In a Daze, He Saw His Great-Grandfather

Upon hearing the system notification, Lu Changzhi's expression shifted slightly.

"Is that all?"

I thought that I would only be able to consider the mission complete once everyone had left.

I never expected it to happen so suddenly.

"1,500 experience points."

Upon hearing this number, Lu Changzhi's heart stirred slightly.

The reward offered is definitely not small.

After all, I haven't really done anything; I've just been sitting here.

Of course, what attracted his attention even more was the reward that followed.

"This system went out for a trip, and even the reward level has increased significantly."

He murmured something to himself, his gaze falling on the name of the award Lu Changzhi.

"Um?"

"This name seems familiar?"

At that moment, my mind entered the system.

In the system's inventory, a long, purple needle floated Jingjing.

After just one glance, Lu Changzhi's expression immediately turned strange.

"They actually managed to get it?!"

This is none other than the purple-gold needle that Fang Ling activated just now.

It was even still a little warm.

Lu Changzhi couldn't help but pull himself together and look back at the location of the hall.

So now that the purple-gold needle is in his hands, what about Fang Ling...?

Just then, the system sent another notification.

The rewards for the choices made earlier have now been distributed.

The supreme Saint Artifact, the Imperial Dragon Soul-Suppressing Bell, is now in my possession.

"If it's that needle from before..."

Lu Changzhi raised an eyebrow slightly.

According to the system's description of this item, this purple-gold needle can collect souls.

I don't know how they dealt with Qi Zhan's soul just now.

After all, the choice and the reward are over now.

Doing anything further won't make any difference.

He had a plan in mind, but Lu Changzhi was in no hurry to go see it.

He immediately turned and rushed outside.

The tasks that needed to be done have been completed.

Both the expected and unexpected benefits have now been realized.

Withdraw!

"Jiuxiao."

"Xiao."

Inside the palace, several figures hurried forward, their voices filled with concern.

Qin Jiuxiao remained silent.

At this moment, within his sea of consciousness, his soul had faded to a certain degree.

Even his consciousness became somewhat blurred.

The shouts of the elders were not very clear to my ears.

In a daze, Qin Jiuxiao saw a somewhat familiar figure.

"Great-grandfather?"

Qin Jiuxiao's voice was weak, but a hint of doubt could be faintly heard.

The figure was waving at him, a friendly smile on its face.

It felt as if an invisible force was driving me, urging me to go through it.

Although his movements were barely audible, they were still heard by several people.

At that moment, everyone's expression subtly changed.

He looks like he's about to die!

In an instant, the power of the group entered Qin Jiuxiao's body one after another, using their soul power to help Qin Jiuxiao recover.

At the same time, Qin Jiuxiao's mouth was pried open, and a dark-colored pill was stuffed inside.

With the combined efforts of the group, Qin Jiuxiao's soul finally stabilized.

Great-grandfather's figure disappeared.

Qin Jiuxiao then recalled what had just happened.

When anger rises, everything becomes blurred.

Soon, memories flooded back like a tide.

I passed the test and got in; I sat down; I was tricked; I almost died...

Not only that, but also the opportunities he had accumulated over the years, and the trump cards he had kept in his mind.

Now, it's clean.

This time, it wasn't stolen.

But for me personally, it seems there's no difference.

In conclusion

Hope was dashed again; the things were gone again.

It's gone again!

At this thought, anger welled up in my heart again.

But at this moment, she was already so weak, how could she possibly withstand such resentment and anger?

For a moment, under the watchful eyes of several people.

Qin Jiuxiao's body twitched, and then his head suddenly tilted to the side.

"Hiss--"

One of the elders' expressions suddenly changed.

She was perfectly fine, how could she suddenly die?

"Fine."

An elder placed a hand on Qin Jiuxiao's neck and said:

He just fainted.

Upon hearing this, the group all breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Thankfully, as long as people are alive, that's all that matters.

"Right now, Jiuxiao has fainted, so we can't ask him what happened inside."

An elder spoke up, looking around:

"Judging from the situation here, it was probably a trap from the start."

Chen Gan nodded, his gaze falling on the white jade throne, and said:

"This thing is no ordinary object. Judging from the array on it, it should be related to the commotion outside just now. Using the soul power it seized, it's probably up to something."

At the end, Chen Gan paused slightly.

"If I'm not mistaken, their goal is likely to possess Qin Jiuxiao's body."

"Ancient texts mention some evil methods that can cause a soul to possess another's body and merge the two souls into one. If intentionally concealed, it is difficult for outsiders to detect the change."

"That's probably why they gave Jiuxiao a chance to live."

As he spoke, he glanced down at Qin Jiuxiao:

"If it weren't for Jiuxiao's cultivation of the art of zither music, giving him a stronger soul than ordinary people, this matter today would likely be..."

He didn't continue speaking, but everyone's expressions had turned cold.

Just hearing about such methods sends chills down one's spine.

Without my knowledge, my body has changed owners.

In addition, Qin Jiuxiao's status as the Holy Son...

The consequences would be unimaginable.

"That's incredibly bold."

Another elder snorted coldly:

"A mere ghost dares to plot against the quasi-holy son of my Cloud Heaven Holy Land? Are you perhaps getting impatient with me?!"

"Qi Zhan's scheming is truly vicious!"

"It's hard to say."

Another elder spoke up:

"Perhaps that soul was not the original owner of the tomb."

At this moment, someone looked towards Fang Ling and said:

"Right now, Jiuxiao is temporarily unconscious. Let's extract his soul and interrogate him thoroughly to see if we can get anything of value."

Upon hearing this, Chen Gan nodded and raised his hand to cast a formation, separating Qin Jiuxiao from him.

Seeing this, Fang Ling nodded, but offered a word of advice.

"This place is not suitable. In case he has other tricks up his sleeve, we must be on guard."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately took action.

Soon, layers of barriers formed by souls.

Fang Ling stood in the very center of the crowd, and under their watchful eyes, he was about to take out the purple-gold needle.

However, at that moment, Fang Ling's brows furrowed suddenly.

How could that be?

This reaction surprised everyone around.

"Elder Fang, has something happened?"

Fang Ling ignored the question, his brows furrowed so deeply they resembled twisted knots, and he muttered to himself:

"It was clearly received here."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed to varying degrees.

Their reactions differed, ranging from surprise to doubt.

Fang Ling, however, frowned deeply.

At this moment, an elder spoke up:

"Elder Fang, you're not going to say that the Sacred Artifact of the Holy Land has gone missing, are you?"