Inside the Space Ring of the Carefree Old Man, there are countless Elixir Pills and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, numbered in the hundreds of millions, with tens of thousands of Magical Treasures, including nine that are of the Dao Artifact grade, as well as innumerable Immortal Stones.
The Carefree Old Man is a high-ranking member of the Underworld Assassins Sect, with countless bounties under his belt and an exceptionally opulent foundation.
Some of the treasures accumulated by the Carefree Old Man are not even possessed by the Mount Taihua Sacred Land.
And these treasures, all fell into the hands of Lu Changsheng.
With such a vast quantity of treasures, it was enough for Lu Changsheng to mentor his disciples for some time.
Among them, a black Daoist Banner caught Lu Changsheng’s attention.
Lu Changsheng picked up this Daoist Banner.
The banner is inscribed with various magical array totems, with a blank space in the center.
This Magical Treasure is rather peculiar and looks enigmatic in its use.
However, Lin Xuantong recognized the origin of this Magical Treasure: “This is a Curse Banner, a Fourth Grade Taoist Instrument. As long as one obtains a token of the enemy and writes down the enemy’s name in the blank space on the banner, covering it with the banner over the token and cursing day and night, continuing for forty-nine days, one can sever the enemy’s Qi Destiny, causing restlessness of the mind, leading to madness, or even sudden death. Indeed, it is frightening.”
Damn, there’s such a Magical Treasure?
Isn’t this like sticking the Voodoo Doll?
If one gets hold of an enemy’s item and then writes the enemy’s name on the Curse Banner, couldn’t one easily kill the adversary?
The Carefree Old Man truly is terrifying.
Not surprisingly, those known on the Divine King Ranking and in the Divine King Realm are all extraordinary individuals.
The Carefree Old Man never got the chance to employ his various methods and died arrogantly under the Devouring Heaven Demon Poison, with his most important Magical Treasure falling into the hands of Lu Changsheng.
The Jiang Family Ancestor saw the Curse Banner and his eyes lit up: “This thing is extremely treacherous. However, if the cursed individual’s Cultivation Level is too strong, the curse will be ineffective. It can only suppress the enemy’s Qi Destiny, causing disquiet in their heart and mind.”
So there is such a limitation.
But this makes sense. If whoever was cursed by the Curse Banner would die, wouldn’t the Carefree Old Man be able to walk sideways in the Immortal Realm?
Even so, the Curse Banner can ensnare many formidable enemies; at the very least, it can disgust the opponent, causing their heart and mind to be unsettled.
Besides the most important Curse Banner, there are eight other Dao Artifacts.
One of them, a Dao Artifact-grade dagger, smeared with a fierce toxin, though not as potent as the Devouring Heaven Demon Poison.
Lu Changsheng could coat this dagger with the Devouring Heaven Demon Poison.
In doing so, this dagger, just like the Storm Pear Flower Needles, would become Lu Changsheng’s life-saving trump card, lethal to whoever it touches.
Having acquired the foundation of the Carefree Old Man, Lu Changsheng returned to Mount Taihua to continue mentoring his disciples and discreetly cultivating.
As a Yama-level Assassin, the Carefree Old Man had a mysterious origin. Lin Xuantong knew little about his background, and Lu Changsheng, to avoid dealing with an elder only to face an even older one, stayed behind closed doors.
After all, the others would not dare to intrude into Mount Taihua.
Lu Changsheng followed an Ancient Ancestor of the Sacred Land, devotedly cultivating “One Sword Across Ages,” the “Ziwei Celestial Flame True Art,” and the “Eternal Indestructible Art”: one for Swordsmanship, one for internal power, and one for Body Tempering.
Thus, as spring passed and autumn came, another thirty thousand years went by.
In the northern part of the Immortal Realm, within Astonishing Dragon City, lies the domain of the Ancient Han Family.
Although the Ancient Han Family is not as powerful and flourishing as other ancient families like the Ancient Feng Family or the Ancient Huangfu Clan, it is still a significant power, with ordinary Sects not daring to offend the Ancient Han Family.
The Heavenly Dragon Tavern, a popular destination frequented by Cultivators in the vicinity.
Most Cultivators in the Immortal Realm have reached the stage where they no longer need food, yet many still have the desire for good food, and this tavern also offers delicacies that could slightly enhance one’s Cultivation Level.
The tavern is also a great place to gather information.
“Have you heard Han Shaolin of the Han Family has left seclusion? Life won’t be easy for us now.”
“That guy is literally a beast among beasts. Whichever family’s daughter he fancies, he’ll seize by force. If there’s the slightest resistance, he’ll annihilate her entire family. Moreover, his temper is so unpredictable, wantonly killing the innocent, making even those in the Demon Sects seem merciful in comparison.”
“Hush, Han Shaolin is the descendant most valued by several Ancestors of the Han Family, who have carefully nurtured him. They turn a blind eye to his actions. Otherwise, how could Han Shaolin be so brazen?”
“I say, the foundation of the Ancient Han Family is bound to be squandered by these bastards sooner or later. Our Ouyang Family would’ve already pledged allegiance to another family or Sacred Land if it wasn’t for our ancestors owing a debt of gratitude to the Han Family and managing taverns for them.”
The innkeeper of the tavern, a high-level practitioner in the Golden Immortal Realm, is the most passionate in the discussion.
With the first young genius of the Ancient Han Family, Han Shaolin, leaving seclusion, the cities within the Ancient Han Family’s territory are all in a state of anxiety.
From a young age, Han Shaolin was pampered and arrogant, committing all sorts of wicked deeds. Yet, having outstanding talents and indulged by the Ancestors of the Ancient Han Family, as long as Han Shaolin cultivated diligently, the Ancestors overlooked everything else.
As such, Han Shaolin’s notoriety spread far and wide within the Han Family’s domain.
Han Shaolin’s seclusion, under the guidance of several Han Family Ancestors, brought a period of tranquility.
At a table in the tavern, guests sat with terribly somber expressions.
Han Jie and several Han Family Disciples celebrated Han Shaolin’s emergence from seclusion by choosing the largest tavern in Astonishing Dragon City, only to overhear others discussing Han Shaolin.
Han Shaolin’s face darkened like ink, but then he suddenly smiled: “Innkeeper, bring a bowl of Divine Bull Noodles.”
The innkeeper rubbed his hands: “Esteemed guest, the Divine Bull Noodles are a powerful tonic requiring over a dozen Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, valued at ten thousand Immortal Stones. Are you sure you want them?”
“Just bring it.”