...Wife cakes could have no wife, but an immortal scam couldn't have no immortal?
"Wait... this isn't my tomb either?"
Faced with Fang Mo's questioning, the newly resurrected cultivator across from him seemed equally bewildered.
"Did you sleep yourself stupid?"
Yet upon hearing this, Fang Mo still had no intention of letting go. "Your shitty formations annoyed me to no end just now, so I simply erased part of the terrain. You can't recognize it anymore?"
"No."
After hearing Fang Mo's explanation, the Ancient cultivator shook his head again. "Although I don't know what's going on right now... how could I not know what my own cave dwelling looked like? I'm only an Integration Stage cultivator. How could I possibly own such an enormous cave dwelling?"
"?"
Now it was Fang Mo's turn to be stunned.
"Who exactly are you?"
By this point, the Ancient cultivator seemed to have regained his senses. "If I remember correctly, my lifespan should have run out long ago... Why am I here? Did you do this?"
"Emmm..."
Fang Mo did not answer. Instead, he fell into thought.
"Where exactly is this place?"
As more time passed after his resurrection, the Ancient cultivator's eyes quickly cleared. "I remember dying in my own cave dwelling. How did I end up here... Wait! Why was my coffin moved here too?!"
"You mean..."
It was only then that Fang Mo slowly spoke up. "This isn't your cave dwelling at all?"
"That's right."
The Ancient cultivator frowned deeply, clearly just as confused. "So what exactly is going on? Why was I resurrected? And where is this place?"
"Oh, it's like this."
This time, Fang Mo gave a simple explanation. "My disciple heard there was an Ancient ruin here, so she came to try her luck. In the end, she