The instant Feng Wuming self-destructed his Lifebound Gu, in a corner of the wooden house nestled in the mountain hollow, an antique wooden box quietly opened.
A blood-red worm, as thick as a thumb and covered in slime, dragged its bloated body out of the wooden box. It carefully surveyed its surroundings with eyes like tiny black sesame seeds, only crawling toward the door after confirming its direction.
At first, it moved very slowly, like a toddling child, but it soon adapted and its speed increased several times over.
In less than a quarter of an hour, it had vanished, leaving only a disgusting trail of slime on the ground...
In the very center of the mountain hollow's cluster of buildings stood a three-story Wooden Tower several dozen feet tall. This was the heart of the Ling Family, where all of the clan's more than one hundred Cultivators practiced their cultivation.
