Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 277 - 174: The Least Trustworthy Person, Lu..._2

Otherwise, all our efforts might just become someone else's wedding dress.

"Old Lin, our lives are precious, I've only got one to spare."

"Old Hu, I don't have a second life either."

Lin Chang'an and Old Hu exchanged a glance and then burst into smiles, but neither lowered their guard.

However, the atmosphere had already become much more relaxed.

The intent to guard against others cannot be abandoned!

Meanwhile, Yun Yao took a deep breath and seized the opportunity to stride forward, raising her hand to execute the Exorcism Technique, retrieving the storage bag and treasures from the seated cultivator's body.

"Blood Evil True Monarch, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator..."

After Yun Yao extracted the treasures, Lin Chang'an and Old Hu couldn't help but glance over.

These were the relics of a Core Formation cultivator; there were thousands upon thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the world, but few had the chance to come across a Core Formation cultivator's treasures.

However, just as Yun Yao touched the corpse, a faint blood light began to shimmer on the walls of the surrounding cave.

"Not good!"

"Old Hu, don't move carelessly, watch closely!"

In a fright, everyone was shocked as they watched the walls of the cave abode, where countless blood lights flickered slowly.

"These are the last words of the Blood Evil True Master!"

However, after the three of them scanned the countless last words on the wall, the shock on their faces gradually turned to astonishment.

Especially Old Hu, who widened his eyes.

"Goodness, how much resentment did this True Master have before death to curse like this?"

Even Lin Chang'an had no rebuttal after hearing Old Hu's comment.

Because all the writings and last words covering the walls were filled with curses.

"The most untrustworthy in the world is Lu Turtle... Anyone who is my descendant... after the Loose Cultivator Lu Turtle of the Yue Kingdom runs out of life, kill all cultivators who breed turtles..."

"Lu Turtle, I..."

The last words of the Golden Core cultivator were inscribed as if they came alive, and the curses of this Blood Evil True Master echoed in their ears.

Until finally, the voice grew weaker and in its dying breath, it mumbled, the most untrustworthy is Lu Turtle...

"So... even a Golden Core True Man curses out just like us."

After the words echoed off the wall, Old Hu's expression was peculiar, unsure of how to describe it.

And beside him, Lin Chang'an's eyes flickered, as Yun Yao had mentioned before that this Blood Evil True Master once had a transaction with Master Lu, which evidently ended up in a significant loss for him.

Resentment lingered even in death.

"Old Hu, even a Core Formation cultivator is human, not a stone devoid of lust and desire."

Lin Chang'an shook his head with a sigh, but to make a late-stage Core Formation cultivator so disregarding of his dignity before death, one could imagine how wronged he felt.

"This True Master failed in his attempt to form a Nascent Soul and then perished here in meditation."

At this point, Yun Yao took a deep breath, having collected all that belonged to the True Master.

There were over a hundred upper grade Spirit Stones, along with more than a dozen Jade Scrolls, and various bottles of elixirs.

"Unfortunately, most of these elixirs are for healing and mana recovery."

Yun Yao first opened the elixirs before the two others; even after a hundred years, the potency of Tier Three pills, while diminished, did not render them worthless.

In the end, she divided the elixirs into three portions.

"I'll hold Old Hu's elixirs for now."

"Old Lin, is that really necessary?"

Just as everyone was dividing the spoils, when they saw Lin Chang'an directly take his share of the elixirs, Old Hu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

But Lin Chang'an calmly nodded and said:

"Tier Three healing elixirs are as good as life-saving Spirit Pills to us Foundation Establishment cultivators. Though the potency is diminished, Old Hu, the things you promised haven't been given yet."

Hearing this, Old Hu gave an embarrassed smile and helplessly waved his hand, indicating that Old Lin should hold onto them for now.

The Core Formation Secret Technique he promised would have to wait until they returned; otherwise, who knows what might happen if given now.

Next were the upper grade Spirit Stones, also divided into three, with Lin Chang'an again holding Old Hu's share.

As for the contents of the Jade Scrolls, they were quite enticing to all three of them.

"There is actually a Pill Formation Secret Skill!"

The trio exclaimed in astonishment, as the Pill Formation Secret Skill was the envy of Fake Pill cultivators.

It is well known that once a Fake Pill is formed, without opportunity, one's cultivation would not progress any further.

But the Pill Formation Secret Skill allows for the Fake Pill to be dissolved and formed anew, a secret technique far less difficult than breaking through from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation.

Besides the cultivation techniques, the remaining Jade Scrolls included a fragmented Tier Three Array inheritance, various miscellaneous learnings, cultivation insights, and so on.

