"As for resting for three days, it was simply because there was some interference in that pool which caused a bit of consumption to my soul body, so I needed to rest a bit."
After saying this, Liao Pantu took a leisurely sip of his tea.
Lin Xiao saw how easily he spoke, but he knew it definitely wasn't as simple as he made it sound.
However, since Senior Liao didn't mention it, he wouldn't ask.
But he would naturally keep this in mind.
Next, Lin Xiao told Liao Pantu about how they got out later, his fee collection, the old storage bags he found while collecting fees, and the purchase of the Heart-Asking Stone.
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something and said to Liao Pantu:
"Oh right, I almost forgot! Senior, do you know of any suitable burial places around Yuanling City?"
Hearing him ask this, Liao Pantu knew what he meant:
"You want to bury those storage bags?"
Lin Xiao shook his head and said:
"That would be a waste. Besides, those cultivators who died in the ice caves must have known that their storage bags would definitely fall into someone else's hands, so they surely considered the storage bags as a reward for taking care of their funeral arrangements.
But because those cultivators threw away the final letters in their storage bags, I have no way of knowing their names or what their last wishes were, so the most I can do is collect their corpses."
After collecting their corpses, he could possess the contents of these storage bags as a reward with a clear conscience.
Hearing this, Liao Pantu looked at Lin Xiao with some surprise, his expression a bit complicated:
"You collected all the bones in those ice caves?"
Lin Xiao nodded.
Previously, after sending the people out of each ice cave, in order to prevent leaving anyone behind, he would roughly check the cave and then conveniently collect the bones on the ground.
So actually, right now, his private storage could be said to be piled high with bones...
After all, this was the accumulation of many years.
Fortunately, many of the older bones had long since disappeared, otherwise Lin Xiao's private storage would probably hold much more than it currently did.
Seeing him nod, Liao Pantu didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only stare at him in silence for a while before giving him a thumbs up.
After recovering a bit, he remembered that this kid had just asked him where to bury people, so he thought for a moment and said:
"About a hundred miles west from the south of the city, I remember it being quite desolate there. It's not a bad place to bury the deceased."
So Lin Xiao went out with a private storage full of bones. He first went to the street and bought a few jars of wine, then walked out of Yuanling City in the direction Senior Liao mentioned.
After spending two hours, Lin Xiao found the desolate place, selected a specific location, and started digging.
It had to be said that the earth-digging skills suitable for farming were equally applicable for digging graves to bury people.
Lin Xiao very quickly dug a large pit.
Then he buried the bones from his private storage one by one.
He also buried some items from the storage bags that looked like they held commemorative value as burial goods.
After burying the bones, he chopped off a stone slab nearby, carved the three large words Nameless Tomb on it, and recorded the cause of death of these bones on the side.
After finishing, he firmly planted this stone tablet into the ground.
Looking at the nameless cemetery in front of him, Lin Xiao remained silent for a moment, then took out the jars of wine he had bought earlier from his private storage, opened them, and silently poured them onto the ground.
It was now approaching dusk.
The setting sun in the west stretched Lin Xiao's shadow very, very long across the cemetery.
He took one last look at this resting place, then stepped on his own shadow and left.
Hopefully, these departed souls could rest in peace.
Liao Pantu poked his head out from the Soul-Nourishing Pendant in his embrace, looked behind him, and then shrank back into the pendant, sending a voice transmission to Lin Xiao:
"Kid, I want to drink."
"Alright, then let's go to the Immortal Fragrance Pavilion. It's my treat."
Time reverted to three days ago.
Inside the Yuan family residence in Yuanling City.
Yuan Zhiyun woke up in the early hours of the morning on the second day after being brought home.
Her father, Yuan Bi, carefully asked her what had happened after confirming that there was indeed nothing wrong with her body.
However, Yuan Zhiyun was completely baffled by the fact that she was still trapped in the ice cave of the secret realm before she lost consciousness, only to open her eyes a day later and find herself lying in her own room at home.
Facing her father's questioning, Yuan Zhiyun had no choice but to recount all the details before she fell into a coma in full.
After hearing her account, Yuan Bi's originally somewhat worried heart relaxed.
It seemed his daughter had met a good person.
He guessed that this person wanted to save people but didn't want to expose their identity.
Moreover, judging from the fact that this person went to such great lengths to avoid exposing their identity, this person who had the ability to save so many people must be quite capable.
Then this person was probably either a disciple of a major family or sect who naturally disliked a high profile, or someone with no background who was afraid of being coveted and bringing trouble upon themselves.
Yuan Bi thought of something and stared at a certain spot with narrowed eyes in silence for a long time.
Seeing this, Yuan Zhiyun asked aloud:
"Father, did you think of something?"
Hearing her words, Yuan Bi snapped back to reality and smiled at her gently:
"It's nothing, you rest well. Oh right, where is that Heart-Asking Stone I asked you to keep earlier? Give it to me, it's time to replace our family's Heart-Asking Platform."
Hearing this, Yuan Zhiyun immediately reached for her storage bag and opened it.
Just as she was about to take out the Heart-Asking Stone to give to her father, she let out a soft sound of surprise as if she had suddenly discovered something.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Bi asked.
Yuan Zhiyun rummaged through her storage bag and then said to him:
"I seem to be missing fifty spirit stones..."
Don't be fooled by her status as the young master; she was essentially a little penny-pincher, so she knew her personal wealth inside out.
Let alone missing fifty spirit stones now, she would notice even if she was missing a single one.
Yuan Bi was obviously very clear about this trait of his daughter's, so after she said this, he didn't doubt at all that his daughter had remembered incorrectly.
"It's fine, if they're gone, they're gone. Spend wealth to ensure safety. You rest well. In a few days, when the Ice Field Secret Realm closes and Shangpu returns, you'll still have plenty to argue with him about."
"I'm not arguing with him! There's something wrong with that guy! It's just that I got trapped in that ice cave this time, otherwise I definitely would have found the ice elf to save the Old Ancestor!" Yuan Zhiyun was very unyielding.
Her father was like this every time. It was clearly always Yuan Shangpu who provoked her first, but he always made it sound like she was the one being unreasonable.
Seeing her react so intensely, Yuan Bi was a bit helpless:
"You don't need to worry about the Old Ancestor's matters. Ice elves are not that easy to catch, and the Old Ancestor's problem isn't something a single ice elf can solve. Rest well now, Father is leaving first."

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