White Bone Killing Sword Grass Matures

After all the ancient stones had been opened, cultivators began choosing to head downstairs one after another.

Yu Huanzhen's expression suddenly stirred, and he came before Lu Xuan with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, my master invites you over and hopes to exchange a few words with you."

"As for the other fellow Daoists, if your interest has yet to be satisfied, you may go to the second floor and gamble on a few Mid-Grade Ancient Stones. Perhaps you'll be able to open even better Treasures."

Yu Huanzhen tactfully saw the guests out.

There was some curiosity in the gazes everyone cast toward Lu Xuan. The master of Ancient Jade Pavilion was exceedingly mysterious; even the few Nascent Soul True Lords present found it difficult to glimpse his true face.

Unexpectedly, he had taken the initiative to invite this Early Stage Core Formation cultivator.

After everyone had left, Lu Xuan followed behind Yu Huanzhen and arrived at the rear of the hall.

A translucent door appeared out of thin air. Within it was a stretch of void, and no one knew where it led.

"Fellow Daoist, my master is behind this door. You need only push it open and enter."

Yu Huanzhen came before the door and said to Lu Xuan with a smile.

Lu Xuan nodded. He trusted the Treasure Tower Artifact Spirit greatly and pushed the door open without hesitation.

His feet stepped into emptiness, his vision blurred for an instant, and he entered a spacious room.

The room had no walls on any side, only a darkness that seemed capable of devouring everything. In the very center, the Artifact Spirit Little Person was reclining sideways on a wooden chair.

Its pagoda-shaped body lay ramrod straight, looking extremely stiff, yet a sense of comfort showed on its blurred features,