“What have you been doing the past two days?” Wang Erguan demanded.

“Strengthening my foundation,” Ji Luoyang said calmly.

Wang Erguan felt a tightness in his chest.
“Are you crazy?” he exclaimed.

In contrast to the diligent cultivation inside the house, there was heavy fog and tranquility outside the courtyard.
Lin Shouxi still sat at the cliff’s edge with Xiao He, looking out at the hazy, endless dried-up lake, silent.

After a while, Xiao He spoke, and her first words startled Lin Shouxi.

“That bird from the other day, it was afraid of you, wasn’t it?” Xiao He said.
“It may have had the blood of the white phoenix, but it was too scared to speak up.”

“… ” Lin Shouxi thought for a moment before saying, “You must be mistaken.”

“I’m not mistaken,” Xiao He replied.
“I grew up in the mountains and was close to birds.
Although we were far away from it, I could sense the bird’s emotions.”

“What do you think then?” Lin Shouxi asked.

“I don’t know,” Xiao He shook her head.
“Although I don’t know your background, at the least, I know you’re special.”

“You are special too,” Lin Shouxi replied.

“I… am not,” Xiao He protested, closing her eyes.

Lin Shouxi looked down at the steep cliff beneath them and asked, “Aren’t you scared?”

“I am,” Xiao He admitted timidly.

“Then why do you come here every day to keep me company?” Lin Shouxi asked.

“Because you’re here,” Xiao He replied simply.

Lin Shouxi fell silent, and Xiao He leaned against his shoulder and slowly drifted off to sleep.

In her dreams, her slender shoulders trembled lightly, her thin lips slightly opened, and she murmured, “Aunt… it’s cold.”

Lin Shouxi lightly tapped the void with his fingers, using the Cold Expulsion Technique to chase away the cold for her.
Then he took off his Taoist robe and draped it over her.

As if a soft part of his heart had been touched, Lin Shouxi looked at her and, for once, stopped his cultivation.

The girl’s slender body under her cotton skirt was as beautiful as a cluster of clouds.
He couldn’t help but think of a young lotus floating in a pond, decorating the snow.

“Was it really me that you saw in your vision that day?” Lin Shouxi asked the girl softly, but she was already asleep and couldn’t hear him.

Lin Shouxi suddenly felt that it would be nice to have this little girl as his companion.

Three days had passed unnoticed.

Perfected Yun returned after three days to inspect everyone’s progress, and found that Wang Erguan had made the most rapid improvement.
He took Wang Erguan aside and the latter knew that Perfected Yun was going to focus on nurturing him.
He followed behind Perfected Yun, appearing humble but in reality, he was ecstatic.

Perfected Yun took Wang Erguan away from the steep cliffs and led him to an outer mansion belonging to the Wu family.
The mansion was shrouded in a sinister atmosphere, with a huge roof resembling a hat, casting a large shadow.
Several birdcages were suspended under the eaves, housing red-eyed sparrows.

“Choose a magic tool or a secret manual,” Perfected Yun said.

“Can I choose anything?” Wang Erguan asked.

“This is the Wu family’s treasure vault, and even I cannot control the real treasures inside.
If you have the ability, take whatever you want,” Perfected Yun said coldly.

“If even the Perfected One, whose methods span heaven cannot control them, how could I dare be so presumptuous?” Wang Erguan flattered.

Perfected Yun remained silent and drew a talisman on the door with his finger.

The door opened.

What came was not the sparkle of treasures, but a suffocating sense of oppression.

Wang Erguan walked in carefully and felt as if something had grabbed his heart.
The deeper he went, the heavier the feeling became.
He was sure that if he dared to go further, his heart would burst and he would die.

Wang Erguan wandered around inside for quite some time.
He realized that his skills in swordsmanship and martial arts were inadequate, and even if he took a famous sword or knife, it would only be a decoration.
If he chose a magic technique, he would have to spend time practicing it, which would not be worth it.

So he decided to pick a magic treasure that wouldn’t be a loss.

After browsing through countless items, he finally chose a ring with a red gemstone on it.
When activated with mana, it could shoot out rockets unexpectedly.

Wang Erguan wanted to take a few more small magic treasures, but as soon as the thought came to him, he felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife.

He quickly dismissed the idea.

Finally, he walked out of the vault and saw an old man with a hunched back standing in front of Perfected Yun.

“What’s the matter now?” Perfected Yun asked.

“The Diviner… died last night,” the old dwarf said cautiously.

The Diviner was a type of sorcerer whose duty was to predict the future.

“So what? That old woman went crazy fifteen years ago and has been babbling nonsense ever since.
It’s better that she died earlier and brought peace,”Perfected Yun said indifferently.
“She didn’t say anything crazy before she died, did she?”

“Before the Diviner died, she did predict something.
She asked me to…” the old dwarf hesitated.

“She asked you to pass on a message to me?” Perfected Yun asked.

“Perfected One is extremely intelligent.”

“What did she say?”

The old slave looked at Wang Erguan and hesitated to speak.

“He is the future divine servant of the first young master.
You can speak in front of him,” Perfected Yun said.

With those words, Wang Erguan finally knew who Perfected Yun had been preparing him for.
And since he had a first in his title, he most likely held the highest position among his siblings…

As he was pondering this, the old slave suddenly imitated the crazy Diviner’s appearance before she died.
His pupils dilated, his irises trembling like a buzzing fly, and he spoke in a hoarse, unpleasant voice like a dying crow:

“Death comes for you, Perfected Yun.
I await you in the underworld.”

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