There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 8: Illiteracy and Hidden Spirit Root

What should I do?

How should I break through this situation?

After much thought, Xia Ming thought of someone.

A disciple who can freely enter and exit the Soul Capturing Cliff!

Outer disciple Li Dahua!

Strictly speaking, Li Dahua is just registered here.

Coincidentally, Jiang Liang is not here today.

With a determined mind, Xia Ming directly walked towards the seventeenth cave.

The black-robed patrol outside only glanced at him casually and let him pass.

After all, Xia Ming is now a favorite in front of Jiang Liang, so he still has some freedom.

Standing at the entrance of the seventeenth cave, Xia Ming slowly stopped.

Inside the seventeenth cave, Li Dahua was busy.

Xia Ming stood outside, patiently waiting.

Li Dahua saw this, but his work did not stop.

Half an hour later, Li Dahua put down the blade in his hand and instructed the corpse carrier to carry out the body.

Cleaning hands, burning incense, brewing tea...

After doing all this, Li Dahua finally looked at Xia Ming.

From top to bottom, Xia Ming looks quite refined.

With a cold snort, Li Dahua then invited Xia Ming in.

While Li Dahua was observing Xia Ming, Xia Ming was also observing Li Dahua.

Although his hair is gray, his figure is still strong, his waist straight, and his hands steady.

His gloomy eyes reveal a hint of shrewdness and fierceness.

This Li Dahua seems difficult to deal with.

Sure enough, before Xia Ming could even sit down, Li Dahua's voice rang out directly.

"You're from the thirty-seventh cave? What do you want from me?"

Facing Li Dahua's unfriendly gaze, Xia Ming said:

"I'm Xia Ming, and I want to ask Senior Brother for a favor."

Upon hearing this, Li Dahua laughed.

Interesting.

Jiang Liang's little donkey can actually come to me, Li Dahua, for help?

Holding the tea cup lightly, savoring the faint aftertaste, waves began to rise in Li Dahua's heart.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask for?"

After a moment of silence, Xia Ming slowly said:

"To be honest, Senior Brother, I want to ask you to help me buy a Spirit Root detection stone."

As soon as Xia Ming said this, Li Dahua was first stunned, then a strange smile appeared on his face.

Xia Ming... Xia Ming...

"Hahaha!"

Looking at Xia Ming in front of him, Li Dahua burst into laughter.

Poor thing! How pitiful!

This foolish little donkey actually believed the story of the Spirit Root's inspiration ancestor!

The Spirit Root is predetermined!

Glancing at Xia Ming's calm face, Li Dahua suddenly had an interesting idea in his mind.

Could it be that Jiang Liang is deceiving this kid?

If he could shatter this kid's beautiful dream... would he go crazy?

If he goes crazy... can Jiang Liang still laugh?

Thinking of this, Li Dahua lowered his eyebrows and gently tapped the stone platform in front of him.

"Junior Brother, you also know that this thing is not easy to obtain."

"But... since Junior Brother wants it, I will find a way."

"I believe Junior Brother is a straightforward person, so I won't hide anything."

"Here's the deal... thirty Soul Stones."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ming slowly raised his head.

The tea on the stone platform was boiling.

And not long ago, there was a cold body lying on this stone platform.

It has to be said that Li Dahua is quite poetic.

Through the hazy steam, Xia Ming seemed to see a greedy tiger.

Without saying a word, Xia Ming directly took out the small cloth bag from his chest.

In the bag were the Soul Stones he had saved up during this period.

Pouring out the Soul Stones, counting them again and again, there were still five missing.

Seeing this, Xia Ming was about to get up and take his leave, but Li Dahua frowned and stopped him.

Li Dahua knew very well that opportunities should not be missed, as they may not come again.

If he waits for Jiang Liang to come back, he may not have this opportunity anymore.

Xia Ming snatched the cloth bag from Xia Ming's hand and patted his chest loudly, saying, "Twenty-five is twenty-five. We are from the same sect. What are five Soul Stones?"

