How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 250: Spirit Clan Blood Coffin

With the mask on, no one could see his facial expression.

Yes, his expression had completely changed...

Throughout the journey, his relationship with Catherine had been improving.

The two masks just now might signify the peak of their improved relationship.

Because she was thoughtful, considering his safety during their adventure...

This was merely the judgment of ordinary people.

But for Lin Xiaosu, it was quite the opposite.

This mask truly exposed her!

Because the mask he wore was different from the one Catherine wore.

This difference was something no one could notice.

Except for Lin Xiaosu.

Why could he see it?

Because he "saw" things not with his eyes, but with the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit.

The Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit, sensing the internal structure of a stone by touching it, allowed him to see through the mask’s internal framework once he touched it.

He tenderly adjusted Catherine’s mask for her.

Catherine remarked that this was a kind gesture from a man of Daxia.

But it wasn’t.

It was a comparison!

After feeling both masks, he discerned their differences.

Inside his mask, there was an extra hidden compartment next to the oxygen chamber, containing a certain powder.

At present, the powder hadn’t entered the oxygen chamber.

But theoretically, it could enter at any time.

Because the mask had an electronic component.

Through timing or remote control, it could be activated anytime...

If it was through remote control...

Was there a remote control?

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze turned toward the valley, activating the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit to search her entire body with his Primordial Spirit, not his eyes.

In Catherine’s right pocket was a small object with a button...

Seeing this, Lin Xiaosu smiled.

Many people would feel rage and frustration upon uncovering an enemy’s plot, but Lin Xiaosu was the opposite; he preferred to strip away the pretense sooner...

"Let’s descend!" said Catherine.

"Let’s go!"

"Be careful! While I hope to gain the ancestor relics, I hope even more that we both stay safe," Catherine said.

"Catherine, you’re really adorable!"

Catherine chuckled, reaching out to grab a hanging branch, which extended as she lowered herself off the cliff.

Lin Xiaosu followed suit, descending towards the cliff.

Ordinarily, jumping down a cliff over ten meters high would seem unconventional.

Descending as Catherine did was barely considered conventional.

However, the truth was quite the opposite...

Overall, Lin Xiaosu’s way was rather conventional.

But Catherine’s was not.

Because Lin Xiaosu used his cultivation, while Catherine employed special abilities of the Elf Race, befriending flora...

Below the cliff, a layer of gray mist rose.

This gray mist was deathly miasma.

Both wore masks that supplied fresh oxygen, allowing them to move freely within the miasma.

The ring on Catherine’s finger glowed in the miasma, emitting an unusual light that pointed to the right side of a stone wall.

This stone wall appeared unremarkable to the naked eye.

Merely a bit smoother.

However, at this moment, it represented the ultimate goal of their journey.

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze focused on a spot that resembled a spring...

Catherine’s hand shot up, pointing to that spot: "It must be there."

Lin Xiaosu’s toes touched the spot, clinging like a gecko, extending the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit through the small hole.

He felt a strong deathly force.

Similar to the miasma he encountered in the Secret Realm coffin.

But there was a difference.

The difference was: the small coffin in the Secret Realm contained strong vitality.

Whereas this hole held no signs of life.

Aside from boundless deathly force, there was only ancient loneliness.

Yes, he clearly sensed loneliness.

Maybe Catherine said one true thing...

That the Spirit Clan princess had indeed died.

If this was a Pandora’s box, the first thing would be to determine the inherent danger. If there was vitality inside, it must be opened with utmost caution, but if the remnant was dead, only relics would remain...

Relics were not overly risky...

Catherine watched Lin Xiaosu’s silhouette from below.

Her gaze flickered.

Her hand was in her pocket, gripping a small remote control, damp with her sweat.

Killing Lin Xiaosu would be a significant achievement.

But timing was essential.

Should she kill him now? But the Blood Coffin Key had yet to appear!

Though theoretically on him, theory was just that...

Suddenly, Lin Xiaosu’s hand moved, a bone artifact materializing in his palm.

It was the Blood Coffin Key stained with the blood of the White clothed King, Lu Xiushu.

At last, it appeared!

Just as it appeared, Lin Xiaosu inserted the key into the small hole.

Upon insertion, a light hum echoed...

The entire stone wall rippled like water...

The small hole seemed to be pulled open by an invisible hand...

A hole appeared before Lin Xiaosu.

With a swift movement, Catherine appeared at the edge of the hole.

Lin Xiaosu didn’t rush in; instead, he stepped aside: "It should be open, go ahead!"

"Alright!"

Catherine stepped inside...

Lin Xiaosu followed suit...

Entering the small hole, they found a narrow space.

A high platform loomed above, and a cavity filled with strange lights and colors.

All around were bizarre patterns, akin to wood grain.

