"Master Feng, could it... could it have been left by that senior?"
Gu Mengli's heavenly voice suddenly rang out.
Lin Shisan was so moved he nearly burst into tears. He truly could not come up with a suitable explanation anymore and desperately needed someone else to speak for him.
She pulled free of Hong Tong's supporting hands. Her face was pale and her lips bluish-purple, but a light of understanding shone in her eyes.
"Senior?"
Feng Xian'er turned to look at Gu Mengli, who wore an expression of realization.
"Yes."
Gu Mengli nodded with absolute certainty.
Yet her gaze held a measure of complexity as she looked at Lin Shisan.
"Just now, while comprehending the Dao before the Nine Yang Cauldron, I vaguely saw a streak of golden light enter Senior Brother Lin's brow."
"That senior seemed to be the Nine Yang Cauldron Spirit. He told Senior Brother Lin that he shared a fated connection with the Biluō Purple Cauldron."
"He also said, 'I shall give you this Nine Nether Alchemy Scripture.'"
"The Nine Nether Alchemy Scripture?"
The four mighty cultivators spoke almost simultaneously, their faces filled with profound shock.
Even Feng Xian'er, the Poison Lady who never betrayed her emotions, abruptly changed expression.
"Mengli, did you see clearly? Did a spirit artifact's senior spirit truly appear?"
An elderly man with white hair and eyelids that drooped over his eyes stepped forward and asked gravely.
He was the ancestor of Gu Mengli's lineage, as well as one of the four elders guarding the Nine Yang Pavilion.
Like the Ling Household, the Gu Household was one of the Danyang Sect's Four Great Original Families. The difference was that it was not quite so fond of poaching from others.
At the very least, it would not act as openly and brazenly as