What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

Faced with this unyielding attitude, Lin Yuan remained calm.

He slowly reached into his pocket, pulled out the blue storage bag, and casually waved it in front of her.

"Fine, if you won't talk, then don't. Anyway, your storage bag is in my hands. After I kill you, the divine sense imprint on it will naturally break. I'll know what you found down there just by opening it. Why bother prying it out of you?"

He twirled the storage bag between his fingers, as if playing with a new little toy.

Upon hearing these words, Gu Jiusi's expression finally changed.

It wasn't because of the threat of death.

It was because of that storage bag.

Her gaze was fixed on the blue bag, a hint of barely concealed anxiety flashing deep in her pupils.

The contents inside concern sect secrets and all the hard work she had put into her ten years of undercover work; it absolutely cannot fall into the hands of outsiders.

Lin Yuan keenly caught the fleeting panic in her eyes.

There is a way.

He understood perfectly well, but remained outwardly calm, pressing his advantage: "Of course, if what you say has any value, I might consider sparing your life. I might even return some of the contents of this storage bag. After all, a business transaction can only be successful if both parties profit."

Gu Jiusi stared intently at Lin Yuan, her pale lips pressed into a thin line.

Her chest heaved violently a few times, as if she were going through a fierce internal struggle.

a long time.

She gritted her teeth and spoke in a hoarse voice, "I can tell you. But you must swear on your conscience that you will let me go afterward and return the storage bag to me intact!"

Lin Yuan's previously gentle gaze suddenly turned cold.

He slowly put away the storage bag in his hand and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"Are you mistaken about something? You're no better than a prisoner I can crush with a flick of my wrist. Your magic is sealed, your soul is bound by a restriction, and your life is entirely in my hands."

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over her from above.

"You have no right to negotiate with me."

Gu Jiusi's body stiffened slightly.

She instinctively wanted to retort, but before the words could leave her throat, the presence of the divine suppression spell felt like a sharp blade hanging over her head.

She doesn't even have the right to negotiate.

Jiang Huaiyue, who had been quietly wiping the magical artifacts, suddenly spoke up.

"Master," Jiang Huaiyue said respectfully, but with an undisguised chill in his voice, "this woman is quite talented and has an exceptional appearance. Her status in their sect must be extraordinary."

She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over Gu Jiusi.

"Why don't you just take her in, Master? This woman still possesses primordial yin. She can serve as a cultivation vessel for you, making the best use of her."

Gu Jiusi trembled violently, unable to contain himself.

As a core disciple of the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect, she understood better than anyone what the words "cauldron" meant.

That was not a simple threat or intimidation.

In the dark corners of this world, countless exceptionally talented female cultivators have been abducted by evil cultivators and turned into tools for cultivating their spiritual essence through sexual exploitation.

Their vital energy was forcibly extracted, causing their cultivation levels to plummet.

In the end, most of them die after their vital energy is completely drained.

The seemingly gentle and refined man in the blue robe in front of them was a cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect.

This is not just empty threats.

This is something that can really happen.

She tried her best to control her expression, not letting fear show on her face.

But her clenched fists were trembling uncontrollably, and the cold sweat on her back had soaked through a large patch of her moon-white dress.

Lin Yuan seemed to consider it seriously for a moment.

He glanced at Jiang Huaiyue, then slowly nodded.

"That makes sense."

Lin Yuan turned around, looking down at her with a hint of negotiation in his voice: "I'll give you one last chance. If you still don't want to speak, that's fine too. But then, you'll have to witness firsthand the methods of the evil cultivators of the Xuan Yin Sect."

His lips even curled up slightly, his smile extremely gentle.

But to Gu Jiusi, that smile was more chilling than any fierce expression.

Gu Jiusi's lips were trembling violently.

His cultivation level was sealed.

A restriction was placed on his soul.

Life and death depend on the decision of others.

She slowly closed her eyes.

The last trace of arrogance and stubbornness in his eyes finally dissipated at this moment.

