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zǒng zhī dù jié qī lǎo guài wù de shēn jiā ， yǐ dào le yí gè ràng lín xuān bù gǎn wàng zì chuǎi mó de dì bù 。
总之渡劫期老怪物的身家，已到了一个让林轩不敢妄自揣摩的地步。
In short, the treasure of this old monster at the Transcendence Stage was beyond what Lin Xuan dared to speculate about.
dāng rán ， bù kě fǒu rèn de yì diǎn ， shì jí biàn zài dù jié qī lǎo guài wù zhōng ， nài lóng zhēn rén yě shì dǐng ér jiān ér de rén wù 。
当然，不可否认的一点，是即便在渡劫期老怪物中，鼐龙真人也是顶儿尖儿的人物。
Of course, it couldn't be denied that among all the old monsters at the Transcendence Stage, Nailong True Man was a top-tier figure. Ordinary ancient demon sages had no way to compare with him.
yì bān de gǔ mó shèng zǔ ， yǔ tā gēn běn jiù méi yǒu bàn fǎ xiàng bǐ 。
一般的古魔圣祖，与他根本就没有办法相比。
One could say that Nailong True Man was only slightly inferior to the three Loose Immortals and the three Demon Kings; he was an apex figure of the Transcendence Stage, while ordinary ancient demon sages were significantly weaker.
kě yǐ zhè yàng shuō ， nài lóng zhēn rén yǔ sān dà sàn xiān ， sān dà yāo wáng xiàng bǐ ， chā jù yě jǐn yǒu yī xiàn ér yǐ ， nǎi shì dù jié qī dǐng fēng de rén wù ， yì bān de gǔ mó shèng zǔ ， nà shì yào chà bù shǎo de 。
可以这样说，鼐龙真人与三大散仙，三大妖王相比，差距也仅有一线而已，乃是渡劫期顶峰的人物，一般的古魔圣祖，那是要差不少的。
But regardless, after this encounter with Nailong True Man, Lin Xuan's expectations for the treasure of old monsters at the Transcendence Stage had grown immensely. Even if the other party could not compare to Nailong True Man, it was still very much worth looking forward to.
dàn bù guǎn rú hé ， jīng guò yǔ nài lóng zhēn rén de zhè yī cì xiāng yù ， lín xuān duì dù jié qī lǎo guài wù de shēn jiā ， nà shì qī dài wú bǐ ， jiù suàn duì fāng yuǎn yuǎn méi yǒu bàn fǎ nài lóng zhēn rén xiāng bǐ ， nà yě shì fēi cháng zhí de qī dài dì 。
但不管如何，经过与鼐龙真人的这一次相遇，林轩对渡劫期老怪物的身家，那是期待无比，就算对方远远没有办法鼐龙真人相比，那也是非常值得期待地。
Now that the crisis was over and both the ancient black-robed demon and Leipeng’s soul had fallen, the dangers in Ice Flame Valley were no longer a concern for Lin Xuan. Naturally, he could search for where this ancient demon sage's remains were located.
rú jīn wēi jī yǐ jīng jiě chú ， hēi páo gǔ mó yǔ léi péng zhī hún dōu yǐ yǔn luò ， bīng yán gǔ zhōng de wēi xiǎn ， duì lín xuān lái shuō ， yǐ bù zhí yī tí ， zì rán kě yǐ xún zhǎo yī xià zhè gǔ mó shèng zǔ de yí hái zài nǎ lǐ 。
如今危机已经解除，黑袍古魔与雷鹏之魂都已陨落，冰炎谷中的危险，对林轩来说，已不值一提，自然可以寻找一下这古魔圣祖的遗骸在哪里。
The only thing to be wary of was Little Sword, but Lin Xuan knew that the guy had likely left the area. He flew towards a cave on the mountain waist without delay.
wéi yī xū yào jì dàn de jiù shì tián xiǎo jiàn ， bù guò lín xuān duì zhè jiā huo ， yě yǒu liǎo jiě ， duì fāng shí yǒu ** yǐ lí kāi le cǐ dì 。
唯一需要忌惮的就是田小剑，不过林轩对这家伙，也有了解，对方十有**已离开了此地。
This cave was hidden among a tangle of vines.
