Contingency Plans Before Departure, an Unexpected Windfall! A Method for Repairing Ancient Treasures, Changes to the Nascent Soul Formation Twin Pill Reserves

The mild words struck the middle-aged cultivator's ears like thunder.

How could he not know that this man's strength far surpassed his own?

His knees immediately buckled, hitting the floor with a thud, and he trembled as he begged, "Senior! Senior! This junior never meant to offend you, and I wouldn't dare harbor any other thoughts! Please be magnanimous and spare me-"

Then he gritted his teeth and began kowtowing to the seated figure in white, his forehead striking the floor with repeated bangs.

After all, reaching this point on his Dao Path had been far from easy. This visitor clearly meant him no good, and his intentions were unfathomable. If he could survive, what did a few kowtows and pleas matter?

"No need to panic so much."

The white-robed figure grinned, holding the man's obedient, unresisting Natal Treasure Artifact. He offered what he considered a friendly smile and spoke even more gently. "I merely came to ask you about something, fellow Daoist. As long as your answer satisfies me, without lies or omissions, you will most likely emerge unharmed."

After a pause, his eyes narrowed, a cold gleam flickering within them. "But if you insist on doing otherwise, heh! Don't say I didn't warn you."

"I wouldn't dare! Please ask, Senior. This junior will tell you everything I know, holding nothing back."

Another flurry of kowtows followed, his head bobbing like a pestle pounding garlic-a testament to his desperate desire to live.

"Very good. Then tell me how the [Cao Family] is doing these days. Their [Myriad Treasures Pavilion] has fallen into your hands, so don't tell me you know nothing."

This white-robed cultivator was none other than Lin Changheng in disguise. His appearance was entirely different, and he had altered his mana signature as well, making him seem