There was a silence of more than ten breaths.

"I said."

"My name is Gu Jiusi. I am a core disciple of the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect."

Gu Jiusi took a deep breath, as if making a final mental preparation.

"Ten years ago, I was given a secret order by the sect elders to disguise myself using a secret technique and infiltrate the Xuan Yin Sect. For the past ten years, I have remained patient and unassuming, lying low as an outer disciple of the Xuan Yin Sect, gradually passing the assessments to advance to the inner sect. This time, taking advantage of the opening of the Crimson Forbidden Land, I have infiltrated the training team to carry out a real mission."

She looked up and her gaze fell on the blue storage bag in Lin Yuan's arms.

"It's about entering that underground secret chamber through a passage to retrieve a treasure."

"What treasure?" Lin Yuan pressed.

Gu Jiusi clenched her teeth, her jaw muscles tensing tightly.

"The Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Compass".

"According to the sect elders, this item is one of the most treasured artifacts of the ancient Blood God Palace. Even the elder who sent me here doesn't fully know its specific uses and origins. They only know that this item is extremely important and relates to a major plan for the sect's future. Before leaving, the elders gave a strict order—to retrieve it at all costs."

Lin Yuan listened and nodded slightly.

The Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Compass. The treasure of the Blood God Palace. The Tai Xuan Immortal Sect went so far as to send its core disciples to infiltrate for ten years, all to retrieve this item.

The value of this thing probably far exceeds his imagination.

Lin Yuan looked down at the blue storage bag in his arms.

"Release the divine consciousness imprint." He tossed the storage bag in front of Gu Jiusi.

Gu Jiusi stared intently at the storage bag lying on the ground. Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she closed her eyes.

There was no other choice.

She mobilized her remaining divine sense and slowly invaded the spiritual patterns on the storage bag's surface.

A moment later, an invisible wave spread out.

The originally tight spiritual light barrier on the storage bag's face completely dissipated.

Lin Yuan easily probed into it with his divine sense.

The interior space was much larger than he had expected.

But what's inside... Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Well, it's a bit shabby.

There were only five or six hundred spirit stones, scattered in a corner. Several white jade porcelain bottles were laid out haphazardly, containing ordinary healing pills and pills to restore mana.

Lin Yuan casually picked out a pill and examined its quality.

The quality is average. It can barely be considered a mid-grade pill.

Is this the treatment given to the core disciples of the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect?

Lin Yuan muttered to himself and continued searching.

Then came all sorts of spiritual plants. The varieties were diverse, and the quality varied greatly. Several spiritual herbs of decent appearance caught his attention.

But most of them were common, low-grade medicinal herbs, which were obviously not picked by her.

It's likely that many Xuan Yin Sect disciples died by her sword after entering the Crimson Forbidden Land.

These medicinal herbs were probably spoils looted from the corpses.

Lin Yuan nodded secretly: He is a pragmatic person, just like himself.

Besides these odds and ends, there was also a half-zhang-tall alchemy furnace lying in the corner.

The moment Lin Yuan's divine sense swept over it, his eyes lit up slightly.

The furnace body is dark red all over, with a calm and restrained color.

The furnace wall is carved with a lifelike Suanni, a mythical beast with wide-open eyes, flying mane, and extremely intricate fire-attribute spirit patterns around its body.

Its quality has clearly reached the level of a top-grade magical artifact.

As an eighth-grade weapon refiner, Lin Yuan could immediately recognize the value of this alchemy furnace.

In terms of the quality of the furnace alone, it is more than three levels better than the scrap metal he used before.

Moreover, the Suanni itself is a fire-attribute divine beast, and using it as the furnace soul pattern has an extremely significant amplifying effect on the control of fire during alchemy.

nice one.

Lin Yuan's fondness for this Miss Gu Jiusi rose sharply—not because of her as a person, but because of her storage bag.

Finally, his consciousness landed on a bronze compass.