Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

However, what you worry about most is what is most likely to happen.

Lu Fan had only been back at his thatched hut for less than an hour when the two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had returned to the inner sect to report earlier came knocking on his door.

As two sharp sounds rang out, the white-haired cultivator and the fat cultivator landed in front of the thatched hut.

At that moment, Li Niu suddenly saw two Foundation Establishment senior uncles arrive and hurriedly came out of his thatched hut to greet them.

Lu Fan followed closely behind, also limping. The two of them respectfully bowed to their two Foundation Establishment senior uncles.

"Disciple greets Martial Uncle," Lu Fan and Li Niu hurriedly bowed, showing utmost respect.

The white-haired cultivator glanced at Lu Fan's limp and said, "Are you the junior outer sect cultivator who returned to the back mountain with Senior Brother Mo two months ago?"

"That's right," Lu Fan replied calmly and respectfully.

"When did Senior Brother Mo pass away? Do you know?" the white-haired cultivator continued to press.

Startled by the question, Lu Fan was first taken aback, then said, "Passed away? Uncle Mo passed away?"

"What? You didn't know?" The white-haired cultivator frowned slightly and asked.

"A month ago, I received a mission from Uncle Mo and followed him into the cave. However, I did not complete the mission, so Uncle Mo gave me a thousand coins, saying that he needed to go into seclusion to cultivate and asked me to leave first."

"After that, I stayed in the thatched hut."

Fearing the other party wouldn't believe him, Lu Fan took out the silver token from his pocket.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired cultivator frowned and asked again, "Before Senior Brother Mo went into seclusion, did he have his storage bag on him?"

At this point, the white-haired cultivator no longer doubted the connection between Lu Fan and Mo Li's passing. After all, a mere Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator, who was also a cripple, could not possibly be a match for Mo Li.

Therefore, Mo Li must have passed away peacefully, and at this moment, all that is needed is to find out the whereabouts of the storage bag.

"After entering the cave, I only saw Uncle Mo twice in a month and did not notice that he was carrying a storage bag," Lu Fan replied.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired cultivator's face immediately darkened: "Nonsense! A storage bag is the foundation of a cultivator's livelihood; how can one not carry it with them? Did you steal it?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan's heart tightened immediately, and he quickly bowed even further, saying, "This disciple truly has never seen it before!"

Just as Lu Fan was speaking, the white-haired cultivator, at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, released his spiritual pressure, causing Lu Fan's knees to buckle and nearly causing him to kneel on the ground.

Li Niu, who was standing to the side, was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Boy, you'd better tell the truth. If I find out even a single lie, I will definitely ask an inner sect elder to search your soul. By then, it will be too late for you to admit it," the white-haired cultivator said in a deep voice.

Once one's cultivation reaches the Golden Core stage, one can perform the Soul Searching Technique. No matter what secrets Lu Fan has, he cannot escape being exposed. Moreover, once the Soul Search is completed, his soul will be damaged, and he certainly will not survive.

But Lu Fan understood that if the inner sect elders were to actually search the soul, they probably wouldn't have sent the two Foundation Establishment uncles.

After all, the higher-ups of the Dao Sect knew that the Golden Core puppet in Mo Li's hands was his Dao Companion, whom he regarded as his life. Naturally, Mo Li did not want his Dao Companion puppet to fall into the hands of others and become a killing weapon after his death.

That's why they sent two Foundation Establishment cultivators to test the waters, and since there were no suspicious points, the matter was dropped.

It was precisely because he had this in mind that Lu Fan appeared so calm.

"I swear on my sixth level of Qi Refining cultivation that if I utter even the slightest falsehood, I will never be able to reach the seventh level of Qi Refining in my lifetime," Lu Fan immediately made a solemn oath.

It should be understood that the consequences of a cultivator making an oath based on their Dao heart are very serious.

Of course, the reason Lu Fan made such a reckless oath was that he was not at the sixth level of Qi Refining at all.

"It seems this kid doesn't know the whereabouts of Senior Brother Mo's storage bag. After all, he's a Qi Refining cripple, he would never risk his life to steal a storage bag," the white-haired cultivator transmitted his voice to the fat cultivator.

"Well, since Senior Brother Mo is unwilling to leave the Golden Core puppet behind, we can't force him. After all, he's just a special talent and doesn't genuinely want to join our Dao Sect," the fat cultivator said helplessly.

Just then, another figure broke through the sky in the distance; it was none other than Steward Ma.

"I see that my two senior brothers have arrived at the outer gate. Is there anything important?" Steward Ma asked hurriedly after landing, bowing with his hands clasped.

The white-haired cultivator then recounted the story of Mo Li's passing and Lu Fan's entry into the inner sect.

Deacon Ma glanced at Lu Fan and immediately smiled, "You two senior brothers are overthinking it. Lu Fan has been collecting the bodies of those deceased disciples and elders for over a decade without ever making a mistake. He would never covet Senior Brother Mo's storage bag."

Seeing that Steward Ma said this, the white-haired cultivator completely dispelled his concerns. After all, if Lu Fan really wanted to steal the storage bag, he could do so easily here. Why take such a big risk to steal Mo Li's?

"Very well, if Senior Brother Mo is wary of my Dao Sect and has hidden his storage bag somewhere, then we are simply not meant to be with him," the white-haired cultivator said, bowing slightly to Steward Ma.

The two then flew away on their swords.

Seeing the two leave, Lu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, having managed to fool them.

Lu Fan then bowed to Steward Ma, saying, "Thank you for your help, Steward Ma."

Deacon Ma raised his hand slightly: "Don't be a stranger. I trust your character. Besides, I promised Senior Sister Wang to take care of you, and I will never let you suffer any injustice."

At this moment, Steward Ma still felt somewhat guilty, which is why he offered his help.

"Thank you very much, Steward Ma. I am extremely grateful," Lu Fan quickly said.

Deacon Ma slightly raised his hand, then took out a storage bag and said, "There are twenty Qi-stabilizing pills in here. You haven't asked me for them all these years, so I've been keeping them for you. I'll give them to you today."

"Keep this storage bag too. You've reached the sixth level of Qi Refining; you can't keep all the cultivation resources you get in your pocket."

Lu Fan was slightly surprised when he saw the storage bag handed over by Steward Ma.

This Steward Ma has really changed a lot.

This is normal, though. Wang Qingzhu failed to form her core last time, but she still has a lot of lifespan left and her talent is not bad, so forming her core is only a matter of time.

It's obvious that Steward Ma wants to use Lu Fan to get closer to Wang Qingzhu.

Lu Fan was truly moved; having a fake Core Formation cultivator as a backer made things much smoother for the sect.

If he can successfully establish his foundation in the future and briefly control a Golden Core stage puppet, he can hold his head high anywhere, even if he leaves the Dao Sect.

Lu Fan took the storage bag, but took out the Qi-stabilizing pills inside and said with a smile, "Steward Ma, I'll keep the storage bag, but you should keep the Qi-stabilizing pills. My aptitude isn't good, and even if I take these pills, it will be difficult to break through to the higher levels. If Steward Ma can use these pills to exchange for some other cultivation resources, and I can successfully form my core in the future, I will be very happy."

Seeing how well Lu Fan handled interpersonal relationships, Steward Ma was quite shocked.

Before Wang Qingzhu asked him to take care of Lu Fan, Steward Ma had practically never even opened his eyes to look at Lu Fan, let alone spent any time with him.

But after spending time with him, Steward Ma discovered that Lu Fan's mindset in his twenties was quite remarkable.