tuì yī wàn bù shuō ， jiù suàn tā hái méi yǒu zǒu ， nà yòu rú hé ， duì shàng zhè xiǎo zi ， lín xuān suī rán bù gǎn shuō yǒu bì shèng de bǎ wò ， dàn yīng gāi shì bú huì luò zài xià fēng de 。
退一万步说，就算他还没有走，那又如何，对上这小子，林轩虽然不敢说有必胜的把握，但应该是不会落在下风的。
These were the few green plants in Ice Flame Valley; although they covered the mountain walls, they couldn't stop Lin Xuan. A flash of his swordlight caused the vines to fall like rain as he stepped inside.
yú shì lín xuān huà wèi yī dào jīng hóng ， bù guò fēi xíng de sù dù què hěn màn ， bìng qiě jiāng shén shí fàng chū ， zài bīng yán gǔ xì xì xún zhǎo le qǐ lái 。
于是林轩化为一道惊虹，不过飞行的速度却很慢，并且将神识放出，在冰炎谷细细寻找了起来。
The cave wasn’t long, but after walking ten or so dozen feet, a spacious hall suddenly appeared before him. Without hesitation, Lin Xuan stepped into it.
shí wèn guò dé hěn kuài ， zhuǎn yǎn yòu shì yí yuè yǒu yú 。
时问过得很快，转眼又是一月有余。
The hall was not large; its diameter was only about ten dozen feet. Everything within was visible at a glance.
lín xuān shǒu qǐ jiàn luò ， yǎn qián dǎng lù de jǐ tóu mó shòu hún guī dì fǔ ， zhè zhǒng mó shòu yě bú shì hěn hǎo duì fù ， yǔ zì jǐ jiū chán le zú zú yǒu yī zhǎn chá de gōng fu 。
林轩手起剑落，眼前挡路的几头魔兽魂归地府，这种魔兽也不是很好对付，与自己纠缠了足足有一盏茶的功夫。
There were no stone tables or chairs, just a stone platform towering over his head.
lín xuān zhī suǒ yǐ jiāng jīng lì huā fèi zài cǐ chù ， shì yīn wèi jīng guò yuè yú de xún fǎng ， tā zhōng yú què dìng ， nà gǔ mó shèng zǔ de yí hái ， jiù zài cǐ chù 。
林轩之所以将精力花费在此处，是因为经过月余的寻访，他终于确定，那古魔圣祖的遗骸，就在此处。
On the platform lay a skeleton, but it wasn’t lying down; instead, it was sitting cross-legged with both hands forming magical seals and resting on its chest. From the posture, one could tell that the person had died here.
zǒng suàn bù wǎng zì jǐ huā fèi le zhè me jiǔ de gōng fu 。
总算不枉自己花费了这么久的功夫。
Beside the skeleton were two objects: a storage bag on the left, and a black jade eye pupil scroll.
lín xuān sōng le kǒu qì ， zuǒ shǒu yī bǎi ， jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn jiù fēi huí dào le yī xiù lǐ miàn 。
林轩松了口气，左手一摆，九宫须臾剑就飞回到了衣袖里面。
Lin Xuan’s expression changed as he didn’t reach for the storage bag first but instead extended his hand towards the jade eye pupil scroll.
suí hòu lín xuān tái qǐ shǒu lái ， cháo zhe nà jǐ zhī mó shòu xū kōng yī zhuā 。
随后林轩抬起手来，朝着那几只魔兽虚空一抓。
It was clearly an ancient object, and after some hesitation, Lin Xuan lowered his head to immerse his spirit into it.
cī lā ”…
刺啦”…
Characters of the demon race appeared in his vision. Lin Xuan silently read them, then after a cup of tea, he raised his head with a sigh on his face.
mó shòu de shī tǐ bào kāi ， jǐ kē lóng yǎn dà xiǎo de mó shòu jīng hé fēi shè guò lái ， xuán fú zài yǎn qián 。
魔兽的尸体爆开，几颗龙眼大小的魔兽晶核飞射过来，悬浮在眼前。
The fallen demon sage was indeed a man of passion; he was known as "Snowflake Sage." It turned out that he had much in common with Nailong True Man—both were fond of women and good at enjoying life. However, their strength levels could not be compared. Nailong True Man was an apex figure of the Transcendence Stage, almost on par with Loose Immortals.
zhè jǐ lì jīng hé shèn shì qí tè ， jū rán yǒu liǎng zhǒng guāng huá bāo guǒ ， yí bàn shì zhàn lán sè ， chù shǒu bīng lěng ， fǎng fú wàn nián hán bīng yì bān 。
这几粒晶核甚是奇特，居然有两种光华包裹，一半是湛蓝色，触手冰冷，仿佛万年寒冰一般。
However, this Snowflake Sage lagged far behind; he barely entered the Transcendence Stage and made no further progress.
