Zhang Tian was shocked. If what Daoist Yimei said was true, then either the refinement was incomplete, or the recognition of ownership was not complete.
Zhang Tian leaned towards the latter.
After all, refinement was simple: extract vital blood, forge the artifact. No matter how slow Zhang Tian was, he couldn't fail to refine a jade pendant.
"This is bad! Master, quickly follow me. We're entering the phantom space. There's something dirty here!"
Zhang Tian's expression changed, and he stood up instantly.
This damned scoundrel, even his trickery had reached him.
He was using his resources to recover his injuries?
Zhang Tian's preliminary suspicion fell on the Snake God, followed by Queen Jingjue.
Only those two could control the phantom space.
"Alright."
Daoist Yimei nodded slightly, his expression turning serious.
Lin Tian held the jade eye. The jade eye was considered half-recognized, so only Zhang Tian could use it.
With a wave of Zhang Tian's hand, he and Daoist Yimei vanished from their spot.
Before a lake, Daoist Yimei swallowed.
"Ancestor! Oh, Ancestor! Is this real? So much, so much spiritual water!"
"Ancestor above, please forgive your unworthy disciple's ignorance. This is spiritual water, isn't it?"
Daoist Yimei's voice trembled upon seeing the spiritual water lake stretching over a hundred meters.
This was more exciting to him than seeing a ghost core.
With such a vast spiritual water lake, even if you threw a pig in, it would probably cultivate into a spirit.
Suddenly, Daoist Yimei thought of the spiritual water Zhang Tian had given him, such a small bottle. He even showed a look of longing.
Shameful, utterly shameful!
At this moment, Daoist Yimei felt as if he had eaten a bitter gourd. His perspective seemed too limited.
"Master, my understanding of Taoist techniques is not as proficient as yours. Please help me see where things are wrong."
Zhang Tian said, his gaze fixed on the Kunlun Divine Wood not far away.
This thing always felt ominous.
"Let this master take a look..."
"Holy crap, Ancestor Taiyi above, is this the Kunlun Divine Wood? The legendary Kunlun Divine Wood?"
The next moment, Daoist Yimei exclaimed again.
He was stunned.
The Kunlun Divine Wood, the divine wood that grew on Kunlun Mountain. Even the legendary Queen Mother of the West didn't have many.
And here, Zhang Tian had obtained such a large one, even making it into a coffin.
If he lay in it, wouldn't it be wonderful?
The more Daoist Yimei thought about it, the more excited he became. This thing was simply the best magic artifact for ghost cultivators.
"No, Xiao Tian, this coffin is not right. Have you cleaned out the remains inside?"
"Also, the Kunlun Divine Wood grows over ten thousand years, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. The surrounding aura should be pure and holy, not like this."
"It's emanating a chilling aura."
Daoist Yimei said, and Zhang Tian swallowed.
"We encountered the Snake God before. After the Queen jumped into the ghost eye, Fatty moved the coffin away. As for the remains inside, we didn't look closely."
"The remains should have jumped into the ghost eye."
Zhang Tian said, and suddenly he had a bold thought.
Had he brought back the Queen's corpse?
He didn't have necrophilia.
Moreover, when he was rummaging through the coffin, he hadn't seen any remains. Could it have been an illusion?
Zhang Tian thought back to the beginning and up to now. He was certain he had never looked into the Queen's eyes.
"Let's go take a look. I'm certain there were no bodies in the coffin before."
Zhang Tian said, but looking at the coffin exuding a bizarre aura, his confidence wavered.
"Xiao Tian, my disciple, I know you're doing this for my own good. You know I've been lonely for so long, finding me a companion. I understand..."
Daoist Yimei seemed to have thought of something, a smile on his face. He then walked quickly towards it.
Zhang Tian followed him to the coffin.
He peered inside.
Zhang Tian was dumbfounded.
He even took a step back.
Inside the coffin lay a living corpse.
The corpse was dressed in a black and red robe, with long nails.
Her red lips were exceptionally alluring within the coffin, and her closed eyes evoked a hint of imagination.
"Mom... Mama..."
Zhang Tian swallowed. He just wanted to leave now. He had brought the Queen out of the ancient city. Was he crazy?
"Good disciple, look carefully. This is a beautiful Taoist nun, not your mother. Don't call her that."
"A beautiful Taoist nun, do you like my handsome appearance, or my cool demeanor as this Celestial Master?"
Daoist Yimei, completely unaware of Queen Jingjue's power, continued to gaze at the person in the coffin, a smile on his face.
"Master, her eyes can petrify, and they can cause hallucinations. I suspect we were both tricked by her earlier!"
Zhang Tian instantly calmed down.
His voice turned somewhat cold.
Upon careful consideration, he figured it out.
"What! Turned into stone? This Taoist nun is truly heartless. Fine, I'll leave her to my good disciple."
Daoist Yimei immediately backed away upon hearing how dangerous it was.
Queen Jingjue was beautiful, but she was a deadly viper.
"I knew something was wrong earlier. So the problem lies here."
"Master, if you die and someone offers sacrifices to you, and your body remains incorrupt for a thousand years, only to be imprisoned by a monster in a certain place, would you agree?"
Zhang Tian suddenly asked.
Daoist Yimei resolutely shook his head.
"What are you talking about? I am the most talented disciple of Maoshan. How could I be imprisoned by a monster? Don't be ridiculous."
Daoist Yimei proudly raised his head.
Zhang Tian's forehead was covered in black lines. He really shouldn't be discussing such things with him.
"I suspect that our entering the ancient city and defeating the Snake God was all her scheme!"
Zhang Tian took a breath.
"Good disciple, how is that possible? A scheme that has lasted for thousands of years? Who could be so formidable?"
Daoist Yimei was somewhat incredulous.
After all, a prophecy from a thousand years ago was beyond even the calculation of their ancestors.
Could Queen Jingjue have calculated so meticulously? It was simply impossible.
"I suspect she discovered the foretellers."
Zhang Tian looked at the coffin and spoke softly.
"Good disciple, you mean the Foreteller tribe you mentioned earlier?"
"Yes, Master, think about it. Queen Jingjue is so powerful, and the Foreteller tribe built a side tomb in her tomb. How is that possible?"
"So, I suspect she read the Foretellers' prophecy, thus anticipating the few people who defeated the Snake God. Furthermore, I noticed that when I fought with the Queen, her scepter seemed to attack very few times."
"She only summoned some minor monsters and cast lightning spells."
Zhang Tian became more animated as he spoke, gradually realizing that he had become a pawn in the Queen's game.
How could this be?
"Xiao Tian, you mean she wanted to get rid of that Snake God, so she planned to use you all to get out of that ancient tomb?"
"But you also said earlier that her power came from the Snake God's strength."
Daoist Yimei asked.
"Master, is there a possibility that she has fully mastered the Snake God's power, yet she cannot escape the Snake God's grasp? Perhaps she is also cursed."
Zhang Tian said, and Daoist Yimei looked at the coffin.
This thing couldn't be kept!
It would be a disaster sooner or later.