Inside the mountain cave, nine black lamps flickered faintly, and the upright stone coffin radiated a chill.
In the silent air, soft sobbing echoed.
Tuanzi trembled violently, tears welling in its eyes.
Seeing that the owner of the stone coffin remained silent, it gathered its courage and spoke timidly:
"Se... Senior, seeing as this junior has not touched your tomb, please spare this junior's life. This junior can give you all the resources on its body."
"Huff!"
Dao Xuanzi seemed to be calming his emotions as he said leisurely, "Do not read such roadside trash in the future. It is completely a waste of time and useless."
Perhaps Tuanzi had experienced too little and did not know how to control its expression. Upon hearing this, disbelief immediately appeared on its adorably foolish face.
That expression seemed to say: You clearly want to monopolize my precious book, yet you are still making excuses.
Noticing Tuanzi's expression, Dao Xuanzi nearly struck out and crushed it to death.
He, the great Dao Xuanzi, stood peerless in the Chaos Sea in the arts of artifacts and arrays. Why would he need an excuse to seize a book from a roadside stall?
"Let me show you what true knowledge of locating tombs looks like."
A streak of black light shot out from the black coffin and flew straight toward Tuanzi's glabella.
A vast amount of Feng Shui Geomancy knowledge entered Tuanzi's mind.
"Once you digest this knowledge, you will understand what worthless trash your book is."
He did not want to communicate too much with such a fool, so he released the restrictions on its body.
"I have placed a restrictive curse upon you. You are not permitted to tell anyone about this tomb. Otherwise, your soul will explode and you will die. Now scram."