"Actually, there's nothing much to it! This Brocade Scroll records how to cultivate spirit herbs," the Loose Cultivator said with a shrug.
But that wasn't what Zhang Xiaofan and He Dazhi cared about right now. They were even more curious about what had caused Dabai and the Loose Cultivator's unusual transformations into Yin Spirits.
"This belonged to my sworn brother!" The Loose Cultivator spoke slowly, his voice tinged with remembrance.
"Then this..." Zhang Xiaofan held the Brocade Scroll out to the Loose Cultivator, intending to return it to him as a keepsake.
The Loose Cultivator shook his head and didn't take it. "If you knew what our relationship was, you wouldn't give this thing to me!"
His words only made everyone in the tent even more curious.
"I could say that I was killed by him!" the Loose Cultivator said in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, his voice tinged with laughter. But Zhang Xiaofan could hear the bitterness and the heartache of betrayal beneath it.
"I..." Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly pulled his hand back. He put the Brocade Scroll back inside the Brocade Pouch, then tossed it into the Bamboo Bag.
"This might be useful to Sixth Senior Brother!"
"Back when I was still alive, the world was in turmoil. The people were destitute, disasters came one after another, and calamities brought on by men never ceased. I did everything in my power to put an end to it all. But just as I succeeded, the people offered me up as a sacrifice to Heaven, praying for its blessings. The one who presided over the sacrifice and laid hands on me was none other than the brother I had saved many times." The Loose Cultivator spoke as if recounting someone else's story, his voice utterly devoid of emotion.
Blackheart Elder and the other