"So... these senior cultivators all like to hide things in stone coffins?"
Su Xing muttered, then walked up to the stone coffin and, with great effort, pushed it open.
Upon opening the coffin, Su Xing saw a skeleton as white as jade, emitting a faint but pleasant fragrance.
There was no usual stench of rotting bones...
"Hmm? Judging by the time... The owner of this skeleton must have been dead for tens of thousands of years, right?"
To have bones like jade and emit a faint fragrance after ten thousand years of death, these are signs only immortals possess...
"Could it be... This is the Bing’er that Ghost Grandma mentioned?"
Su Xing felt a stirring in his heart as he took a storage ring from the skeleton’s finger.
The prohibitions on the storage magical artifact were naturally lifted upon the death of its owner.
Spirit pills and elixirs, heaven and earth treasures.
Elixirs for the Qi Refinement stage, all the way up to ninth-grade elixirs for the Mahayana Tribulation Crossing stage, were all there...
The quantity... exceeded a million!
Swords, spears, halberds, golden silk armor...
From magic artifacts to treasure artifacts, spiritual artifacts, countless items... Su Xing even saw over a dozen pieces of nascent immortal treasures.
Heap after heap of spirit stones, all high-grade, forming a small hill—a total of one million pieces!
Cultivation techniques and secret techniques...
A chest one zhàng high in the storage ring was packed with jade slips and ancient texts, numbering no less than three thousand...
There were also various strange tools...
In a corner, dozens of puppets were arranged.
One glance and Su Xing could see that there were five puppets for each stage from Divinity Transformation to Tribulation Crossing!
All were combat-type puppets... also known as protectors!
Su Xing withdrew his divine sense from the storage ring and also took out a token and a jade slip.
"Unbelievable... To have such a massive amount of cultivation resources in this spiritual ancestral land!"
Su Xing estimated the value of the items in this storage ring to be no less than ten million spirit stones... high-grade spirit stones!
The most precious were the divine arts, techniques, and cultivation techniques left behind by the Luo Tian Sect...
But what Su Xing found most useful were the various cultivation resources!
"However, since Bing’er is Ghost Grandma’s disciple, tasked with rebuilding the sect in another world, it makes sense she carried so many resources..."
"It’s a pity the sect couldn’t be rebuilt... These resources naturally benefit me..."
Su Xing didn’t hold back, taking the storage ring, and out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a jade slip behind the skeleton’s head.
"A sound transmission jade slip?"
Su Xing raised an eyebrow, guessing that the jade slip might contain the dying words of the skeleton’s owner.
"Alright, let me listen to it... then I’ll convey it to Ghost Grandma, fulfilling her wish..."
Su Xing sent his divine sense into the jade slip and heard a clear, crisp female voice.
"I am Luo Tian Sect’s sixth-generation direct disciple, Luo Bing’er..."
"Since that battle, it has been over thirty thousand years, the hundred worlds have withered, and Luo Tian is in decline... Many traitors arose within the sect, and the tree fell and monkeys scattered..."
"In the face of imminent danger, I received the mission to establish the sect outside this world, waiting for the right time, preserving the heritage... hoping to revive the glory of Luo Tian!"
"However, there was a traitor within the sect, who colluded with a foreign race... revealing my plans. Though I managed to kill the foreign race, I was severely injured, my realm fell, and my life was nearing its end..."
"I carried three hundred immortal sprouts, all young children from the Luo family, with outstanding aptitude... and left behind tribulation puppets to guide them, hoping to rebuild the sect..."
Su Xing silently listened to this message.
The gist was that Luo Bing’er’s mission had failed due to a sneak attack by a foreign race. She left behind puppets to guide the Luo family disciples on their path to immortality, not forgetting their family duty.
"However... little did Luo Bing’er expect that after the spiritual energy waned, the Luo family disciples could not cultivate and became spirit cultivators?"
"And after thousands of years of heritage, they gradually evolved into the current Spirit Race?"
Su Xing speculated briefly. As for the puppets, they were probably damaged over the thousands of years?
"The Luo family clan members... without this passphrase, couldn’t enter this ancestral land, right?"
Su Xing mumbled as he listened to the final part of the jade slip. Find your next read on empire
"To the one who activated the formation and entered this place, I do not know who you are?"
"If you are a descendant of the Luo family, having glimpsed the path of immortality, and received the formation’s passphrase from the puppet’s mouth?"
"Or if you are a disciple of the Luo Tian Sect, who found this place..."
"Bing’er hopes it is the former... If so, my master’s efforts have not been in vain..."
"Tell my master that Bing’er misses the lullaby she used to sing..."
"Lastly, the storage ring inside the stone coffin is yours for the taking... There is also a spiritual spring under the coffin, which can aid your cultivation..."
"May you preserve the immortal path and revive the glory of Luo Tian!"
"Luo Bing’er, the sixth-generation direct disciple of the Luo family, leaves this..."
The voice from the sound transmission jade slip faded away, leaving Su Xing in silence.
"Alas... it’s a pity that the Luo Tian Sect was not rebuilt in this world!"
Su Xing sighed, collected Luo Bing’er’s remains, and then moved the stone coffin aside, revealing the clear spring underneath.
"Wow... Just how much spiritual liquid is there!?"
Su Xing’s eyes widened as he saw the spring, one zhàng wide, beneath the coffin. He quickly fetched a large water jar and used the water manipulation technique to collect it.
Moments later, Su Xing still looked excited.
"A total of five cubic meters of spiritual liquid!"
"At two million drops of spiritual liquid per cubic meter... that’s a full ten million drops of spiritual liquid!"
"And it’s all high-grade spiritual liquid!"
Su Xing took a deep breath.
Ten million drops of high-grade spiritual liquid... equivalent to a billion drops of low-grade spiritual liquid!
"This... is the foundation of the Luo Tian Sect?"
Even a Heavenly Immortal couldn’t produce such a quantity of spirit liquid!
"Goodness... The resources for cultivation in the three realms of heaven, earth, and human are not something to worry about now!"