"In that case, I'll trouble Senior Brother Li," Xia Ming replied.

After receiving the Soul Stones, Li Dahua patted his smooth forehead.

"Look at my memory. I remember I still have a Spirit Root Detection Stone in my hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed at the Zhongquan acupoint on Li Dahua's right hand.

A clear little stone was directly pinched in his hand.

Seeing this scene, a hint of excitement flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Hidden treasures in acupoints!

He had never seen a living person hide treasures in their acupoints before.

Interesting, very interesting.

So Li Dahua hid things in the Zhongquan acupoint.

I must remember this well. Maybe one day I'll need it.

Wiping away his drool, Xia Ming tried hard to suppress his trembling hand.

Sigh...

He was suffering from a professional disease.

Always wanting to touch knives.

At this moment, Li Dahua was still being self-righteous.

If he knew what Xia Ming was thinking, even if he gave him thirty Soul Stones, he wouldn't be able to make him happy.

After accepting the Spirit Root Detection Stone, Xia Ming took another deep look at Li Dahua before slowly leaving.

...

As the sun set, it wasn't until evening that Jiang Liang, the steward, returned to Soul Capturing Cliff.

After returning, without saying a word, he went straight into the deepest part of Soul Capturing Cliff.

The deepest part of Soul Capturing Cliff was an incredibly huge cave, and in the center of the cave, a deep and bottomless cold spring could be vaguely seen.

It was because of the existence of this cold spring that Soul Capturing Cliff could operate normally even in the hot summer.

With the cold spring as the center, densely packed and fan-shaped coffins were spread out, giving people a creepy feeling at first glance.

Standing beside the cold spring and looking around, Jiang Liang's heart was filled with excitement.

All of these... were the foundation for his Gold Core Great Dao.

In Jiang Liang's eyes, Soul Capturing Cliff was like a huge millstone.

And these corpses were the "food," while the disciples above were the donkeys pulling the millstone.

Thinking of the donkey, a pair of stubborn eyes appeared in Jiang Liang's mind, those were Xia Ming's eyes.

That little donkey... everything was fine, just one thing, Jiang Liang was somewhat dissatisfied.

It seemed that Xia Ming was illiterate...

No, that's not right.

Jiang Liang pondered for a moment and rejected his own view.

No, to be precise, Xia Ming wasn't illiterate, he just didn't know many characters.

The corpse collection documents he wrote were vague and unclear, no one could understand them.

Only two or three characters could be vaguely discerned, like thirty-seven, Xia Ming...

If he couldn't write the corpse collection documents, it would be fine, but this kid was serious about it. He wrote those incomprehensible square characters stroke by stroke.

However, who made him do such a good job? This small flaw didn't matter.

Just change someone else to write the corpse collection documents.

But this little donkey... his efficiency seems to have dropped recently.

Is there something distracting him?

Fingertips lightly tapping on the coffin board beside him, Jiang Liang's eyes gradually lowered.

He remembered the scene from this morning, Xia Ming wanting the Spirit Root Detection Stone.

Spirit Root Detection Stone?

Can illiterate people understand the "Spirit Root Ego Theory" by the Ancestor of Inspiration?

Could it be... this kid thinks he has a hidden Spirit Root?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Liang's mouth.

Little donkey, little donkey, what are you thinking?

Hidden Spirit Root...

How is that possible!

Jiang Liang's smile froze suddenly.

He thought of Xia Ming's terrifying spiritual perception speed and his extraordinary spiritual strength.

Could it be... he really has a hidden Spirit Root!

Muttering the words "hidden Spirit Root" in his mouth, Jiang Liang clenched his fist tightly.

So what if he has a hidden Spirit Root!

Can a hidden Spirit Root compare to an obedient little donkey?

Who doesn't know in the Great River Sect that the disciples are like cattle and horses.

Among cattle and horses, how can cultivators emerge!

With a cold snort, Jiang Liang's figure disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)