lìng wài yí bàn zé shì huǒ hóng sè ， mō shàng qù fǎng fú shì huǒ 。
另外一半则是火红色，摸上去仿佛是火。
Moreover, although he loved women, after meeting his true love, he focused on cultivation. Indeed, after forming a dual-cultivation relationship with Hunshe Immortal—another demoness of late-stage Divinity Realm—they never went out to enjoy themselves again. The couple lived happily ever after.
lín xuān yě suàn jiàn shí guǎng bó ， dàn zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng yě shì bù duō jiàn de ， bīng huǒ shuāng shǔ xìng de mó shòu jīng hé ， chú le cǐ gǔ ， qí tā dì fāng néng gòu yùn yù chū lái de qū zhǐ kě shǔ 。
林轩也算见识广博，但这种情况也是不多见的，冰火双属性的魔兽晶核，除了此谷，其他地方能够孕育出来的屈指可数。
However, fate is unpredictable. When Snowflake Sage was meditating in seclusion, his wife Hunshe Immortal went out to search for treasures and entered Ice Flame Valley. As it turned out, Hunshe Immortal was also a late-stage Divinity Realm demoness, so the dangers of Ice Flame Valley posed no threat to her.
lín xuān shǒu yī tái ， jiù jiāng zhè jǐ lì mó jīng shōu rù dào le yāo jiān ， suí hòu huà wèi yī dào jīng hóng ， xiàng qián miàn fēi qù le 。
林轩手一抬，就将这几粒魔晶收入到了腰间，随后化为一道惊虹，像前面飞去了。
But fate took a cruel turn; she encountered Leipeng while picking a magical flower. The latter's strength could match half a True Spirit, and he had no qualms about taking what he wanted. Hunshe Immortal’s fate was inevitable: not only did she die, but even her essence couldn’t escape, leaving her soul to return to the underworld, forever separated from her husband.
yuè guò yī róng yán hú ， yòu chuān guò yī piàn xiǎo xiǎo de bīng yuán ， yī zuò shān fēng chū xiàn zài miàn qián 。
越过一熔岩湖，又穿过一片小小的冰原，一座山峰出现在面前。
Snowflake Sage was devastated when he learned of this news; his love for his wife was so deep that he could no longer bear to live in this world.
cǐ shān bìng méi yǒu shén me qǐ yǎn ， rán ér què bèi yī gǔ shén mì de lì liàng lǒng zhào zhe ， fù jìn de mó shòu bù jǐn bú huì jiē jìn cǐ chù ， ér qiě rù gǔ de mó zú xiū shì yí dàn kào jìn ， hái huì shòu dào tā men de zhāo hū 。
此山并没有什么起眼，然而却被一股神秘的力量笼罩着，附近的魔兽不仅不会接近此处，而且入谷的魔族修士一旦靠近，还会受到它们的招呼。
With a vendetta against Leipeng, Snowflake Sage rushed to Ice Flame Valley. The rest is history: after a fierce battle, he finally killed Leipeng and avenged the death of his wife.
lín xuān wèi le lái dào shān jiǎo ， zhǎn shā de mó shòu zú yǒu shù bǎi zhī duō ， zǒng suàn gōng fu bù fù yǒu xīn rén ， lái dào mù dì dì le 。
林轩为了来到山脚，斩杀的魔兽足有数百之多，总算功夫不负有心人，来到目的地了。
However, at great cost, Snowflake Sage had used several extraordinary secret techniques. These techniques were incredibly powerful but also brought significant harm to him—killing one thousand while losing eight hundred.
tā yáng qǐ tóu lú ， níng wàng yǎn qián de shān fēng ， suī rán bù guò bǎi zhàng yú ， dàn què dāo qiè fǔ xuē ， xiǎn de dǒu qiào xióng qí ， jiù zhè me yī zuò xiǎo xiǎo de shān fēng ， què gěi rén yī zhǒng gū ào de qì shì mǎo 。
他扬起头颅，凝望眼前的山峰，虽然不过百丈余，但却刀切斧削，显得陡峭雄奇，就这么一座小小的山峰，却给人一种孤傲的气势冇。
Injured from his fight, Snowflake Sage knew that he was unlikely to survive.
