120: Chapter 120: Bloodline Soul-Stealing Technique

Xiao Ran was stunned.

What was this old man talking about?

It was all so cryptic.

Since when did beggars moonlight as charlatans?

Xiao Ran wanted to ask more, but the old man had already shut his mouth.

He only wore a mysterious smile.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran immediately tossed the Silk Pouch aside.

"Old man, if you don't explain clearly, I'm not taking this thing."

"My mother taught me from a young age not to take things from strangers."

The smile on the old man's face instantly froze.

His Silk Pouch was actually thrown away?

Did this kid have any idea how valuable this Silk Pouch was?

Countless experts in the outside world would fight to the death just to own it.

"You..."

The old man laughed out of anger.

"Fine, consider it a rare act of kindness from this old man today."

"Kid, there is a secret technique in this world called the Bloodline Soul-Snatching Great Method. It allows one's Divine Soul to travel upstream through their own Bloodline to achieve Possession and Rebirth."

Xiao Ran's pupils constricted slightly upon hearing this.

Possession?

That was a major taboo in the entire cultivation world!

The old man was very satisfied with Xiao Ran's expression.

"Hundreds of years ago, I explored a ruin with a Bái Mǒurén. Only the two of us have ever seen that secret method."

"Kid, that's all I'm going to say."

"Are you satisfied now?"

Xiao Ran didn't answer.

His mind was in a whirlwind.

Bái Mǒurén... isn't that the damn White Emperor?

That old geezer wants to achieve Possession on him?

Xiao Ran had long sensed the White Emperor had other motives, but he thought it was just for some benefits.

It was nothing more than each getting what they needed, so Xiao Ran only focused on not falling into the White Emperor's traps.

He hadn't expected this old geezer to be so ruthless!

The Bloodline Soul-Snatching Great Method.

He wanted his Physical Body.

No wonder Bai Linger said the White Emperor's Lifespan was nearly exhausted.

No wonder this old geezer held a Martial Arts Marriage Recruitment.

So it was all preparation for this move.

Which means Bai Linger is the most important link in the White Emperor's scheme?

After all, the Bloodline needs a medium.

And Bai Linger is that medium.

Everything seemed to click.

Seeing Xiao Ran's expression, the old man knew he had figured it out.

So he immediately stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

With a wave of his wrinkled hand, he threw the Silk Pouch to Xiao Ran once more.

This time, Xiao Ran did not refuse.

"Alright, remember, if you use the Silk Pouch, you must do one thing for me."

"It's time for this old man to find another place to squat."

The old man stretched his back as if he were tired of sitting.

Xiao Ran looked at him and asked after a moment of silence.

"Who exactly are you?"

The old man turned his back to him and waved his hand.

"Just a beggar, not worth mentioning."

As his voice fell, his figure suddenly vanished into the twilight.

He just disappeared into thin air.

Xiao Ran was secretly alarmed.

When the old man vanished just now, there were no spatial fluctuations.

What that implied went without saying.

Xiao Ran stood in place, not moving for a long time.

After a while, he turned and walked back the way he came.

The moment he walked out of the alleyway, he suddenly stopped.

Something was wrong.

The surrounding environment... seemed to have changed.

When he walked into the alleyway earlier, he clearly remembered a Withered Old Scholar Tree at the entrance.

But now, that Old Scholar Tree was gone.

In its place was a massive Bluestone.

He looked back into the depths of the alleyway.

The alleyway he had walked hundreds of steps through now looked only a dozen steps long.

Xiao Ran's heart jolted.

That clearing just now, that alleyway... they weren't part of the original space of White Emperor City at all!

That old man had unknowingly pulled him into another space!

And he hadn't noticed at all throughout the entire process!

Cold sweat broke out on Xiao Ran's forehead.

Just how terrifyingly high was this old man's cultivation?

He instinctively touched the Silk Pouch in his robe.

What exactly was this thing?

...

In the east of the city, in front of the Osmanthus Cake shop.

Bai Linger stood in place, holding the Communication Talisman in her hand, her eyes fixed on the direction where Xiao Ran had disappeared.

Suddenly, a figure approached from the distance.

It was Xiao Ran.

He had returned unscathed.

Bai Linger breathed a sigh of relief and went to meet him.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Ran looked at her, his gaze the same as before.

"I'm fine."

"I just dealt with a small fry."

Bai Linger immediately felt relieved upon hearing this.

"No wonder you came back so quickly."

Xiao Ran was taken aback.

So quickly?

He hurriedly asked.

"Young Miss Bai, how long was I gone?"

Bai Linger thought for a moment.

"About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

An incense stick's time?

Xiao Ran was secretly shocked.

In that mysterious space, he felt at least fifteen minutes had passed.

But only an incense stick's time had passed in the outside world?

Even the flow of time was different?

That old man was truly extraordinary!

He suppressed the shock in his heart, his face remaining calm.

"Let's go, let's have some Osmanthus Cake."

Bai Linger looked at his back, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

What did this man encounter in the alleyway?

But she didn't ask.

She simply followed silently.

...

Meanwhile, at Wanbao Pavilion.

On the top floor of the nine-story building, inside a luxuriously decorated room.

Liuer sat by the window, her chin in her hands, stomping her feet in anger.

"I'm so furious! So furious!"

Behind her stood a white-haired elder.

It was the same elder who had hosted the auction earlier.

"Young Miss, what's the matter..."

The elder asked cautiously.

Liuer turned around and glared at him.

"That Xiao Ran! He made me massage his shoulders for the entire afternoon!"

"I, the dignified Branch Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion, actually massaged a strange man's shoulders!"

"If word of this gets out, how will I ever show my face?"

The elder's mouth twitched.

"Then, Young Miss... did you manage to get any information out of him?"

Liuer's expression froze.

Get any information?

She was so busy being angry, how could she have remembered to get information?

Seeing this, the elder coughed lightly.

"Young Miss, how about... I send someone to tail him?"

Liuer immediately waved her hand.

"No need."

"I'll keep an eye on this person myself."

She stood up and walked to the window, looking out at White Emperor City in the twilight.

"Xiao Ran..."

She whispered the name.

"Sooner or later, I'll make you massage my feet and get revenge for all of today's humiliation."