After a lengthy silence, Su Yi asked the old blind man, “What was your cultivation at your peak?”

The old blind man sighed. “I was just one step away from entering the Imperial Realm, but now, never mind entering the Imperial Realm… I’m afraid I’ll never recover my former cultivation.

“Now, my only obsession is finding a suitable inheritor to take on the mantle of the Ghost Lantern Sarcophagus Bearers, but alas…” The old blind man sighed in exasperation. “Although the Azure Continent has no shortage of extraordinary talents, searching for a good seedling capable of inheriting our legacy is simply too difficult.”

“Your lineage’s requirements are indeed rather particular,” said Su Yi.

During their hundred years fishing at the Pool of Rebirth, he and Old Ghost Coffin Bearer chatted about all sorts of things. He was naturally well aware that, when the Ghost Coffin Sarcophagus Bearers chose a new inheritor, they had only one requirement—a specific type of talent, a “Nethervein Yin Bone”!

Never mind the Nine Provinces of the Wilds; even in the Netherworld, such talent was incredibly rare. It could be found by chance, but not sought.

It wasn’t...