Lu Yang ignored the Undying Fairy's endless chatter and focused on carrying the coffin.
"Come to think of it, this coffin's quality is really something. According to Fellow Daoist Xinghai, it can even block the divine sense of someone in the Body Integration Realm."
Ordinarily, coffins in the cultivation world could block divine sense. It was a sign of respect for the dead.
But it was rare for a coffin to be refined to this degree.
"This coffin's design feels familiar." Lu Yang frowned, then suddenly remembered. "Isn't this the coffin the Grand Elder often sleeps in?" Back when Lu Yang had just learned Close at Hand, he'd randomly teleported to a cliff and, by good fortune, stumbled into a tomb built by the Grand Elder. The coffin in the tomb had looked a lot like the one Xiao Xinghai was lying in.
"Probably the Grand Elder built tombs all over the East Sea, and Fellow Daoist Xinghai came across one," Meng Jingzhou said, entirely unsurprised.
Many similar stories circulated around the East Sea: some prodigy would accidentally stumble into a tomb, pass the trials left by its former owner, obtain a legacy and magical treasures, and soar to prominence.
It was just that the magical treasure Xiao Xinghai had obtained was a coffin.
Lu Yang thought Old Meng had a point. Hadn't Ying Tian Immortal been buried as a grave good and then risen to prominence?
It was all part of a time-honored tradition.
"According to Fellow Daoist Xinghai, the dragon race is extravagant and spends money freely. They don't sell their blood because they're short on cash. They usually sell it when they need someone to do something for them, then repay the favor with dragon blood once the task is done."
"Dragon blood is priceless, so the