"Then who is this Mingri Xuan?" Lin Chuan asked.
The name sounded rather strange. His first impression was that it was some kind of codename rather than an actual name.
"I don't remember, but instinctively, I feel that he's very dangerous. You'd better not have anything to do with him," the old man said.
"He just gave me twelve Immortal Sealing Plaques." Lin Chuan did not hide anything and told him what had happened after the old man had hidden himself.
Although the old man had forgotten most things from ancient times, Lin Chuan was still willing to discuss such matters with him. Perhaps they could uncover some crucial clues from the fragments of the old man's memories.
When he heard that Mingri Xuan had given Lin Chuan twelve Immortal Sealing Plaques, the old man widened his eyes in shock as well.
"He actually gave you a full twelve Immortal Sealing Plaques! Good heavens!"
The old man's mouth hung wide open, large enough to fit a fist inside.
Lin Chuan stared suspiciously at the old man. "Didn't you just say you didn't know what Immortal Sealing Plaques were for? Why do you know now?"
When he had first stepped onto the Immortal Sealing Platform, Lin Chuan clearly remembered asking the old man what was on it. The old man had said they were Immortal Sealing Plaques, but he had already forgotten what they were for. Yet judging from his reaction now, he clearly knew what Immortal Sealing Plaques were.
"I just remembered. They should help whoever obtains them cultivate and ascend, right? Do they record an immortal's cultivation journey?" the old man asked.
Lin Chuan nodded, though he had no idea whether the old man was telling the truth.
"The records on an Immortal Sealing Plaque are limited. This thing