On the platform, a white feather fluttered up and down.

The feather emitted a crystalline glow, like an angel descended to earth.

Moving without wind, it seemed alive.

Even after thousands of years, the white feather remained untainted.

Catherine’s eyes shone brightly: "Ancestor relic..."

Lin Xiaosu touched his nose: "Your ancestor relic... is just a feather?"

"Born a heavenly fairy, died as a light feather... this is the Elf Race!" Catherine turned her gaze to Lin Xiaosu: "I..."

"We have an agreement!" Lin Xiaosu interrupted her: "Go ahead!"

Catherine withdrew her right hand from her pocket, smiling: "Rest assured, I will keep my promise!"

She took steps toward the high platform.

Lin Xiaosu slowly removed his mask, his eyes full of seriousness...

To Catherine, this was an ancestor relic.

It was a Divine Artifact that could transform her upon acquisition.

If Lin Xiaosu tried to stop her at the last moment, she would immediately activate the neural toxin within the mask to kill him on the spot.

But this man from Daxia was so stubborn and foolish, truly keeping his word.

Since he kept his word, there was no need for added complications, as with the Divine Artifact in hand, ending his life would be effortless and more assured than doing it now. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

However, she never anticipated two things beyond her expectations.

First, Lin Xiaosu wasn’t someone who could be killed by neural toxins. With his Rejuvenation Secret Technique and Blood Tower constructed, most toxins in the world were ineffective against him. Thus, the mask’s trickery could never be her leverage against him.

Second, Lin Xiaosu’s detective skills surpassed ordinary thinking; a mere touch of the mask revealed its secrets to him.

Upon discerning this secret, Lin Xiaosu gave up all illusions about her.

At that moment, she ceased to be an adventure companion and became an enemy!

If there was a third, it was that her perspective starkly differed from Lin Xiaosu’s.

To her, the Blood Coffin’s interior contained nothing but a white feather.

But viewing it through the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit, Lin Xiaosu saw an ancient painting...

A woman, white-clad like snow.

With peerless grace and unearthly demeanor.

In serene slumber within the cave, undeterred by the encircling deathly force, her peerless beauty remained unhidden...

Suddenly, from a corner of the cave, a drop of water fell!

With the drop, it felt like heaven and earth collapsing...

The white-clad woman’s eyes snapped open, her wings filling the Blood Coffin.

Flap, flap...

Under the black drop, wings faded one by one, the woman’s face paling, a furious shout: "Subdivine Secret Technique! Who are you?"

From within the black water, a sinister laugh echoed: "Saintess Qian Ling, you’ve slept long enough in this Blood Coffin. Let an old man sleep here a bit, if you don’t mind leaving, we can sleep together!"

"Courting death!" With a loud cry, the Saintess Qian Ling turned into a white feather, charging at the black drop.

Crash!

The black drop shattered into fragments, a harrowing scream echoing...

The white feather drifted down, a phantom in the air collected, leaving a sigh...

The two masters dueled in an unimaginable way.

Ultimately, they perished together.

That was the reason for the Saintess Qian Ling’s demise.

This was the scene Lin Xiaosu witnessed through the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit.

Perhaps, only he could see this scene in the entire world.

It wasn’t through Time Retrospection; he couldn’t possibly trace back millions of years.

But through a Primordial Spirit Imprint!

One of the two masters left a Primordial Spirit Imprint, intentionally recording the event. Only a Primordial Spirit could resonate with it.

It was invisible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaosu realized something terrifying.

That this white feather...

Was extremely dangerous!

Why?

The last wisp of the Saintess Qian Ling’s Primordial Spirit remained on it!

Within the Blood Coffin’s interior, he detected no sign of life.

But a Primordial Spirit didn’t fall under the category of life.

He couldn’t sense whether a Primordial Spirit was inside from the outside.

Opening it with a relaxed mind, he witnessed the ancient duel, capturing the wisp of Primordial Spirit, his hairs standing on end.

A Primordial Spirit from who knows how long ago, attached to a white feather.

This was a terrifying spirit of millennia!

What would happen to Catherine?

Lin Xiaosu didn’t care about her fate.

In truth, once her mask’s secret was exposed, Lin Xiaosu had no intention of sparing her.

Catherine had reached the high platform.

The feather seemed to sense her call, falling into her palm by itself.

Catherine’s eyes changed abruptly.

Lin Xiaosu’s heart skipped a beat...

If he could bet, he’d wager his year’s earnings of two million that the Primordial Spirit had already possessed Catherine...

My God, dealing with Catherine was a breeze for him.

He was confident he could toy with her on the way back until she was beside herself with ecstasy.

But if this body had a different soul inside.

Then there’s no saying who would be overwhelmed.

What have I gotten myself into...

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