"I obtained this Soul Lantern from an evil cultivator I dealt with. It doesn't have much use to me, so I was hoping to exchange it for some necessary treasures."
Lu Xuan fabricated a story, skillfully blaming it all on the 'evil cultivator'.
Previously, he had planted a Ghost Faced Stone Mushroom which, upon maturation, yielded two Fourth Grade Soul Lanterns within the light group.
Furthermore, one of the lanterns had absorbed the soul of a Foundation Establishment Mid-term body cultivator as well as the soul of a Foundation Establishment Late-term Blood Robe Cultivator in the Secret Land, which makes it extraordinarily precious.
Having this lantern in hand now, but no particular use for it, he was planning to exchange it for other treasures.
"Soul Lantern?"
The short, plump old man carefully examined the eerie lantern in Lu Xuan's hand.
