Heroine, don't turn back, I'm just a farmer.

"Girl, why are you shouting so loudly? You have no manners at all..."

An elderly man, dressed in dark black clothes, walked briskly into the courtyard from outside the gate.

He was followed by a large group of people, their footsteps making a great commotion, and the arrival of the people instantly filled the entire hall.

Before the old man could finish his reprimand, he saw a person sitting up inside the mahogany coffin that had been sitting in the main hall.

He didn't speak, but stood up straight. As he entered, the other person slowly turned his head and grinned at him.

The smile sent a shiver down the old man's spine, and he almost collapsed to the ground in an instant. The hall was filled with the sound of various weapons falling to the ground. Fortunately, the old man was one of the few people who had seen Lu Guo that night, and he quickly pressed his hand on the door frame to steady himself.

The girl snapped out of her daze, immediately ran over to help the old man up, and hid behind him, only her small head peeking out.

When they saw the person who had been dead for several days sit up again, no one present dared to breathe loudly; they all subconsciously held their breath.

Seeing that everyone looked quite frightened, Lu Guo smiled, ignored them, turned around and looked around the hall, slightly licked his lips, and his evil look made everyone present subconsciously feel a tightness in their hearts.

The place where he was standing seemed to be a hall where memorial tablets were placed, or a place where plaques were displayed. Rows of memorial tablets were arranged in an orderly manner, and one of the plaques with incense burning in front of it had the three characters "Zhao Wuji" written on it.

"???" Lu Guo.

I am dead?

No, it should be that the person who erected the sign for me thinks I'm dead.

"How long has it been since I... um..." Lu Guo paused, organizing his thoughts. He was trying to figure out how to phrase it in a way that wouldn't frighten the people around him and would break the eerily quiet atmosphere, "Old man, how long has it been since I died?"

The worshipper, who was helped in, took a deep breath and calmed down after the initial shock.

Hearing Lu Guo ask him a question, his fear subsided by a third.

After all, His Highness saved the other party, although it didn't work at first and even killed the other party, but now he's back to life.

She came back to life...

Wait, that means...

The old man's pupils dilated sharply, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Replying to Young Master Zhao, five hours have passed since your death."

"Where is your prince?"

After asking a question, Lu Guo stepped out of his coffin and then picked up his offerings to eat.

"We were originally here to attend the young master's funeral, but that's no longer necessary."

"..."

Lu Guo was speechless for a moment.

The crowd surrounding the coffin was speechless, and the hall became very quiet for a moment, with only the sound of Lu Guo eating his own offerings.

"Yu'er, why are you being so rude and noisy?"

Soon, another series of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, followed by a clear, cold voice from afar. As the voice drew closer, a figure was soon seen.

Li Jiuluan, along with the Jade Flute Elder and several other worshippers, quickly entered the courtyard. The first thing they saw upon entering was the open coffin lid and Lu Guo, who was leaning against his own coffin eating his own offerings.

"..." Li Jiuluan.

"..." The crowd offered sacrifices.

"..."

"Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

Li Jiuluan asked curiously, "I was so sure that Brother Zhao had stopped breathing, how come he's alive again now?"

Not only did it survive, but it was in better condition than ever before, and was even in such a good mood that it could eat its own offerings.

"I lay in bed for a few days, sleeping and eating when I woke up and was hungry."

I'm hungry, I'll eat something.

But upon closer inspection, there's nothing unreasonable about it.

The offerings were originally prepared for Brother Zhao, and what he is eating now is also prepared for him; it's reasonable.

Since it's reasonable, there's nothing to comment on.

Since no trace of the Life-Extending Gu was found on Brother Zhao, his resurrection must have been due to the effects of his strange cultivation technique. After this experience, Li Jiuluan has gained a deeper understanding of this type of resurrection technique.

"Brother Zhao, you're awake." The old man with the jade flute smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, his medical skills finally didn't backfire.

Regardless of how he survived, it's good that he survived; it means his medical skills were useful.

Therefore, he was extremely happy at this moment. He did not sense the aura of the life-extending Gu, so he was certain that the other party's resurrection was also due to the cultivation technique.

"I don't want to talk to you, Your Highness. Let's discuss the Xuanpin Pearl together," Lu Guo said to Li Jiuluan.

After quickly dealing with things here, he wanted to switch back to the swordsman persona as soon as possible.

He moved his body, and although he could feel the pain all over his body, he was clearly in better shape than last time.

"Don't rush, we can talk about the Mysterious Pearl later. Right now, the most important thing is your health," the old man with the jade flute explained kindly. Li Jiuluan nodded in agreement.

Those present found it hard to understand.

Zhao Wuji's meridians were almost completely destroyed, and his internal energy was reduced to less than one-tenth. He had been dead for so long, yet he had come back to life. He was now in a state where he showed no signs of injury whatsoever.

Could this person have been deliberately disguising themselves to set a trap for us in Hengxingdao?

Li Jiuluan didn't think much of it, but the Jade Flute Elder and the other worshippers exchanged glances, finding it increasingly strange.

The people following behind them looked at each other in bewilderment.

I have no idea what's going on here. How can someone be sleeping in a coffin and eating their own offerings?

"My injury is minor. Let me first tell you what I need to discuss with Your Highness."

Lu Guo didn't want to waste a moment and was eager to obtain the true energy from the Xuanpin so that he could transcend realms and become a master, greatly increasing the safety of his physical body.

"Shouldn't we send someone to check again?" Li Jiuluan asked Lu Guo.

"It's alright." Lu Guo nodded. "Please, Your Highness. I have some matters I'd like to discuss with you in detail."

Lu Guo didn't take it seriously, because as long as he died again, his body could immediately refresh and return to its best condition.

So what if he's seriously injured? What if he dies? He doesn't really care.

However, his calm demeanor filled the old man with awe and respect.

Seeing his family's retainers nod, Li Jiuluan made a gesture.

"please."

"please."

The two walked one after the other towards another place.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Lu Guo was about to leave, he saw one of the people who had just walked in walk out.

It was a monk with a shiny bald head and a handsome face.

monk?

The monk was not old, dressed in a moon-white robe, holding a staff in one hand. He walked slowly, and if one's eyesight was good enough, one could see that the distance of each step he took was very precise, with his back foot always landing precisely where his front foot was, without the slightest error.

Amidst the noisy crowd, she possessed a certain otherworldly charm.

"The venerable monk Wugou greets you, young master."