“ guài bù dé nà wèi gǔ mó shèng zǔ ， huì xuǎn zé cǐ chù zuò wéi mái gǔ zhī dì 。”
“怪不得那位古魔圣祖，会选择此处作为埋骨之地。”
But he wasn’t afraid of death; having embarked on the path of cultivation for eternal life, with his wife gone, this world held no more meaning for him.
lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì ， nà wèi dù jié qī de mó zú dà néng ， zhǎn shā léi péng hòu què shí shì zhòng shāng bù zhì ， yǐ zhì yú yǔn luò zài le zhè lǐ 。
林轩叹了口气，那位渡劫期的魔族大能，斩杀雷鹏后确实是重伤不治，以至于陨落在了这里。
Thus, he stayed in Ice Flame Valley and built a tomb for his wife before sitting down here to die.
shì dào rú jīn ， lín xuān jī hū kě yǐ kěn dìng zì jǐ de cāi cè ， suí hòu tā yě méi yǒu duō zuò dān gē ， zhí jiē xiàng shān yāo chù de shān dòng fēi qù le 。
事到如今，林轩几乎可以肯定自己的猜测，随后他也没有多做耽搁，直接像山腰处的山洞飞去了。
Lin Xuan sighed; truly, Snowflake Sage was a man of passion. He felt relieved that he had made the right choice—first taking the jade eye pupil scroll instead of the storage bag.
cǐ shān dòng yǎn yìng zài yī piàn màn téng zhī zhōng 。
此山洞掩映在一片蔓藤之中。
Because at the end of the scroll, it clearly stated that the nearby storage bag was fake. If someone greedy tried to take it, they would trigger the last magical technique Snowflake Sage used, which could be incredibly dangerous.
zhè yě shì bīng yán gǔ wéi shù bù duō de lǜ sè zhí wù ， suī rán yǐ jīng pá mǎn le shān bì ， bù guò zì rán shì zǔ dǎng bù liǎo lín xuān dì ， jiàn guāng yī shǎn ， màn téng fēn luò rú yǔ ， lín xuān shǎn shēn zǒu le jìn qù 。
这也是冰炎谷为数不多的绿色植物，虽然已经爬满了山壁，不过自然是阻挡不了林轩地，剑光一闪，蔓藤纷落如雨，林轩闪身走了进去。
As he read this, Lin Xuan shivered with fear and relief. He had no confidence in blocking a blow from an old monster at the Transcendence Stage; the final magic technique must have been extremely powerful.
shān dòng bìng bù shèn zhǎng ， bù guò zǒu le shí jǐ zhàng ， yǎn qián jiù huò rán kāi lǎng ， yī jiàn dà tīng yìng rù yǎn lián ， lín xuān háo bù yóu yù de mài bù zǒu jìn qù le 。
山洞并不甚长，不过走了十几丈，眼前就豁然开朗，一件大厅映入眼帘，林轩毫不犹豫的迈步走进去了。
The true treasure was hidden beside Hunshe Immortal’s tomb. To obtain it, one needed to bow three times before the tomb as if they were disciples of both sages.
dà tīng bìng bù dà ， fāng yuán bù guò shí zhàng yú ， lǐ miàn de dōng xī ， yī lǎn wú yú 。
大厅并不大，方圆不过十丈余，里面的东西，一览无余。
Lin Xuan read the scroll and bowed respectfully before leaving in a flash of light.
bìng méi yǒu shí zhuō shí yǐ ， zhǐ yǒu yí gè zhàng yú gāo de shí tái fú xiàn yú shì xiàn 。
并没有石桌石椅，只有一个丈余高的石台浮现于视线。
Soon, he arrived at a small valley where Hunshe Immortal's tomb was located.
zài shí tái shàng yǒu yī jù yí hái ， rán ér què bìng bú shì tǎng zhe de ， ér shì pán xī ér zuò ， shuāng shǒu gè qiā fǎ jué ， píng fàng yú xiōng kǒu ， cóng dòng zuò kě yǐ kàn chū ， duì fāng shì zuò huà yú cǐ chù 。
在石台上有一具遗骸，然而却并不是躺着的，而是盘膝而坐，双手各掐法诀，平放于胸口，从动作可以看出，对方是坐化于此处。
Outside the valley, the wind howled fiercely, but inside, it was warm like spring; flowers bloomed everywhere, filled with fragrance—Snowflake Sage’s work to honor his wife. The tomb was easy to find; Lin Xuan sighed as he looked at the grave, not interested in becoming a disciple of these ancient demons. But in return for such abundant treasures, bowing three times wasn’t much.
