Putting aside her matters, there are more stairs to climb.
According to the normal cliche and tropes, the long-dead Ling Fei would be the one receiving the inheritance of the Immortal from this Ancient Immortal Realm.
During this process, he would probably suppress some kind of demon or Evil force and bring it under his control.
It's easy to see through such common tropes where the evil force escapes from its release and is about to bring a disaster to the world.
And just like that, Ling Fei would become a hero, who saved the world bringing home beauty and treasures.
Such a sweet potato, unfortunately, it's off-season.
Bai Lung and Xiao Ling'r continued to walk, and finally, they were greeted with a place with light.
'Oh!?'
'Eh!?'
As Bai Lung and Xiao Ling'r emerged from the darkness of the winding stairwell, they were greeted by a sight that filled the senses with awe and wonder.
The Immortal Tomb stood before them, a beacon of ethereal light amidst the shadows that had enshrouded their journey.
The chamber was bathed in a soft, golden glow, as if the very walls radiated the energy of ages past.
Crystalline formations adorned the ceiling, their facets refracting the light into a dazzling display of prismatic hues that danced across the polished floors.
The air was thick with the scent of ancient incense, a heady fragrance that spoke of forgotten rituals and forgotten rites, it was immortal incense that could be burnt for eternity.
In the center of this hallowed space stood a dais, its surface gleaming like burnished metal.
Atop it rested an object shrouded in a shimmering veil, its true nature concealed from mortal eyes.
The air practically hummed with a tangible power, a residual energy that lingered in this sacred place, a testament to the Immortal who had once walked these halls.
Bai Lung and Xiao Ling'r stood in silence, their senses overwhelmed by the splendor that surrounded them.
The weight of the ancient past pressed down upon them, a palpable presence that demanded reverence and respect.
This was no mere tomb, but a gateway to a realm beyond the mortal ken, a place where the boundaries between the earthly and the divine blurred and intertwined.
They gazed upon the Immortal Tomb with a mix of reverence and trepidation.
The air was thick with the weight of antiquity, as if the very space thrummed with the echoes of bygone eras.
Xiao Ling'r stepped forward, her footsteps whispering against the polished floor. Her slender fingers reached out, tracing the intricate patterns that adorned the dais, as if the very stone could impart its secrets.
"What does Young Master Bai suppose lies hidden beneath that veil?" she murmured, her brow furrowed in contemplation.
Bai Lung remained silent, his keen eyes scanning the chamber for any signs of danger because it was to be granted something or someone should be protecting it.
Not to mention, the very atmosphere seemed charged with an ancient power, one that set his nerves on edge.
"Tread carefully Saintess... You can just go and touch something in a rush," he cautioned, his voice low. "We know not what guardians may lurk in the shadows, waiting to strike,"
He uttered but he knew why she rushed, she must have felt the same hunger as him, sensing the aura of immortal.
The immortal was still alive but in a deep slumber.
Bururum!
Without warning, a tremor ran through the ground, the floor shuddering beneath their feet.
The next moment a dark figure created from shadows atood in front of Bai Lung.
Saintess and Bai Lung both were composed despite the fact that the presence of this shadow was highly suppressing forcing them to kneel.
"Mortals... What a disappointment," The Shadow figure spoke while the next moment, the entire chamber was filled with 'Shadow-runes'
The air became heavy, while Bai Lung's lips slightly curved, the next moment, the chamber turned dim.
A demonic avatar of Buddha arrived shattering the space, its eyes bleeding with unholy light.
The next moment, the demonic Buddha opened its mouth and swallowed the Shadow figure.
"I-Impossible... This-" he was about to say something but his soul and origin were instantly devoured.
"Is Young Master Bai planning to swallow the origin of Immortal too?" She asked, her voice quite.
"No! I would leave it you..." Saying that, Bai Lung saying crossed legged.
If he could, he would have definitely swallowed the origin of Immortal but that would only bring him backlash at at moment so, he has let it go.
As he set crossed-legged... His consciousness was pulled to his sea of consciousness, the black sea had slowly turned into the sea of blood.
He looked at the origins he had swallowed.
With that,
He slowly began to refine and absorb them.
Meanwhile,
Xiao Ling'r looked at his meditating state and looked at the tomb.
'Is he hinting to me that he knows my origin?' she was unable to fathom anything, however, clenching her fist, she looked at the tomb of the immortal.
A strong hunger was in her soul.
'Ughh! I will do it..."
She that, she opened the lid...
Inside was a space made of Pure Nex Ice, to preserve the vitality in the body.
Nex is a liquid that can boost one's physique and vitality, to harvest it, you need nectar of 100 different flowers.
The next moment, she placed her gentle jade hands on the face of the old immortal and such his origin with her Dark inky Aura.
With that,
She also sat crossed-legged and began to refine and fully absorb the origin as a part of her.
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If you pour water, you get water.
Bai Lung forced open his eyes which were gleaming with a menacing purple aura.
His body was covered in an ominous purple aura, the next moment, the aura slowly turned red, and after that black.
His eyes went to Saintess who was in a deep state so, he just admired her beauty.