Chapter 391 – Want to pluck feathers from Meng Fan?

    However, the name itself isn''t important; what matters are the experiences.

    For Wu Thirteen to achieve the Divine Transformation Realm within the Wu family, he could indeed be considered a chosen one of his generation, a rarity.

    "Is this ancestor of the Wu family still around?" Meng Fan asked.

    For cultivators at the Divine Transformation Realm, a few hundred years pass in the blink of an eye, and their lifespan far exceeds mere centuries.

    Such cultivators, barring any accidents, generally do not fall.

    So theoretically, Wu Thirteen should still be alive.

    Wu Tian sighed helplessly, "Ancestor Thirteen is not with the Wu family anymore; otherwise, the family wouldn''t have declined to this extent.

    According to records, Ancestor Thirteen has been missing for many years, his fate unknown!"

    After speaking, Wu Tian sighed again, losing interest.

    Most of the time, the phrase "fate unknown" often means death.

    Missing for a day or two might just be a simple disappearance.

    But if it''s a year or two, the probability of death is ninety-nine percent.

    As for a century or two, the probability of death is one hundred percent!

    "From what you said, it seems highly likely that this palace was discovered by Senior Wu Thirteen," Lin Feiyan speculated, "Could it be that Senior Wu Thirteen went missing here?"

    After all, it was mentioned earlier that elders of the Wu family had gone missing here and never returned.

    And it wasn''t just one or two!

    So Lin Feiyan''s guess wasn''t unfounded.

    "No one knows for sure; there''s no record in the family," Wu Tian shrugged and spread his hands.

    But Wu Gui, standing nearby, had his eyes light up at Lin Feiyan''s words.

    He was a devoted fan of Ancestor Thirteen and believed that Ancestor Thirteen was definitely not dead.

    If Ancestor Thirteen had indeed gone missing here, wouldn''t that mean he had a chance to meet him?

    The thought made him a bit excited.

    Meng Fan ignored their thoughts and walked to the grand hall''s entrance, looking outside.

    As Wu Yue had said, this was indeed a palace, with several palaces visible.

    But each palace was eerily silent, exuding an empty aura.

    Meng Fan counted nine palaces in total.

    Excluding the one he was currently in, there were eight left.

    The grand hall he was in had only one large cauldron, and the other halls were likely no better.

    But truth be told, this cauldron was quite valuable.

    Unfortunately, he couldn''t take it with him!

    "Meng Benefactor, the old monk actually has a way to take this cauldron," the old monk suddenly spoke in Meng Fan''s mind, seemingly guessing his thoughts.

    "What way?" Meng Fan responded in his mind.

    "Ten thousand Spirit Stones!" The old monk didn''t answer Meng Fan''s question directly but instead demanded an exorbitant price.

    Meng Fan''s face darkened immediately. Was this bald monk dreaming?

    Although the cauldron''s value far exceeded ten thousand Spirit Stones, getting ten thousand Spirit Stones from Meng Fan was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

    After all, Meng Fan was quite frugal!

    But he did have nearly thirty thousand Spirit Stones on him, so parting with some for a deal wasn''t out of the question.

    "One thousand," Meng Fan said, somewhat displeased.

    This was his bottom line. Regardless of the cauldron''s value, getting a thousand Spirit Stones from him was already quite generous.

    The old monk hesitated for a moment and tentatively said, "Five thousand!"

    "Five hundred," Meng Fan replied nonchalantly.

    The old monk frowned. Normally, bargaining would start at two thousand, right?

    Why did Meng Fan reduce it to five hundred instead?

    This was simply outrageous!

    The old monk, filled with anger and imposing aura, shouted, "Deal!"

    He knew that if the bargaining continued, it might drop to a hundred.

    This was something Meng Fan would definitely do!

    The next second, five hundred Spirit Stones appeared in the old monk''s relic space.

    Having agreed on the terms, Meng Fan paid promptly, confident that the old monk wouldn''t dare renege.

    "The method is actually quite simple. Although this cauldron is high-grade, like your Black Jade Sword, its spirit has disappeared.

    Though it''s unclear why the spirit vanished, if you find it a new spirit, you can control it!

    So, you just need Hong Qi to subdue the cauldron, and you''ll be able to control it."

    The old monk, experienced and knowledgeable, explained his method.

    Meng Fan frowned, worried, and asked, "This cauldron seems extraordinary. If Hong Qi does this, will she be in danger?"

    The old monk replied, "Simply controlling the cauldron won''t be too dangerous. However, there are things inside that shouldn''t be touched!

    Some treasures inside are far more powerful than the cauldron itself."

    The old monk and Meng Fan''s conversation wasn''t hidden from Hong Qi, so she heard it too.

    Hong Qi''s voice immediately echoed in Meng Fan''s mind.

    "Master, don''t worry. I will complete the task!"

    Without waiting for Meng Fan to speak, she entered the cauldron.

    Meng Fan sighed helplessly. This young lady was too considerate; he couldn''t stop her even if he wanted to.

    "Be careful and don''t force yourself," he advised Hong Qi.

    The old monk also instructed Hong Qi, "We can only stay here for a day and a night, so you must hurry and complete it within that time."

    Meng Fan frowned even more, displeased with the old monk''s demanding tone towards Hong Qi.

    In the grand hall, Wu Tian, Lin Feiyan, and the others watched Meng Fan''s changing expressions, feeling puzzled.

    They couldn''t hear the conversation between Meng Fan, Hong Qi, and the old monk.

    Nor could they see Hong Qi!

    "This grand hall has nothing left; let''s go outside and take a look," Meng Fan said, glancing at Wu Yue, "You go out first."

    Leaving the grand hall without danger was something this young lady had said, but Meng Fan didn''t fully trust her, so he let Wu Yue go first.

    What if something happened upon leaving the hall?

    Meng Fan rarely harbored ill intentions, but he wasn''t without caution!

    Wu Yue understood Meng Fan''s meaning and reluctantly led the way.

    To be honest, even she doubted her own words.

    After all, she had heard it from others and hadn''t experienced it herself, so she couldn''t guarantee it.

    Fortunately, upon stepping out of the grand hall, everything was peaceful, with no unexpected events, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.

    Seeing this, Meng Fan and the others also stepped out of the grand hall.