Burial Furnace

Zhang Yuan began to carefully observe the environment surrounding the mansion.

The main gate faces a wide bluestone road, which is smooth and flat, indicating that it is frequently used by people.

On both sides of the road are large expanses of grass, lush and green, neatly trimmed, and shimmering with a faint silvery-white luster under the moonlight.

At the edge of the meadow, several tall locust trees were planted, their branches and leaves lush and casting large shadows.

Zhang Yuan's gaze swept back and forth across the grass and stone path, when suddenly an idea struck him.

He walks out this road every day to have breakfast.

The breakfast stall wasn't far away, so he didn't know how to fly on a sword.

Only by working at the Spirit Talisman Pavilion could he possibly fly on a sword.

So, this stone-paved road is the route he takes every day.

Thus, a bold plan gradually took shape in his mind.

He stealthily made his way to the meadow.

They chose a spot—on the grass about three zhang away from the gate.

He took out an iron shovel from the Shadowless Ring.

He bought the shovel in town before, intending to use it to renovate the backyard. It was a low-grade magical artifact.

The shovel cut into the grass with a soft thud.

Zhang Yuan moved quickly and carefully, immediately putting every shovelful of soil he dug into a wooden box in his Shadowless Ring, ensuring that no soil spilled outside.

His technique became more and more skillful, and the pit he dug became deeper and deeper.

Soon, a circular pit, about one meter in diameter and as deep as a person, appeared on the grass.

Zhang Yuan stood at the bottom of the pit, looked up at the pit opening, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he climbed out, a thought forming in his mind.

The Immortal Transformation Furnace in the dantian transformed into a stream of light and flew out, landing steadily at the bottom of the pit. It quickly grew larger, becoming a large furnace about three feet in diameter and five feet deep, which just filled the entire pit.

The opening of the stove is level with the ground, and if you don't look closely, you won't even notice that there is a stove hidden here.

Zhang Yuan found some thin, long branches nearby and laid them haphazardly across the opening of the pit.

Then a thick layer of turf was laid on the branches, and some fallen leaves and grass clippings were sprinkled on the turf.

He stepped back a few paces and examined the area carefully.

The hole had been completely covered up, and it looked exactly like the surrounding grass, without any flaws.

Unless someone steps on it, no one will notice that there is a trap here.

Zhang Yuan then took out a black garment, wrapped it around a stone weighing over 100 pounds to ensure the opponent couldn't lift it, and placed it about ten feet behind the trap.

It looks bulging, as if it's containing some important treasure.

After doing all this, he hid behind a large locust tree and pondered carefully.

If you wait until dawn, when the other party goes to have breakfast, there is a high chance they will fall into a trap.

But we can't wait until dawn.

That would be too easy to expose yourself.

After a moment's hesitation, he picked up a stone the size of an egg and smashed it hard against the vermilion gate.

"boom--"

The stone struck the door with a dull thud, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Zhang Yuan waited a moment, then picked up the second stone.

"boom--"

The third piece.

"boom--"

After three shouts, Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand, hid behind a tree, and remained motionless.

Inside the mansion, in the bedroom.

Boss Li was lying on the bed, with a woman in his arms.

The two were sound asleep when they were suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

Boss Li suddenly opened his eyes, pushed away the woman in his arms, and sat up.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked groggily.

"It sounds like someone is knocking on the door."

"It's probably just the wind..."

The woman turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

But Mr. Li couldn't sleep.

He frowned slightly, pondering to himself.

Who would knock on the door in the middle of the night?

Could it be that Shen Qing has already killed Zhang Yuan and is rushing over to deliver the good news?

"Couldn't this kid have waited until tomorrow morning to come?" Boss Li muttered somewhat displeasedly, but still got out of bed.

Worried about any unforeseen events, he had a thought, and the mid-grade spiritual artifact armor in his dantian covered his body.

Then he took out a thick stack of talismans from his storage bag and held them in his left hand.

There are Vajra Talismans, Gale Talismans, Escape Talismans, and several offensive Thunder Talismans and Sword Talismans.

Even if a Golden Core cultivator came to assassinate him, he was confident that he could fight back for a while with these talismans.

That's how confident I am.

He walked out of the bedroom, across the courtyard, and arrived at the front gate.

He didn't open the door immediately, but first peeked outside through the crack.

There was no one outside the door.

There were only three eggs-sized stones lying on the ground.

Boss Li frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the door.

A cool night breeze blew in from outside the door.

He stood at the doorway, his gaze sweeping across the empty street in front of him; not a soul in sight.

"Strange..." he murmured.

Did Shen Qing throw a stone to remind him and then leave?

Or was someone deliberately throwing stones to lure him out?

He stood at the doorway, observing warily for a moment, and only relaxed slightly after confirming there was no ambush.

He raised his hand and made a hand seal.

A ball of light the size of a fist appeared out of thin air, rose slowly, and hovered in mid-air, like a small sun, illuminating an area of ​​several dozen feet in radius as if it were daytime.

Boss Li's gaze passed over the stone path in front of the door and landed on the grass next to it.

There was a black garment there, bulging underneath, as if something was hidden inside.

Boss Li's pupils contracted slightly.

What is that?

Could it be something left behind by Shen Qing?

Or... did someone put it there on purpose?

He hesitated for a moment, but still went over.

He walked slowly, each step steady and deliberate.

His left hand always held the stack of talismans, ready to activate them at any moment.

As a seasoned veteran who had spent decades in the world of cultivation, he knew the importance of being cautious.

He walked to the edge of the grass and stopped.

He took out a long wooden stick from his storage bag, extended it, and carefully poked at the garment.

But it was a little too high for him, so he took two more steps forward.

Then, he lost his footing!

Although he was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who could fly on a sword, he was caught off guard and could not resist gravity.

With a thud, he fell into the Immortal Transformation Furnace.

Before he could react

"boom--!"

Dark golden flames erupted instantly, engulfing him!

The temperature of the flames was incredibly high!

The mid-grade spiritual artifact armor that Boss Li was so proud of melted and vaporized like ice and snow the moment it came into contact with the flames!

The stack of talismans in his hand turned to ashes before he could even activate them!

Even he himself turned into a wisp of smoke in the flames, disappearing completely from the world before he could even scream.

Extremely fast.

Clean and neat.

The flames of the Immortal Transformation Furnace were many times more terrifying than those used to burn corpses.

When burning the body, Zhang Yuan deliberately controlled the speed of the flames to avoid arousing suspicion by burning it too quickly.

At this moment, the Immortal Transformation Furnace was at full power, its power capable of instantly vaporizing even mid-grade spiritual artifacts!