Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

The familiar mahogany table, the familiar Taishi chair, along with a familiar teapot, and a refined fragrance of tea.

Zi Xuan Hermit, clad in a purple robe, still wore an indifferent expression as he looked at Lin Shiming.

At this moment, Lin Shiming's eyes brimmed with sorrow, his attire a simple white robe.

However, he did not present himself with an air of holding a spirit coffin or wearing a mourning hat.

Some matters are better if stopped at the right moment.

If the Zi Xuan Hermit paid attention, he would naturally notice, and the fact that he sent an avatar to meet him upon his arrival had already signified many things.

"Master!" Lin Shiming paid his respects as a disciple, still extremely reverent and courteous.

The Zi Xuan Hermit nodded in response.

"Shiming, I am fully aware of your situation, including Xianzhi's matter," the hermit said.

"For the sect, the sect will surely not chill your heart. Even though the Soul Summoning Sword was not retrieved, this time, the sect has rewards for you!"

"However, there are some details I need to clearly understand!"

The Zi Xuan Hermit slowly began to speak, placing his hand on the mahogany table, and soon, a jade slip and two pill bottles appeared on the table.

These were the so-called sect rewards.

Lin Shiming did not look at the rewards, knowing that the crux of the matter was to come.

Sure enough, the system prompt sounded:

"You are being tested by an Inquiry Heart Talisman, please ensure the truthfulness of your answers!"

Lin Shiming's heart sank, as expected, the Zi Xuan Hermit had employed stealthy means.

Although Inquiry Heart Talismans were not rare, normal ones required the caster to cast a spell on the subject.

The subject would surely know of it.

He just didn't know what kind of Inquiry Heart Talisman the Zi Xuan Hermit had used, nor when it had been cast upon him?

Such a talisman seemed too miraculous, and had he not had the system alert, lying at that time would have been a path to certain death.

Furthermore, the existence of the Inquiry Heart Talisman indicated that the Zi Xuan Hermit no longer completely trusted him.

"It's mainly about the incident at the Myriad Swords Tomb, as many of your senior brothers perished there!" the hermit spoke with a touch of sorrow appearing on his face. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

Lin Shiming's sorrow also undeniably surfaced in response to the hermit's words.

He then opened his mouth with extreme bitterness:

"Master, when I entered the Myriad Swords Tomb, I also encountered the Soul Summoning Sword, but that sword suddenly stopped on its way..."

Lin Shiming spoke cautiously, his speech not fast, as if he was still immersed in the grief over Lin Xianzhi's death.

The sadness in his eyes excellently masked his thoughtful pauses.

Helping him to better organize his speech, as well as to recall the events.

Fortunately, the Zi Xuan Hermit inquired only in generalities, and Lin Shiming, without any lies, recounted everything he saw and heard.

Yet he skipped the part about his knowledge of the Soul Summoning Sword and his encounter with the Grass Sword.

He even detailed the dangers he faced while ascending the Sword Ladder.

And concluded by saying that he left the Myriad Swords Tomb after receiving the sword.

After Lin Shiming finished speaking, the Zi Xuan Hermit remained silent.

His expression grew increasingly grim, and his gaze towards Xianzhi became somewhat stern.

At that moment, even Lin Shiming felt as if his lies had been detected.

But he dared to guarantee that what he had stated was all true.

The Zi Xuan Hermit was tricking him!

"Disciple failed to obtain the Soul Summoning Sword that flew into the sky, I ask for Master to punish me!"

"Disciple is willing to endure any punishment from Master after performing the seventh-day rites for the family's ancestor!"

Seeing that the Zi Xuan Hermit had not spoken and was so solemn, Lin Shiming immediately bowed with clasped fists and admitted his fault.

"Enough, this is not your fault. Go back and perform your filial duties. Here are two Foundation Establishment Pills, and a bottle of Tribulation Green Spirit Pills, which are useful for cultivators in the later stages of Foundation Establishment!"

"Additionally, the cultivation technique here is the latter half of the Purple Wood Heart Sutra. After you finish reading it, destroy it. It's a pity about Xianzhi's matter. I only hope that in the future you can surpass Xianzhi, leading the family to glory!"

The Zi Xuan Hermit picked up the jade slip and the two pill bottles.

Lin Shiming also hesitated, clearly surprised that the Zi Xuan Hermit would be so easily persuaded.

But soon he reacted, taking the jade bottles and jade slip with both hands.

However, he only felt a weak surge of True Yuan enter his body and then vanish in an instant between the hermit's fingers.

The True Yuan moved so quickly that he would not have noticed it on a normal day, and if it were the Zi Xuan Hermit's physical body at the Purple Mansion Peak, Lin Shiming wouldn't have detected it.

But in that moment, he didn't dare to let down his guard.

Never did he expect the Zi Xuan Hermit to still be testing him at that moment!

Lin Shiming's lowered gaze hid a trace of fear, which quickly disappeared.

He was certain that the Zi Xuan Hermit had just probed his True Yuan and even checked whether he had the Sword Imbuement Technique within him.

The hermit had investigated whether he was cultivating the Purple Wood Heart Sutra and even sensed his Sword Intent.

Fortunately, upon his return to the Qingxuan Sect, he had not immediately switched his cultivation technique, correcting the Purple Wood Heart Sutra; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

At the same time, he had not begun using the Spirit Seed for Sword Dao cultivation.

The Zi Xuan Hermit withdrew his hand after a while.

Taking up the Spiritual Tea on the table, he began to drink alone.

Lin Shiming knew well what the Zi Xuan Hermit implied and immediately spoke up:

"Master, your disciple takes his leave!"

Once he returned to his room, he cradled the Jade Box spirit coffin in his hands, donned in mourning attire, and departed towards the sect's gate.

Descending the Ascending Immortal Ladder and exiting the gates of the Qingxuan Sect, as he beheld the magnificent landscape beyond the mountains, Lin Shiming couldn't help but take a deep breath, then tilting his head back to relish the stinging sunshine.

His heart felt peaceful, as if reborn.

Yet his facial expression did not change, and could not change, either.