ér zài hái gǔ de páng biān ， fàng zhe liǎng jiàn shì wù 。
而在骸骨的旁边，放着两件事物。
Lin Xuan didn’t try to be clever. From the arrangement in the scroll, it was clear that Snowflake Sage had been meticulous. If Lin Xuan tried any other method instead of bowing, and if there were countermeasures set up by the other party, he would only end up making a fool of himself.
zuǒ biān de shì chǔ wù dài ， hái yǒu yí gè jiù shì hēi sè de yù 、 tóng jiǎn lǐ 。
左边的是储物袋，还有一个就是黑色的玉、瞳简里。
So, Lin Xuan knelt before the tombstone and bowed three times respectfully. A creaking sound suddenly reached his ears as the ground split open, and a spiritual light emerged from it.
lín xuān shén sè yī dòng ， méi yǒu qù qǔ nà chǔ wù dài ， ér shì xiān jiāng shǒu shēn xiàng yù tóng jiǎn 。
林轩神色一动，没有去取那储物袋，而是先将手伸像玉瞳简。
The speed was incredible; within the light, something could be seen. Lin Xuan wouldn’t miss this opportunity; he raised his right hand and grabbed at the air. Without any extra movements, a green giant hand appeared above the light and snatched what was inside before sending it to Lin Xuan’s eyes.
wò zài shǒu lǐ ， míng xiǎn shì nián shēng jiǔ yuǎn zhī wù ， lín xuān lüè yī chí yí ， cái dī xià tou lú ， jiāng shén shí chén rù 。
握在手里，明显是年生久远之物，林轩略一迟疑，才低下头颅，将神识沉入。
It was an oddly shaped storage bag… no, not a storage bag; it was actually a Momentary Bag. The treasures inside were beyond count in the cultivation world.
yí gè gè mó zú de wén zì yìng rù yǎn lián ， lín xuān mò mò de guān kàn ， yī zhǎn chá de gōng fu yǐ hòu ， cái tái qǐ tóu ， liǎn shàng lù chū jǐ fēn tàn xī zhī sè 。
一个个魔族的文字映入眼帘，林轩默默的观看，一盏茶的功夫以后，才抬起头，脸上露出几分叹息之色。
Lin Xuan’s face lit up as he immersed his spirit into it. After a moment, he raised his head with even greater joy on his face. Although he only briefly scanned the contents, there were indeed many treasures within. Misfortune in one place, good fortune elsewhere; missing out on the treasures of Three-Eyed Sage, but gaining Snowflake Sage’s legacy.
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In short, the treasure of this old monster at the Transcendence Stage was beyond what Lin Xuan dared to speculate about.
Of course, it couldn't be denied that among all the old monsters at the Transcendence Stage, Nailong True Man was a top-tier figure. Ordinary ancient demon sages had no way to compare with him.
One could say that Nailong True Man was only slightly inferior to the three Loose Immortals and the three Demon Kings; he was an apex figure of the Transcendence Stage, while ordinary ancient demon sages were significantly weaker.
But regardless, after this encounter with Nailong True Man, Lin Xuan's expectations for the treasure of old monsters at the Transcendence Stage had grown immensely. Even if the other party could not compare to Nailong True Man, it was still very much worth looking forward to.
Now that the crisis was over and both the ancient black-robed demon and Leipeng’s soul had fallen, the dangers in Ice Flame Valley were no longer a concern for Lin Xuan. Naturally, he could search for where this ancient demon sage's remains were located.
The only thing to be wary of was Little Sword, but Lin Xuan knew that the guy had likely left the area. He flew towards a cave on the mountain waist without delay.
This cave was hidden among a tangle of vines.
These were the few green plants in Ice Flame Valley; although they covered the mountain walls, they couldn't stop Lin Xuan. A flash of his swordlight caused the vines to fall like rain as he stepped inside.
The cave wasn’t long, but after walking ten or so dozen feet, a spacious hall suddenly appeared before him. Without hesitation, Lin Xuan stepped into it.
The hall was not large; its diameter was only about ten dozen feet. Everything within was visible at a glance.
There were no stone tables or chairs, just a stone platform towering over his head.
On the platform lay a skeleton, but it wasn’t lying down; instead, it was sitting cross-legged with both hands forming magical seals and resting on its chest. From the posture, one could tell that the person had died here.
Beside the skeleton were two objects: a storage bag on the left, and a black jade eye pupil scroll.
Lin Xuan’s expression changed as he didn’t reach for the storage bag first but instead extended his hand towards the jade eye pupil scroll.
It was clearly an ancient object, and after some hesitation, Lin Xuan lowered his head to immerse his spirit into it.