"I'll keep these first and make copies when we return."

Yun Yao glanced through them, feeling somewhat disappointed; there wasn't a single Core Formation Spiritual Object.

However, the cultivation insights of a Golden Core cultivator are indeed a massive fortune.

Finally, they managed to find four magical treasures from the remains of the deceased master, and the three of them started to breathe heavily at once.

"Mr. Yun, even a random magical treasure here would be enough to exchange for one Core Formation Spiritual Object!"

The three were moved to the point their eyes turned red; these were magical treasures after all.

Yun Yao's face rarely blossomed into a smile.

The four magical treasures were: a blood-red long sword, a white umbrella with cloud patterns, two flying knives, and a jade pendant.

"Four magical treasures—the wealth indeed lives up to a Great Cultivator who was preparing for Nascent Soul Formation, far beyond that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators."

Old Hu's eyes widened, as even they, as Foundation Establishment cultivators, understood the significance of magical treasures.

Ordinary Core Formation cultivators would be lucky to have one magical treasure.

"However, this master might have encountered something before he sat here or took a fatal risk attempting Nascent Soul Formation; these magical treasures have dim spiritual light and show signs of corrosion..."

The thing that can taint magical treasures must be unimaginably terrifying.

Yet, Old Hu excitedly laughed boisterously:

"Old Lin, you're much greedier than I am; finding such benefits is enough to offset what we've paid before."

"Old Lin, Mr. Yun, I, Old Hu, am not stingy either; when we return to Celestial Profound City, just give me the flying knives from these damaged magical treasures."

Under Old Hu's robust laughter, Lin Chang'an and Yun Yao secretly nodded in agreement.

No disputes were preferable.

Especially since Old Hu possesses a secret technique that can increase the success rate of Core Formation, which is far more valuable to them than these magical treasures.

"Also, this Dharma Robe, Old Lin, don't be wasteful... Old Lin! You're ruthless enough; you didn't even spare the corpse."

"The Golden Core shattered after the failed breakthrough, making it worth little."

"I merely lament that even a Core Formation cultivator ended up in such a regrettable state. We've gained so much; we should find a scenic treasure land when we return."

Beneath Lin Chang'an's indifferent demeanor, he also took the corpse, finding a reasonable excuse.

This time, he intended to try and see how much memory the lifebound Spirit Plant of the Golden Core cultivator who died a century ago could retrieve.

The memories of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator have an immeasurable value for each segment.

The three divided all the spoils, and Yun Yao secretly nodded; although these magical treasures were somewhat damaged, their value was already hard to measure.

If the opportunity arises, exchanging for a Core Formation Spiritual Object wouldn't be difficult.

"Old Lin, what's the next move?"

"Take this main array disc and array flags and directly avoid the people inside the array."

After thoroughly rummaging the cave, Old Hu glanced at it with some reluctance.

The spiritual energy here was abundant, and being chosen by a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, it's easy to imagine how excellent a cultivation spot it must be.

What a pity.

"Let's go."

Lin Chang'an stood at the cave entrance, feeling a lot of heartache as he collected the main array disc and array flags of the Blood Slaughter Red Sun Array.

If he had a choice, he would certainly take all array discs and array flags.

Unfortunately, he still needed these incomplete arrays to hold the cultivators inside, so the arrays couldn't dissipate easily.

…

Meanwhile, inside the array.

"Elder Fu, the fire attribute spiritual energy here has grown even more intense, more violent than before."

Four Foundation Establishment cultivators had grave expressions, and the leading Elder Fu had a stern look as he coldly snorted, instantly engulfing the surrounding fire spirit with a fire attribute bead.

"Fire spirit, perfect nourishment for my magical treasure."

The strength of a Fake Pill Cultivator was already formidable, and possessing a magical treasure made them truly exceptional.

Especially possessing a fire attribute magical treasure perfectly countering these fire spirits.

"Hurry it up."

"Yes, Elder Fu!"

Meanwhile, outside the array, two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Fu family vigilantly watched all around.

Yet they failed to notice that at a hidden gap of the array, Yun Yao used the Hidden Spirit Gauze, Lin Chang'an used the Breath Concealment Technique bestowed by a cultivation technique.

Old Hu also had his own treasure, so the three hid their aura and managed to leave right under their watchful eyes.

Until days later, suddenly the surrounding array seemed to lose its support and collapsed violently, with countless miasma pouring in while all the poisonous scorpions went berserk.

Immediately afterward, inside came the furious roar of the Fake Pill Master.