As the stone slab was lifted, a round hole appeared on the ground.
With the loss of the stone slab’s suppression, dense black smoke rolled out of the hole, somewhat similar to Chen Nan’s Demon Gang Qi, equally pitch-black, like ink.
Seeing the intense Demonic Qi emanating from the hole, Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken couldn’t help but jump several meters back.
The red-haired woman remained calm, gracefully stepped forward, waved her hand, and fiery red Divine Light instantly enveloped the entire hole. With a "shua" sound, a watermelon-sized clay jar flew out from the hole, landing in her hand.
The clay jar was engraved with bizarre talismans, exuding a strong Demon Path aura overall.
The Demonic Qi that had just surged out from the hole was emanating from this pitch-black clay jar. This wasn’t an ordinary clay jar; it was likely an extremely powerful Demon Path Holy Object, a Demon Jar.
The red-haired woman quickly waved her hand, tossing the Demon Jar into the air.
Simultaneously, she continuously drew her hands in the air, forming seal forces that struck the airborne Demon Jar.
After forming ninety-nine seals, the Demon Jar that originally overflowed with Demonic Qi was completely calmed down, with no sign of any more Demonic Qi, appearing just like an ordinary clay jar, everything so ordinary.
After completing all this, the red-haired woman glanced at Chen Nan and said, "This Demon Jar belongs to you, but not now. I will hold onto it for you first."
Chen Nan looked at the red-haired woman with confusion.
The red-haired woman nodded but did not speak further, then turned and walked towards the Immortal Spirit Saintess sculpture.
Seeing the tears in the sculpture’s eyes, she trembled, and her usually calm eyes flashed with tears. She clenched her fists tightly, and her delicate body slightly trembled: "Sister, why are you doing this!"
Staring silently at the tears that never dried in the sculpture’s eyes, the red-haired woman stood there motionless for a long time.
After watching for a while, Chen Nan stepped forward.
The Black Feathered Chicken shrank back, not daring to approach. It deeply understood the terrifying cultivation of this red-haired woman; if it dared to approach rashly and angered her, it would only suffer for it. With its seasoned experience, it felt it was better not to speak.
Once close, Chen Nan hesitated for a moment, looked at the Immortal Spirit Saintess sculpture, and asked, "Earlier you called the Saintess sister?"
The Black Feathered Chicken felt nervous, silently cursing this brave kid, daring to flirt with such a dangerous woman.
The red-haired woman was silent for a moment, the tears in her eyes evaporated. She turned and glanced at Chen Nan, calmly saying, "Don’t ask about things you shouldn’t know."
"What should I know, and what shouldn’t I know?" Chen Nan, with determination and risking angering the red-haired woman, continued to ask, "And you said that Demon Jar belongs to me, what does that mean?"
The red-haired woman pondered for a moment, then said, "Everything has a predetermined fate. When it’s time for you to know, you will naturally know. Otherwise, exploring heavenly secrets will only bring you harm with no benefit."
Chen Nan felt puzzled, completely unable to comprehend what she was saying.
However, he was sure that no matter how he asked, the red-haired woman would not answer his questions.
"I brought someone for you."
While speaking, the red-haired woman waved her sleeve, and Su Qingqing appeared out of thin air, falling to the ground.
Startled, Chen Nan hurriedly stepped forward to support Su Qingqing, called to her twice, but helplessly realized she was unconscious.
"Why did you bring her here!?"
Though the red-haired woman’s cultivation was high, Chen Nan’s tone was filled with coldness; if anyone dared to harm Su Qingqing, even if the other was a great deity, Chen Nan would not retreat a step.
"I won’t harm her, just brought her to accept my sister’s inheritance, which is also my sister’s wish," the red-haired woman said, glancing at the tears in the sculpture’s eyes.
Chen Nan frowned, "Accept inheritance?"
"In this world, only she can perfectly inherit the Saintess’s legacy."
While speaking, the red-haired woman stretched out her hand, and the White Jade Lotus Platform from Chen Nan’s hand flew into hers instantly.
Placing the Jade Lotus Platform on the ground, the red-haired woman waved her hand, every red light instantly enveloping Su Qingqing’s body. Then she glanced at Chen Nan, saying, "Why haven’t you let go?"
Knowing the red-haired woman meant no harm to Su Qingqing, Chen Nan released his hold.
Wrapped in the red Divine Light, Su Qingqing’s body gradually floated in the air, then descended onto the Jade Lotus Platform.
At the instant she stood firmly on the Jade Lotus Platform, Chen Nan felt an illusion; the Su Qingqing before him, except for her different attire, entirely resembled the Saintess sculpture, identical in appearance and posture, standing like a Goddess overlooking all beings with feet on the Lotus Platform.
While Chen Nan was mesmerized, the White Jade Lotus Platform carried Su Qingqing slowly upwards, approaching the Saintess sculpture.
Were they about to collide?
Chen Nan looked nervously at the red-haired woman, but the latter’s face was calm, making him somewhat relieved.
At this time, the Black Feathered Chicken couldn’t resist curiosity, leaned over, "Kid Chen, what’s happening?"
Chen Nan waved his hand, "Go search for your treasure, there’s nothing here for you."
The Black Feathered Chicken shrunk its neck, with the red-haired woman present, it dared not seek treasure; this is her sister’s territory, after all.
"There’s no treasure here," the red-haired woman said casually, then took out an Elixir Pill, looked at Chen Nan and said, "If you hadn’t awakened me back then, I would still be sleeping in the cave today. Since we meet again today, it’s destiny. I give you this Immortal Pill."
Chen Nan quickly accepted the Elixir Pill and asked, "What are the effects of this Immortal Pill?"
"Revive the dead, flesh and bones, bring back to life."
Though the red-haired woman spoke only ten words, she utterly shocked both Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken.
Although the Black Feathered Chicken feared the woman’s cultivation, it couldn’t resist the temptation and asked, "Goddess, um, do you have any more of these Immortal Pills? Could you bestow a little chicken one too?"
"I can’t do Alchemy. I only have this one," the red-haired woman glanced at the Black Feathered Chicken, hesitated for a while, then took out a Sheepskin Ancient Scroll and handed it to it, saying, "This is the cultivation technique of your Demon Clan’s king from a generation. It’s useless for me to keep. Today it is yours. "
Demon Clan king’s cultivation technique!
Upon hearing this, the Black Feathered Chicken trembled with excitement, quickly accepted the Sheepskin Ancient Scroll, and thanked endlessly.
For the Human Clan, this cultivation technique’s value was insignificant, but for it, it was more precious than Chen Nan’s Immortal Pill.