The next second, sensing the aura emanating from Bai Lan, she widened her eyes in surprise. "Wait, Foundation Establishment Level 4!? What kind of elixir did you take? How did you cultivate so quickly!?"
Is this what you call fast? She's still quite far from her small goal of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage in three years, the Core Foundation Establishment in ten years, and the Nascent Soul stage in fifty years.
After all, the fun of cultivating immortality lies in quickly completing levels.
"Are you really Five Spirit Roots? Or are you one of those Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger and useless but only have Single Spiritual Root?" Nan Xianshi asked suspiciously.
After she Foundation Establishment, she had been training outside, enduring countless hardships, and now she has only reached the Great Perfection of the second level of Foundation Establishment.
"I can predict the future; I can tell where fortuitous opportunity lie with a single calculation."
Nan Xianshi's eyes lit up, and she pointed ahead. "Then you calculate whether the skeleton in front is safe. I wanted to go closer to take a look, but I just feel uneasy."
Following the direction Bai Lan Nan Xianshi looked around and indeed found a skeleton sitting on a futon in the dark cave abode.
However, this skeleton was different from the ordinary gray skeleton. Its skeleton had a faint pink color. Judging from the outline, it was clear that the deceased was a female cultivator in life, and her strength was no less than that of a Core Formation cultivator.
Bai Lan saved the game on the spot, then looked at Nan Xianshi: "I've checked, there's no problem. Go up and see what treasures are there."
"I won't." Nan Xianshi resolutely stepped back. "Master said that I have always had bad luck. When I enter ten secret realms, I probably won't encounter any fortuitous opportunity. This time will probably be no different. I believe there will be danger, but there will definitely be no fortuitous opportunity."
Bai Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Bai Lan probably knew why Nan Xianshi was unlucky. After all, she not only went against the Daughter of Destiny One, but also gave Bai Ling a good beating. With such a series of attacks, it was no wonder that she was unlucky.
"Junior Sister Nan, I vaguely remember that the sect leader entrusted you with the investigation of the death of True Person Qing Xuan. Now that so much time has passed, have you found anything?" Bai Lan looked at Nan Xianshi.
It's unlikely that the case will be traced back to her.
"You were attacked by Seventh-tier Demonic Beast and died, or you were killed by a Nascent Soul old monster from the Demonic Path path, or you failed to escape in time while exploring a secret realm and were trapped and killed in a formation, or you encountered a member of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and were killed by him. Which reason do you think is more appropriate?"
She even meticulously devised several causes of death for True Person Qing Xuan in order to complete the mission. She really cried herself to death.
Bai Lan earnestly offered a suggestion. "As expected of you, framing this matter on the Demon Beast is the most suitable, since it's difficult to communicate with and there's no way to verify it."
"Hmph, what you said makes sense. I'll think about it."
"Speaking of which, Sect Leader, have you been quite busy and overwhelmed lately?"
Qing Xuan could drink three cups to celebrate Qing He's death, but he probably couldn't laugh when Wu Yin died, after all, he was Shishi.
Overnight, he was the only one left in his sect. And just as the righteous and demonic forces were at war, the sect lost a Nascent Soul cultivator, greatly reducing its strength. Good and bad things seemed to have come together at once.
"How did you know?" Nan Xianshi in surprise.
"It was calculated." Bai Lan nodded slightly.
Nan Xianshi murmured, "Your prediction was really accurate..."
"So trust me, just look at the pink skull in front of you, nothing will happen." Bai Lan smiled and pointed to the skull frame in front of her.
"I won't!" Nan Xianshi, involuntarily taking a few steps back. "You can have it, but I won't. fortuitous opportunity is missed, it's missed. I only have one life..."
Bai Lan shook her head and smiled.
"What are you laughing at!" Nan Xianshi frowned, turned to leave, and said, "I'm leaving first."
Bai Lan, without even turning her head, leisurely said, "There are two Nascent Soul cultivators fighting outside. If you want to leave, leave a will first. Since this place is the cave abode of a powerful cultivator, its sturdiness should not be bad."
Upon hearing this, Nan Xianshi stopped in her tracks and snorted, "... These Nascent Soul cultivators all regard us low-level cultivators as ants, and when they fight, they don't care about the life or death of ants at all. It's truly outrageous!"
"I forgot to tell you, the powerful Nascent Soul cultivator outside is none other than Ancestor Hanxu, who is currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Demonic Path Old Demon Yunyang."
So it was their own ancestor! In the heat of the moment, they had misspoke. Nan Xianshi paused for a moment after realizing what had happened, then said, "Hmph, so what!"
Bai Lan shook her head, stood up, and walked straight into the room.
"Hey! What are you doing?! That skeleton is weird..." Nan Xianshi tried to tug at Bai Lan's sleeve but missed, and immediately panicked.
"I know." Bai Lan nodded, her steps continuing.
She had just noticed something amiss, and could immediately conclude that there was a third person in the cave abode besides the two of them... to be precise, a soul.
Because inside this dark cave abode, two people reacted differently to his words. Besides Nan Xianshi, the other person was the pink skeleton deep inside the cave abode.
When she mentioned the words "Demonic Path Yunyang," the pink skull seemed to turn around, slowly rotating from the back to the front.
At that moment, those two empty eye sockets were staring intently at her.
"No need to create a terrifying atmosphere, senior. Let's just possess it directly. After all, our time is precious." Bai Lan stepped forward, looked at the pink skull in front of her, and spoke calmly.
Standing outside the cave abode looking inside, Nan Xianshi was startled by these words: "What nonsense are you talking about...?"
She couldn't understand what Bai Lan was trying to do anymore; was this something a normal cultivator would say?
"Hehehe, Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, although his cultivation is a bit low, this physical body... I still quite like it." The hoarse female voice was filled with undisguised manic excitement.
The next instant, wisps of pink smoke emerged from the skull and enveloped Bai Lan entirely. The woman's ecstatic laughter, like stereo sound, echoed around Bai Lan's ears.
Bai Lan remained standing in place, her expression unchanged. She took out a bead from her Storage Bag to test her Spirit Root and held it in her hand, saying calmly, "I have Five Spirit Roots."
As soon as Bai Lan finished speaking, five beams of light emanated from the bead in her hand, representing the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The woman's laughter paused, her hoarse voice tinged with disbelief. " Five Spirit Roots?"