The person asked respectfully, "Is Senior Li Changâan here?"
"I am."
Li Changâan turned and walked to the door.
"What is it?"
"Senior, a young lady with the surname Mu found me. She asked me to deliver a gift to you and to tell you that sheâs very sorry, but she canât make it to your Foundation Establishment Ceremony."
"A young lady with the surname Mu?"
In an instant, the image of Mu Qiuyan flashed through Li Changâanâs mind.
In this region, Mu Qiuyan was already a Tribulation Cultivator hunted by all. Naturally, she couldnât attend the Foundation Establishment Ceremony.
If she were to come...
Perhaps everyone, out of respect for Li Changâan as the host, wouldnât act against her.
But outsiders would inevitably gossip, saying that Li Changâan had murky dealings with a Tribulation Cultivator.
Her not coming was also for Li Changâanâs own good.
"What did she ask you to deliver?"
"This junior doesnât know either, just a box."
As he spoke, the person took out a small Wooden Box.
Li Changâan reached out, took the Wooden Box, and casually gave him some Spirit Stones.
"Thank you for your trouble."
"It is this juniorâs honor to be of service to you, Senior!"
The man took the Spirit Stones, his face full of joy, and hurried away.
Li Changâan closed the courtyard gate and turned to walk into the middle of the yard.
He was rather curious.
âWhat could Mu Qiuyan have sent me?â
To be safe, he had Xu Fugui and the others step back. He himself retreated deep into the Array and controlled a Puppet to open the box.
The box opened without incident.
Inside lay a single Jade Scroll.
Li Changâan picked up the Jade Scroll, sent his Divine Sense into it for a quick look, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
"A Tier Two Middle Grade Divination inheritance!"
It was actually an inheritance of Skills, and the mysterious Skill of Divination at that!
Inside the Jade Scroll, Mu Qiuyan had left a message.
"Brother Li, I know youâre a cautious person who likes to hide his strengths and plans before acting. I came across this Divination inheritance by chance in a Secret Realm, and Iâm sure youâll like it."
In her eyes, Li Changâanâs personality was a perfect match for the Divination inheritance.
Waking up each day, performing a divination to determine good or bad fortune, and then considering what to do for the rest of the day.
But Li Changâan felt a little helpless.
He already received a daily Divination, so this inheritance was useless to him. It would have been better if she had sent him some Body Refining Treasures.
âOh well, itâs the thought that counts from Qiuyan.â
Li Changâan carefully put it away, planning to take a look at it when he had time.
He was actually a little curious.
âWhatâs the difference between this Divination Technique and my Divinations?â
...
ăThe next day.ă
Li Changâan went to the Black Market and managed to snag a Treasure.
Afterward, he found Luo Baitong and asked for news about Ancient Wood Evergreen and the Withered Wood Cliff Master.
The moment Luo Baitong saw him, he said anxiously, "Daoist Li, youâre finally back! Iâve been looking for you these past few days!"
"Whatâs wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Li Changâan was surprised and told him to slow down.
Luo Baitong immediately explained.
Not long ago, he had used his network of contacts to spread the phrase "Ancient Wood Evergreen."
Before long, three different people came looking for him, asking where to find the person who had released the information.
That was why he had been looking for Li Changâan.
But Li Changâan had been like a ghost these past few days, vanished into thin air, nowhere to be seen.
After hearing this, Li Changâan felt a little embarrassed.
After his Foundation Establishment, he had been incredibly busy, receiving guests from major factions almost every day. He simply had no time to come to the Black Market.
"Daoist Luo, are those three people still around?"
"They are, all of them!"
Luo Baitong immediately contacted the three people for Li Changâan.
ăA moment later.ă
The two of them went into a dark room and waited quietly.
While they waited, Luo Baitong brought up the matter of the Withered Wood Cliff Master.
More than ten days ago, someone had seen the Withered Wood Cliff Master in the Black Dragon Mountain Range again. He looked even more terrifying than before, as if he were nothing but a sallow sheet of human skin stretched over bones, barely resembling a normal person.
Clearly, he still hadnât solved the problem of the Spirit Plantâs backlash.
"The Withered Wood Cliff Master is only at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, after all, while that Spirit Plant has reached Tier Two."
The difference in power is too great.
Resolving the backlash wonât be that easy.
"Daoist Li, Iâve heard that the Withered Wood Cliff Master plans to force his way into Foundation Establishment. Heâs gambling on his luck. If he succeeds, he might be able to suppress the Spirit Plantâs backlash. If he fails, he will most likely perish completely."
"Daoist Luo, do you know where he plans to attempt his Foundation Establishment?"
"I donât."
The Withered Wood Cliff Masterâs movements were too mysterious; no one knew where he was now.
Perhaps the next time he appeared, he would already be a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator.
Of course, it was also possible he would die during his attempt at Foundation Establishment and never be seen again.
Li Changâan, however, hoped the man would return alive. After all, he wanted to know if that bizarre Spirit Plant was truly a Heaven and Earth Spirit Root.
Just as he was thinking this, a burly, powerfully built man suddenly walked into the secret room.
His gaze was sharp as it swept over Li Changâanâs body.
"Youâre the one who posted that message?"
"I am."
Li Changâan stood up and cupped his fists in a salute.
"I am Li Fan. May I ask your name?"
"My surname is Xia."
"So itâs Daoist Xia!"
Li Changâan activated his Pupil of Truth for a closer look and was immediately surprised by what he saw.
The manâs superficial aura was only at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer.
But his true Cultivation had reached Foundation Establishment!
And his true appearance bore some resemblance to the Fake Pill Great Power from Yellow Crane Mountain, Xiahou Hong. It was none other than Xiahou Hongâs own son.
Xiahou Kun!
âWhat a coincidence, to run into Xiahou Hongâs son here of all places.â
Xiahou Hong had two sons in total.
Named after Qian and Kun.
Xiahou Kun was his second son, who had achieved Foundation Establishment Success a few years ago.
Li Changâan remained impassive, acting as if he hadnât noticed anything unusual.
Xiahou Kun asked him, "Is the last key in your possession?"
"It is."
"May I see it?"
"No problem."
With a thought from Li Changâan, an ancient key appeared in his hand.
On the surface of the key was a single engraved character: "Qing."
Seeing this key, a sharp glint flashed in Xiahou Kunâs eyes.
"Good! The last key has finally appeared. Thereâs hope of opening the Changqing Cave Mansion now!"
The next instant, a key also appeared in his hand, its surface engraved with a single character: "Gu."