Chapter 1390: Teleporting the Black Wooden Coffin

"You two only need to know about this; keep it locked in your stomach, and no one may be told," Qinglong Daoren warned.

"We naturally know, Father," Chen Qinglian nodded solemnly.

"Father, rest assured, we haven't told anyone." Qi Haoyang naturally understood the gravity of the matter and why Father was so serious; they naturally knew that if the matter leaked, it would have a huge impact on them.

Recently, many people have arrived near the Huang Family; those people are investigating the battlefield situation, seemingly looking for something. The battlefield was leveled, and these people found nothing, so they naturally turned to the Huang Family for a search.

They want to start with the Huang Family to locate what they seek; they don't know exactly what it is, but it must be something valuable, and the valuable thing those people are after is in their father's hands.

Qinglong Daoren solemnly instructed: "In any case, only the three of us know this matter; no one may be told, nor may others learn of it. Treat this as if you never knew it."

"Yes." The two answered in unison, hearing the gravity in Qinglong Daoren's words.

They rarely saw Qinglong Daoren so serious; they knew the matter couldn't be simple, and that thing certainly wasn't ordinary, capable of stirring unrest around them. This Huang-Bai Family War was likely also because of that thing.

Most likely it was to cultivate that thing, and then…

"For the next few days, stay at Longshe Shan; after Huang Yan regains consciousness, return with him to the Huang Family. Once back, be more composed, and for a short time do not go out—preferably, stay nowhere."

"You also must keep an eye on Huang Yan, preventing him from running around; preferably, leave all matters to the subordinates. Understood?"

Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang clasped their hands and replied together, "Understood."

The two dared not be careless; Qinglong Daoren's orders must have his reasoning and purpose, so they simply obeyed. As for why, they did not wish to ask; the more they knew, the less advantageous it would be for them.

"Fine, that's it. Spend these days cultivating well," Qinglong Daoren waved his hand, indicating the two not to overthink. Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang began cultivation, returned to Longshe Shan, where they could drop their disguises and worry about nothing.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Huang Yan finally awoke; the first thing he did was bow and thank Qinglong Daoren. That demeanor left Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang speechless, and they understood why he could be favored—such flattery ability, they could not even match.

Huang Yan got Qinglong Daoren's reward as he wished; who wouldn't want to hear the disciple's words of adoration.

Of course, the two sons could not be left out.

After the three stayed one more day, they left together. After they departed, Heishanyang slowly walked to Qinglong Daoren's side and reminded, "Kid, that coffin would be best directly teleported to Chen Chuyang; leaving it near you is actually very dangerous."

"Sooner or later the Corpse Refining Sect will come knocking; they must have left some marks on that coffin, so they can't just let that existence drift outside. Do not underestimate the Corpse Refining Sect's strength; they excel at all sorts of bizarre abilities."

"Play it safe; it's best to teleport it back right now."

It's not that Heishanyang is overly cautious; it's just that recent days haven't been calm. Even while staying within the Mangshan Mountain Range, it worries that if someone finds them, their situation would be very unfavorable.

For safety's sake, they should teleport it back early; that coffin isn't in Cangzhou, which is the safest.

"Understood; I'll teleport it back right away," Qinglong Daoren nodded solemnly, also sensing something amiss.

These recent days are very calm, yet very problematic.

He isn't someone who ignores advice; understanding Heishanyang's worry, one man and one goat immediately went to the teleportation Formation, promptly placed the coffin on the Formation, and only after watching the Formation teleport it away did they feel at ease.

Heishanyang confirmed the coffin was gone, and that weight in his heart was lifted.

The unease and discomfort that had pressed on his heart temporarily vanished.

"Huff, finally it's sent off; let that kid Chen Chuyang worry about it."

"Kid, Longshe Shan is temporarily safe; even if the Corpse Refining Sect has god‑like power, they cannot locate that world, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare enter."

"Hand that Corpse King over to Chen Chuyang; then I can be completely at ease."

Qinglong Daoren sensed Heishanyang's distrust of him; he said nothing, offering a faint smile.

"Indeed, I can also be at ease now; the presence inside that coffin truly kept me restless day and night. If I don't send it away, I might never be able to cultivate peacefully."

One man and one goat, having had close contact with that coffin, naturally knew its danger.

They wouldn't be careless; they also knew that with their strength, keeping that coffin would only bring disaster.

The summit of Longshe Shan.

Chen Chuyang appeared atop it, immediately receiving Qinglong Daoren's message and came to wait.

Also returned were some cultivation methods and divine abilities submitted by Huang Yan, as well as the "Heart‑Erasing Ghost King Technique" practiced by Guixin Elder, plus that Formation, the "Demonic Refining Heart‑Erasing Formation", which Qinglong Daoren saw with his own eyes and immediately engraved, all of which were handed over to Chen Chuyang.

Along with some resources, everything was given to him, keeping a portion for himself. Chen Chuyang stored those resources and the "Heart‑Erasing Ghost King Technique", gave it a quick glance without detailed study, and set it aside.

What concerned him more was the coffin before him; the coffin emitted a faint eerie aura, along with a pervasive corpse odor that could not be concealed, intermingled with death qi, yin qi, resentment qi, and so on, with corpse qi being dominant.

Sealed inside the coffin, the outer layer of sealing Formation locked everything.

Chen Chuyang directly touched the coffin's surface, his Spiritual Sense permeated inside, and he saw some of the interior conditions.

Ghost qi and corpse qi enveloped the corpse, constantly blocking Chen Chuyang's probing, trying to disperse his Spiritual Sense.

"What terrifying corpse qi; the one inside is no simple being," Chen Chuyang immediately sensed something amiss—their strength was not simple; not a Corpse King, but close.

Just one step short; that step prevented him from breaking through.

At the end of the Formation, he was cut off, causing everything to stop here.

"Half‑step Corpse King?"

"A sleeping Corpse King; failing to take that step prevented its metamorphosis, thus it cannot awaken."

"Once I open the coffin, she will definitely awaken."

Chen Chuyang immediately summoned a mixed primordial bell, retrieved the coffin, deeming it unsuitable for study here.

After it was taken away, the corpse qi and death qi finally dissipated, and Chen Chuyang exhaled.

"This thing isn't simple; no wonder Qinglong Daoren wanted to teleport it back—relying on his strength, he still couldn't suppress the existence inside."