cultivators fight each other, defeating one is easy, but completely annihilating the other's Nascent Soul stage is extremely difficult.

We need to deploy three times the fighting strength to have a chance.

That is to say, three against one.

Now that the two have joined forces, coupled with the advantage of location, they have this confidence.

……

The situation is turbulent. The four major powers can be said to control half of the Guardian Alliance. If the four major powers are in turmoil, it will inevitably affect the whole situation. After the news spread that Elder Cheng of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had obtained the Longevity Fruit, the major powers secretly fueled the flames, and the news spread throughout the entire Guardian Alliance.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, most factions are happy to see the four major powers maintain a balance of power.

Meanwhile, Corpse Valley was busy preparing for the Nascent Soul stage for its disciples and had no time to attend to this matter.

On a solitary peak on the border where the Daqian and Sima clans meet.

A streak of cyan-gold light flashed, surrounded by wisps of sword light that dissipated.

The surrounding sword energy clearly proved that Lin Chang'an's understanding of swordsmanship had deepened.

Under the bright moonlight, Lin Chang'an looked down at the mountains and rivers surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds and couldn't help but smile.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, I can fly around in my escape light and observe the changes in the world. It's a completely different feeling from when I was forming my core."

When you are forming your core, you need to be discreet and cautious in your actions, but once you become a Nascent Soul cultivator, it's impossible to be discreet anymore.

Any cultivator who can form a Nascent Soul is a dragon among men in the cultivation world. Coupled with their powerful strength, their mentality will naturally be completely different.

Confidence comes from strength.

Half an incense stick later, a silent, stealthy beam of light flashed by.

When he landed, he was accompanied by water waves, which made it clear that he practiced water-based techniques.

"Fellow Daoist Lin truly keeps his promise, arriving so early."

The newcomer was none other than Lingyou Sanren, who was stroking his goatee and smiling as he cupped his hands in greeting.

Lin Chang'an nodded with a light laugh.

"Fellow Daoist, let's take care of our business first."

"Yes, yes, this is our most important matter."

After exchanging a glance, the two transformed into streaks of light and sped away under the moonlight.

However, at this moment, the two concealed their auras, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect them.

Lin Chang'an only revealed a simple cyan-gold escape light; the sword light was still his concealment technique.

The light of escaped through the surging sea of ​​clouds. Along the way, Lin Chang'an witnessed for the first time just how brutal the border between the two Nascent Soul forces could be.

Under the moonlight in the mountains and forests, one could occasionally hear Foundation Establishment cultivators from both sides clashing.

The mountains were on guard against each other, and the lower-level cultivators hid in their respective camps, licking their wounds, using the formations as cover.

The numerous severed limbs and broken bodies buried in the mountains and fields all testify to the cruelty of the war between the Daqian and the Sima clan.

These scenes were projected into Lin Chang'an's mind through his divine sense. He couldn't help but sigh. This was the tragedy of low-level cultivators, who could only survive in the cracks of chaos.

Nascent Soul cultivators are already the key players in the cultivation world.

Several hours later, the two of them landed in a mountain range.

"This is it."

The moment the two figures landed, Lin Chang'an's pupils constricted, and he immediately pretended to be wary as he looked around.

And to use one's divine sense to search within a hundred miles for any traces of cultivators from the Great Qian and Sima clans.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, this place is relatively peaceful. The war between the low-level cultivators of the Great Qian and the Sima clan is a full two hundred miles away from here."

Lingyou Sanren spoke with considerable confidence, yet he did not let his guard down, and also activated his divine sense to investigate in front of Lin Chang'an.

With such an impeccable demeanor, no one could tell there was anything wrong.

However, Lin Chang'an sneered inwardly, "Good! This old man is really up to something."

There were indeed array formations and restrictions here. His senses were not yet able to detect the array formations and restrictions, but the residual aura around him could not be hidden from him.

After he formed his Nascent Soul, the Xuan Tian Spirit Body's strengths included not only perception but also smell and the ability to manipulate the surrounding plants.

Although the residual aura was very faint, he still sensed it.

Moreover, this aura felt very familiar, suggesting they were sworn brothers.

"Sima Ying! I haven't even come after you for the revenge I inflicted when I was plotting to create the Nascent Soul, and you've already started scheming against me!"

A murderous intent rose secretly in Lin Chang'an's heart, but he did not act impulsively.

Instead, through the dazzling magic crystal, his divine sense expanded again, reaching the divine sense realm of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, with a detection range of over two hundred miles.