Characters of the demon race appeared in his vision. Lin Xuan silently read them, then after a cup of tea, he raised his head with a sigh on his face.
The fallen demon sage was indeed a man of passion; he was known as "Snowflake Sage." It turned out that he had much in common with Nailong True Man—both were fond of women and good at enjoying life. However, their strength levels could not be compared. Nailong True Man was an apex figure of the Transcendence Stage, almost on par with Loose Immortals.
However, this Snowflake Sage lagged far behind; he barely entered the Transcendence Stage and made no further progress.
Moreover, although he loved women, after meeting his true love, he focused on cultivation. Indeed, after forming a dual-cultivation relationship with Hunshe Immortal—another demoness of late-stage Divinity Realm—they never went out to enjoy themselves again. The couple lived happily ever after.
However, fate is unpredictable. When Snowflake Sage was meditating in seclusion, his wife Hunshe Immortal went out to search for treasures and entered Ice Flame Valley. As it turned out, Hunshe Immortal was also a late-stage Divinity Realm demoness, so the dangers of Ice Flame Valley posed no threat to her.
But fate took a cruel turn; she encountered Leipeng while picking a magical flower. The latter's strength could match half a True Spirit, and he had no qualms about taking what he wanted. Hunshe Immortal’s fate was inevitable: not only did she die, but even her essence couldn’t escape, leaving her soul to return to the underworld, forever separated from her husband.
Snowflake Sage was devastated when he learned of this news; his love for his wife was so deep that he could no longer bear to live in this world.
With a vendetta against Leipeng, Snowflake Sage rushed to Ice Flame Valley. The rest is history: after a fierce battle, he finally killed Leipeng and avenged the death of his wife.
However, at great cost, Snowflake Sage had used several extraordinary secret techniques. These techniques were incredibly powerful but also brought significant harm to him—killing one thousand while losing eight hundred.
Injured from his fight, Snowflake Sage knew that he was unlikely to survive.
But he wasn’t afraid of death; having embarked on the path of cultivation for eternal life, with his wife gone, this world held no more meaning for him.
Thus, he stayed in Ice Flame Valley and built a tomb for his wife before sitting down here to die.
Lin Xuan sighed; truly, Snowflake Sage was a man of passion. He felt relieved that he had made the right choice—first taking the jade eye pupil scroll instead of the storage bag.
Because at the end of the scroll, it clearly stated that the nearby storage bag was fake. If someone greedy tried to take it, they would trigger the last magical technique Snowflake Sage used, which could be incredibly dangerous.
As he read this, Lin Xuan shivered with fear and relief. He had no confidence in blocking a blow from an old monster at the Transcendence Stage; the final magic technique must have been extremely powerful.
The true treasure was hidden beside Hunshe Immortal’s tomb. To obtain it, one needed to bow three times before the tomb as if they were disciples of both sages.
Lin Xuan read the scroll and bowed respectfully before leaving in a flash of light.
Soon, he arrived at a small valley where Hunshe Immortal's tomb was located.
Outside the valley, the wind howled fiercely, but inside, it was warm like spring; flowers bloomed everywhere, filled with fragrance—Snowflake Sage’s work to honor his wife. The tomb was easy to find; Lin Xuan sighed as he looked at the grave, not interested in becoming a disciple of these ancient demons. But in return for such abundant treasures, bowing three times wasn’t much.
Lin Xuan didn’t try to be clever. From the arrangement in the scroll, it was clear that Snowflake Sage had been meticulous. If Lin Xuan tried any other method instead of bowing, and if there were countermeasures set up by the other party, he would only end up making a fool of himself.
So, Lin Xuan knelt before the tombstone and bowed three times respectfully. A creaking sound suddenly reached his ears as the ground split open, and a spiritual light emerged from it.
The speed was incredible; within the light, something could be seen. Lin Xuan wouldn’t miss this opportunity; he raised his right hand and grabbed at the air. Without any extra movements, a green giant hand appeared above the light and snatched what was inside before sending it to Lin Xuan’s eyes.
It was an oddly shaped storage bag… no, not a storage bag; it was actually a Momentary Bag. The treasures inside were beyond count in the cultivation world.
Lin Xuan’s face lit up as he immersed his spirit into it. After a moment, he raised his head with even greater joy on his face. Although he only briefly scanned the contents, there were indeed many treasures within. Misfortune in one place, good fortune elsewhere; missing out on the treasures of Three-Eyed Sage, but gaining Snowflake Sage’s legacy.