Blood-Red Birthday Banquet

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the secret chamber in the forbidden grounds.

"Grandfather, the spiritual treasure has been bestowed. But this turtle fellow Daoist insisted I bring it to you."

The person who had returned was the body Lin Chang'an controlled through his clone.

The aura-concealing effect of Mystic Heaven Mana had not let a trace of his own aura escape. Only the mana aura inherent to the Dharma Body remained.

When the Ji Household's Old Ancestor heard this, a smile spread across his aged face.

"That old friend of mine is still the same. A pity I have little lifespan left, while this spiritual treasure will let him advance to Spirit Transformation and live for ten thousand years." Smiling, the Ji Household's Old Ancestor raised a hand and accepted the treasure from his grandson without a hint of suspicion.

After all, the aura was perfectly authentic, and they were deep within the lineage's forbidden grounds.

When he opened the jade box, he found a Water-Attribute Spirit Pearl inside. At the sight of it, the Ji Household's Old Ancestor gave a rueful laugh.

"That old turtle is generous enough to part with this. But once he advances successfully, it won't do him much good anyway." Lin Chang'an's clone took the chance to step closer with a smile.

"Grandfather, it's a kind gesture from the turtle fellow Daoist—"

Before he finished speaking, just as the Ji Household's Old Ancestor sensed something amiss, Lin Chang'an, now right before him, released a streak of red light. The Dragon-Binding Rope shot out. Though old, the Ji Household's Old Ancestor was a veteran giant at Mid-Stage Spirit Transformation; protective spiritual light flared around him by instinct. But the next instant, his expression changed sharply as Black Qi surfaced between his brows.

"Poison!"

The poison had entered