After finding no other ambushes within the search area, he nodded to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, the restrictions on this cave dwelling are located beneath the pool."

The tranquil pool seemed to harbor boundless killing intent, and Lin Chang'an nodded solemnly.

"What an ingenious restriction! Not a single trace of energy has leaked out. I need to observe the formation and restrictions more closely."

Lingyou Sanren, without any doubt, nodded solemnly and said:
"Fellow Daoist, the ruins of this cave dwelling are very well hidden..."

Lingyou Sanren looked solemn and dared not be careless in the slightest. He described the situation here in detail, as if he was afraid that if he made any mistake, he would have to return empty-handed.

Lin Chang'an also looked solemn. He took out array plates and array flags related to breaking the array from his hands and began to explore the surroundings, occasionally diving into the bottom of the pool and the surrounding mountains.

However, he had already sent a message to Senior Sister Bingdie, who was already at the border and in charge of receiving him, through the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman.

Although he was confident, even a lion has to use all its strength to catch a rabbit.

Leaving now could easily alert the enemy, and he still feels lingering fear about Sima Ying's incredible speed back then.

He wasn't afraid of alerting this person now, but the speed of the other party would inevitably alarm the Great Qian Dynasty and the Sima clan.

Moreover, back then, he needed to avoid their sharp edge before he had reached the Nascent Soul stage, but now that he has, he knows in advance that there is a problem here.

Does he still need to avoid confrontation?

"Fellow Daoist, I didn't come looking for you, yet you came looking for me."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an, with a forced smile, secretly set up his upgraded Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation flags without leaving a trace while setting up the methods to break the formation.

Besides being an excellent defensive formation, the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation has another unique feature: it transforms the rocks and soil within the restricted formation into something as hard as iron.

"Escape is not the best course of action now. Let's lure this person into the formation, and then this Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation will become a giant prison!"

Thinking of this, Lin Chang'an couldn't help but sneer inwardly. If there really was a problem, he would immediately contact Bingdie, and Daqian would surely be happy to accept this generous gift.

At this moment, Lingyou Sanren also walked over solemnly, talking about the restrictions here.

“Fellow Daoist, the restrictions here are incredibly profound, and the mountain itself is as hard as solid iron.”

"Don't worry, I've been preparing for this for half a year, and it wasn't for nothing."

With a confident smile, Lin Chang'an observed the restrictions for a while and seemed to have everything under control.

They really dug their own graves. The restrictions here are meant to strengthen the mountain's hardness, and with his array reinforcement, he'd like to see if these two can still laugh in the end.

"Fellow Daoist, watch how I break the restrictions here."

Lin Chang'an wore a confident smile, and Lingyou Sanren nodded in agreement, then made a hand seal and pointed at the pool.

The calm pool instantly churned, revealing the massive stone gate and restrictions at the bottom of the pool.

Lin Chang'an then activated the methods he had set up to break the formation by making hand seals, and in an instant, the surrounding array flags flickered with spiritual light.

The original restrictions on the stone gate cave began to flicker, and Lingyou Sanren, seeing this, exclaimed in surprise:
"Fellow Daoist, you truly deserve to be called a fourth-tier array master. I have painstakingly devised the restrictions here for a long time, but to no avail."

Under the other party's flattery, Lin Chang'an seemed quite pleased with himself, constantly changing his hand gestures, making the cave's restrictions weaken more and more.

Seeing this, Lingyou Sanren was secretly delighted; the big fish had finally taken the bait.

If this person is eliminated, then the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect will be left with only a sickly weakling and an old ghost who won't live much longer.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is a tempting piece of meat; he doesn't believe Corpse Valley can resist it.

Meanwhile, Sima Ying, who was hiding in the cave, saw the restrictions weakening and revealed a sneer of triumph.

“Old Ghost Lingyou is truly cunning. Once he enters the depths of this cave, under the restrictions, he will be trapped like a turtle in a jar, with no way to escape.”

Just then, the barrier flickered and slowly revealed a huge gap.

"I have broken the restrictions here using the array, let's go in."

As the two array flags were thrown down, they appeared at the entrance of the ruins cave, crossing over each other, instantly blocking the barrier that was about to heal.

"A friendly approach."

Lingyou Sanren couldn't help but bow in admiration, and then, to show his sincerity, he landed and walked ahead.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, we will share the treasures here equally. If I need any of the spiritual items inside, I will have to go to your sect and ask Fellow Daoist Cheng to refine one or two pills for me."

Lingyou Sanren gave another wry smile, as if to say that this spiritual item would probably be given to your sect before you even had a chance to enjoy it.

