In an elegant little courtyard.
Disguised as Red Thunder Old Monster, Li Ping sat cross-legged, silently mulling over the information he had gleaned from the Xu Household's low-level cultivators over the past few days.
After Sage Xu passed away, in accordance with the will he had left behind,
his remains would be cremated to prevent any unnatural transformation, and his ashes would be enshrined in the Heavenly Thunder Sect's public cemetery.
Li Ping wholeheartedly agreed with this.
A Nascent Soul Cultivator's body had been tempered by spiritual qi for over a thousand years, leaving its flesh and bones brimming with vast quantities of spirit vigor. Even if treated with a special secret art, there was no guarantee it would not transform into an undead corpse.
Moreover, to certain cultivators who practiced corpse refining, a Nascent Soul Cultivator's body was a priceless treasure. They would try every conceivable means to steal it, regardless of the cost.
Thus, the best way to dispose of a Nascent Soul Cultivator's remains was still to burn them to ashes, sparing everyone a great deal of trouble.
As for Sage Xu's belongings, including the whereabouts of the Alchemy Furnace that concerned him most, he had not asked a single question.
After all, such matters were far beyond anything those low-level cultivators could know.
Asking them outright would only arouse the Xu Household cultivators' suspicion and vigilance.
Inside the Council Hall, the four remained deadlocked even after a heated discussion.
In the end, Xu Xingzhou made the decision. Since none of them disputed Xu Zhuochen's identity, and all wished to care for him in his final years and see him laid to rest as his descendants, he would personally ask Xu Zhuochen what he wanted and inform everyone once he had an answer.
Faced with their