It had been about an hour since Lin Mu arrived on this floor and he had gone through over half the rooms that were here.

"Can this even be considered an inheritance ground at this point? All signs point to it not being that…" Lin Mu said, feeling strange.

No matter what room he checked after the second one, they would have nothing by trash and dirt, if not more stinky pills. Those couldn't even be differentiated and just looked like black sludge.

Lin Mu reckoned they had been lucky enough to even find the one Bone Enameling pill in the second room.

'At least I'll have plenty of poison to use in the future…' Lin Mu consoled himself.

He continued to break down five more rooms before he finally came across another object that seemed in a better condition.

"A wooden board?" Lin Mu picked up the dust covered board from a table.

~Huu~

He blew some air on it, and the dust was cleared out. A few deeply carved words could now be seen on the wooden board. The words were a bit rough looking and it looked like someone had carved them with whatever they could get their hands on.

It was certainly not done with a proper tool or a carving knife. Lin Mu flipped the board upside down and read the content.

There were only three words written on it, but they were written in an older script of the Great Zhou Empire. Lin Mu had seen it before and learned it a while ago, thus could read them with ease.

But those three words did not serve to please him.

Lin Mu recited the three

three words

that was ever supposed to be

hidden in it. While Lin Mu didn't find anything hidden, he did

ruins five hundred years ago. Since the room it was in was open from

checking the board, Lin Mu was sure the carving was at least two

not bode well…" Lin

end this mission. I do not feel like this

rooms. This time, he didn't pay as much attention to detail as before and rushed through all of them. He had already gotten enough

second last room, he discovered a new layout. The previous rooms were either bedrooms, or study rooms. They were set in an alternate pattern, as if the people that lived here were assigned

room was different. It was larger on the side than the other rooms and had an octagonal shape. There were

room thought there was a octagonal trough. It was very shallow, being only two feet in depth, and was empty. A small spout could be seen in its center from which water must have come out at a

Mu

most peculiar part. His spirit sense could not penetrate it like the other walls

a very faint aura coming

to the foundation and touched the top. It was then he felt the difference in texture. He lightly pressed

~KACHA~

with it and found himself descending into the floor. He

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