"Is having your body seized by someone else really something worth commemorating!!!"
Elder Fu flew into a rage, but he was merely a soul residing within Bai Lan. There was no way he could control her actions.
All he could do now was watch as Bai Lan and the Dark and Moldy Puppet ahead of her jumped into the pit.
"Fellow Daoist, my Storage Bag is on the Stone Table inside the cave dwelling ahead. Go and take it yourself." The young man smiled. "I fear there may be other dangers ahead. My cultivation is shallow; unlike you, Fellow Daoist, I have no fortuitous opportunity to help me escape."
"Indeed." Bai Lan nodded.
The young man continued to smile, his gaze fixed tightly on Bai Lan. Though his expression remained calm, he could not hide the fervent gleam in his eyes.
Now that they had reached the destination and achieved her objective, Bai Lan could not be bothered to keep acting with him. She made a save where she stood, then swept her gaze around the cave dwelling.
It was an utterly ordinary, unadorned cave dwelling, containing only a bed, a table, and a meditation cushion.
"Elder Fu, see if there's anything good around here." Her divine sense was currently only at the Late Core Formation stage, so she probably could not detect much. Elder Fu would have to serve as the searchlight.
Elder Fu gave a cold laugh. "There's nothing good, but there are two things that can kill you. There are two Formation Runes on the surrounding stone walls. This man had long since prepared two contingencies within this cave dwelling. If his body seizure succeeds, so be it. But if it fails, the two eighth-rank formations on the stone walls will send you straight on your way.