The End

The old man handed Chen Lin a black beast-skin scroll. "I came upon this Pill Formula in an Ancient Cultivator Cave Abode. It records a pill that can extend one's lifespan. Please accept it, my lord."

Chen Lin raised an eyebrow and took the scroll.

Pill Formulas for extending one's lifespan were exceedingly rare. Though he had no worries about his lifespan at present, their value went without saying.

He examined the beast skin first, then unrolled it—and froze.

He could not tell whether the Pill Formula was genuine, because it had been written in Taixu Script!

"Are you certain this is a Longevity-Extending Pill Formula? Can you read the immortal script on it?"

The Taixu Script interested him more than the Longevity-Extending Pill Formula.

The old man had been watching Chen Lin's expression closely. He answered at once, "My lord, I like to study ancient texts in my spare time, so I know a little Taixu Script. But my eldest granddaughter is far more proficient than I am."

Chen Lin glanced at the old man. The older the ginger, the hotter the spice.

Still, he was genuinely interested in Taixu Script. A Pill Formula recorded in immortal script like this was unlikely to be some ordinary recipe that added only a few decades to one's life.

"What is your name?"

Chen Lin looked at the elder of the two sisters.

"My lord, I am Cheng Lingdie."

The elder sister knew that the lives of all three of them, grandfather and granddaughters alike, hung on this man's whim, so she was deeply respectful.

Chen Lin paid no attention to her manner and asked directly, "How much Taixu Script do you know?"

"My lord, I know quite a lot—around three hundred characters. There are only three hundred and sixty Taixu Characters