"Back then, during the Living Formation battle, Senior Brother Ancestor cut the Phoenix Goldstone into seven pieces and distributed one each to the Ghost Immortal Sect, Immortal Mountain Jade Lake, Mountain Beyond Mountains, the Deep-Sea Ghost Clan, and the Imperial Immortal Palace. The piece we kept has already been made into the grand formation, and some was distributed to our disciples. This is the last piece. Senior Brother said that after killing you, he would win over the Infernal Prison Ghost Cultivators and have them replace your Unity of Heaven as the seventh great immortal sect. However, Senior Brother Ancestor died, and the Infernal Prison Ghost Cultivators also came under your control. So naturally, this piece of Phoenix Goldstone should be handed over to you." Zuo Qingxuan took a long box from her back and passed it into my hands.
I opened it and saw that a large piece—roughly one-seventh of a coffin board—was indeed lying quietly inside. I closed the box, my expression unreadable. I would not be grateful to her. After all, this coffin board had originally belonged to me in its entirety; I simply had not been capable of protecting it back then.
But given my current position, even if the coffin board fell into my hands, I would likewise follow Zu Xinghai's example. After all, those who kept all the spoils for themselves never met a good end. It was safer to distribute it. Treasures of this sort would draw countless covetous eyes with every move, and even if I used it all myself, I could never finish using it. Besides, I could not occupy the latrine without relieving myself. I could protect it, but my disciples and followers might not be able to.
I slung the fairly heavy box onto my back and said, "Fellow