Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 237 - 144: Three Corpses Primordial Pill! Zhang Fan and Li Yishan
"I heard from the curator, the most important Three Corpses Primordial Pill is..."
At this point, Liu Xingtui paused, hesitating to speak further.
"What is it, brother, there’s no one else here." Liu Xingyu pressed on.
Liu Xingtui was silent for a brief moment before saying, "It was left on the East Peak of Mount Tai, his final Three Corpses Primordial Pill, spanning his entire life, even containing his last battle with Transcendent Zhenren."
"Hm? That’s not right..."
Upon hearing this, Liu Xingyu couldn’t help but show a look of confusion.
"The Jiazi Demon-Vanquishing, East Peak of Mount Tai, wasn’t it just Transcendent Zhenren and Three Corpses Daoist present? How could he have left a Primordial Pill? And who disseminated this information?"
"How should I know?"
Liu Xingtui shook his head: "It’s just a rumor..."
"But the curator speaks with such certainty, convinced that the most important Three Corpses Primordial Pill does indeed exist, and for all these years, Transcendent Zhenren has been searching for it..."
Liu Xingtui’s voice grew increasingly somber, echoing in the dimly lit surveillance room.
At this moment, thunderous noises resonated from the curator’s office upstairs, akin to thunder being born, like mysteries breeding.
...
The night deepened.
Inside the room at Hongfu Garden.
Zhang Fan sat cross-legged on his bed, the bright moonlight streaming in through the window, draping over him.
He held both hands three inches below his navel, supporting a golden seal, none other than the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal of Dragon Tiger Mountain...
Since acquiring this Dharma Seal, Zhang Fan practiced with it daily.
Through Primordial Spirit Observation, he could see gold-hued radiance flowing like streams of air, absorbed by Zhang Fan, merging into the Spirit Platform, blending into the deep primordial spirit. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
His True Yang basked in this brilliant gold light, growing ever more majestic and grand.
"Hoo..."
At this moment, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath that shimmered with a faint golden glow, entwined with the streaming moonlight, resembling the state where Dragon and Tiger converge.
"This Dharma Seal is indeed miraculous, especially this gold light..." Zhang Fan marveled at the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal, unable to restrain his amazement.
Within the Daoist Sect, there exists a highly profound secret curse, known as the Golden Light Curse, where the gold light embodies the power of a myriad of divine beings.
Zhang Fan had never practiced it, yet his absorption of the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal mirrored its effects.
This gold light not only refines and nourishes the primordial spirit but can also bolster the power of True Yang, enhancing the efficacy of Daoist Skills.
"If I use this gold light to drive the Fire Dragon Pill Sword, what then?" Zhang Fan felt a sense of triumph.
He knew this was his greatest trump card, and unless absolutely necessary, he should keep it hidden.
Admittedly, this Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal was the best birthday gift Zhang Fan received in the past ten years, even though he still didn’t know who the giver was.
According to Zhang Lingzong, ten years ago, because Zhang Fan was celebrating his birthday, his parents took him out to a restaurant, which led to the accident where his mother died in a car crash.
His birthday became his mother’s memorial day, and since then, Zhang Fan hardly celebrated birthdays.
Except during college, when Xu Zhixia insisted on fulfilling her girlfriend duties, he had a few decent birthdays.
"Thinking about it... my mother’s memorial day is approaching, and I wonder if Dad will come back."
Zhang Fan pondered, leaping from his bed, walking to the door of the adjacent room.
This room was for storing household items, usually kept closed.
Zhang Fan pushed open the door, releasing a wave of dust, indicating no one had entered for a long time.
He headed for the corner, uncovering a canvas, revealing a dilapidated sofa piled with stuff.
Zhang Fan remembered this sofa being moved from the old house, there was even a burn mark from when he played with fire as a child, yet Zhang Lingzong never discarded it over the years.
"These are Mom’s belongings!?"
Zhang Fan pulled out a large box, filled with women’s items, including a red silk scarf he remembered his mom wearing when he was little.
"What’s this?"
Zhang Fan rummaged through the box, finding a small bag, the sound from moving it was heavy and dull, even a bit weighty.
He opened the bag, pouring out its contents, finding a collection of small wooden figurines, each about the size of half a palm.
"These are my childhood toys? I have no memory of them."
Zhang Fan frowned, perhaps due to the lack of the Evil Gods, the big night not being bright, his recollection of childhood events and occurrences shortly after the accident ten years ago weren’t clear.
"Mouse, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit..."
Zhang Fan glanced at the figures, noting they corresponded to the twelve zodiac signs.
His gaze grew focused, recalling the words from Si Snake Bai Yujing at the Observatory of Profound Mystery.
"Li Linglong, was the previous Human Xiao."
"Not sure if these tales can be trusted." Zhang Fan shrugged, placing the figures back.
At that moment, a peculiar box caught Zhang Fan’s sight.
The box was palm-sized, resembling those used for An Gong Niu Huang Pills from Tong Ren Tang, sealed with a strip labeled...
"To be opened in the presence of an adult..." Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, his expression growing odd.
Upon closer inspection, he found another line next to that text.
"Specifically for little Fanfan!"
Next to the text was a small heart.
"..."
"What is this thing hidden so well!?"
Zhang Fan hesitated briefly, noticing the seal had already been torn open. He opened the box, finding it empty, save for a pill-shaped indentation.
"Hm!? Someone took it? Has this box been opened?"
Zhang Fan’s frown deepened, recalling that since these things had been stored, no one had moved them.
Dad opened it?
Zhang Fan remained silent, his mind racing through images.
He remembered, after moving to Hongfu Garden, he had entered this room, even touched the box, recalling seeing this box...
"Back then... perhaps it was opened... did I take it out?" Zhang Fan’s gaze narrowed like a thread.
Suddenly, his brow twitched as if realizing something.
At that time, someone was beside him, the first friend he made after switching schools, the only one he brought home...
"Li Yishan!!"