Lin Chang'an nodded with a smile, his brows clearly showing a look of eagerness.

Just after the two entered, as the two array flags outside the cave flickered with light, a golden firebird suddenly blinked.

"Master is indeed cautious."

The bird attached to the battle flag is naturally a phoenix.

……

The two of them carefully entered the long-sealed cave, one after the other.

They didn't encounter any danger during the trip, and the traces here were consistent with the fact that no one had been here for a long time.

"This should be the cave dwelling of this fellow Daoist before his death."

The two ventured deeper into the area without encountering any major dangers, but there were still some restrictions inside, and Lin Chang'an had to break through them along the way.

"This restriction is truly extraordinary. Having endured for thousands of years, the rocks here are as hard as iron under its long-term suppression. Even those skilled in earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of martial arts technique) would find themselves trapped in a quagmire here."

Lin Chang'an seemed to be lamenting that even the Nascent Soul cultivators of a thousand years ago could not escape the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death in the end.

In reality, he was extremely satisfied. It was truly a double blessing. Combined with his Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation, once trapped, let alone those in the early Nascent Soul stage, they would be in serious trouble.

Even for a sword cultivator in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, breaking the formation with brute force is not so easy.

"Look, this should be the cave where this person passed away."

As the last layer of restrictions was broken, a long-sealed aura rushed out.

Immediately afterwards, the Lingyou Hermit adopted a wary posture, seemingly still on guard against Lin Chang'an.

Lin Chang'an also narrowed his eyes slightly; this old ghost's acting was truly convincing.

If he hadn't already sensed Sima Ying's aura, he really wouldn't have been able to tell that this person was problematic.

Even now, he remains wary, which is perfectly in line with the common sense that one must be wary of companions when treasure hunting.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, please don't take offense. After we take the treasure and leave this place, I will definitely pay you a visit another day to apologize."

Having said all that, what else could he say?

Lin Chang'an nodded slightly, "Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. Let's go in together."

The two then entered the cave while remaining wary of each other.

The interior of this cave dwelling is uniquely decorated, resembling an elegant scholar's residence.

"Fellow!"

The two immediately spotted a figure sitting cross-legged on a futon. The person had rosy skin, closed eyes, and a desk and a guqin in front of them.

Those who didn't know him might have mistaken him for a refined scholar.

Unless poisoned or suffering from special injuries, a Nascent Soul cultivator's body can remain incorrupt for ten thousand years after death.

Otherwise, if one cultivates for so long and develops powerful supernatural abilities, but the physical body still rots away, that would be truly beneath one's dignity.

"Fellow Daoist, look!"

At this moment, Lingyou Sanren seemed to reveal a greedy look, nervously swallowed his saliva, and his gaze fell on the jade slip on the table and the person's storage bag.

After finally finding his target, Lingyou Sanren felt no joy; instead, he became even more nervous and wary of his opponent.

Lin Chang'an also pretended to be on guard. Neither of them said anything, but they both understood one thing.

This is the most dangerous moment.

The oppressive atmosphere was finally broken when Lingyou Sanren spoke first, letting out a hoarse, bitter laugh.

"Although I believe that you, as a fourth-level array master and at such a young age, would not do anything out of line."

But just to be on the safe side, how about we team up and tear open the storage bag, then divide the treasure inside among ourselves?

There's nothing wrong with that; even at this point, this Lingyou Sanren is still putting on an act.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator who had passed away looked lifeless, and Lin Chang'an sneered at the pungent smell of death emanating from him.

Sima Ying really put on a convincing act. He went to great lengths to scheme against him, even using corpse oil.

If it weren't for his powerful senses, any other Nascent Soul cultivator would have been fooled by this person.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no rush. Besides the corpse and this storage bag, there are so many books here, as well as the jade slip on the table. Let's start by dividing this treasure."

Lin Chang'an's seemingly unaffected demeanor surprised Lingyou Sanren, who then smiled and nodded, saying:
“Yes, yes, let’s divide these inheritances first.”

Then this person took out jade slips for rubbing, showing that he was extremely well prepared.

This shows how cautious this person is.

Then the two raised their hands and used their magic to make copies of all the books in the cave.

This scene made Sima Ying, who was pretending to be dead, sneer inwardly. "Go ahead and divide it up. When your guard gradually lowers and you are tempted by the next treasure, that will be the time of your demise."

The Ice Butterfly True Monarch of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect narrowly escaped with his life back then, but they won't make the same mistake this time.

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