Meng Xuan died with his eyes still open. His head fell to the ground, facing right toward Fei Ting and the others, his eyes staring fixedly at Fei Ting.
"S-Senior Brother Meng... is... dead?"
"The Daoist Heir killed Junior Brother Meng..."
"Why did the Daoist Heir call him my lord?"
"Impossible! I must be caught in an illusion!"
Fei Ting and the others froze, utterly unable to believe the sight before them.
Why?
Why did Xu Lingyin obey him?
Without even the slightest hesitation, at that.
"Well done."
Zhang Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Go fetch this man's spatial treasure."
He truly hadn't intended to kill Meng Xuan at first, but the man had kept throwing himself headlong toward death.
Xu Lingyin was obedience itself. She reached through the air and drew over the storage pouch at Meng Xuan's waist, then presented it with the utmost respect. Her manner made her look just like Zhang Yuan's maid.
Zhang Yuan took the storage pouch and extended his divine sense into it. The bottles of pills and manuals Meng Xuan had taken were all inside, with nothing missing.
He took out the manuals and singled out one titled "As Though the Emperor Walked in Person." Brushing his palm over its cover, he reached out and grasped.
The next moment, the manual split into two copies, one solid and the other illusory and ethereal, as though Zhang Yuan had pulled the manual's "soul" out of it.
"Yi wood."
Looking at the illusory manual in his palm, Zhang Yuan couldn't help feeling delighted.
This was one of the five aggregates and ten natures that he had yet to refine. With this strand of yi wood, he was undoubtedly another step closer to celestial person perfection.
"Immortal Maiden, are there any hidden dangers in this