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But Qiu Nian had just asked Zhong Li about that person not long ago.
Chapter 17 The Cave Within a Pot
"Alright, let's stop here."
"This old woman is getting old and likes to nag... Young man, what do you need me for?"
Grandma Ping looked at Ying in front of her and asked.
"I would like to borrow your dust-cleaning bell."
Ying looked at Grandma Ping in front of her and stated her purpose directly.
"Dust-washing bell..."
"Besides this old object, I don't have anything else worth asking for from you young people."
Grandma Ping was not surprised to hear this.
"However, this bell was never originally mine."
"It was originally a little trinket that an old friend of mine wore."
Grandma Ping looked at Ying and Paimon in front of her and began to explain.
"When I was young, I loved being pretty and I especially liked that bell, so I clung to him and kept begging him..."
"He couldn't refuse me, so he gave me the bell."
"But he told me that if someone comes to borrow the bell in the future, I can't be reluctant to part with it."
"Over the years, this bell has been borrowed countless times."
"But, I don't know when it started, but it's been a long time since anyone has borrowed this bell..."
"Sigh, my old body is so slow when I'm looking for things, you probably can't wait..."
Grandma Ping sighed as she spoke, then turned to Ying and Paimon.
Qiu Nian smiled upon hearing the story, but said nothing.
“I learned how to find things from the Knights of Favonius.”
Upon hearing this, Ying revealed a smug expression, her tone tinged with a hint of pride.
"Well..."
"I suddenly felt proud in an unexpected place!"
Paimon crossed his arms and looked at Ying beside him, making a sarcastic remark.
"Alright, kids, I didn't put that bell very far away."
"Don't worry too much about it."
Grandma Ping looked at Ying and Paimon in front of her and spoke.
"Grandma, does your home live around here?"
"Wow...this is Yujingtai! They're so rich..."
Paimon was impressed by what he heard and said.
Those who can live in Yujingtai are not ordinary people.
"Heh, my old woman can't afford a house in the city..."
"Look at this pot, all my belongings are kept in it."
Grandma Ping smiled upon hearing this, then turned her gaze to the teapot placed on the table.
"All my belongings..."
Paimon found it somewhat difficult to understand.
"Paymon, go inside the pot and take a look."
Ying looked at the pot and said with a disdainful expression.
"Can't get in!"
"No matter how hard I try, I can't get in!"
Paimon, upon hearing this, crossed his arms and protested loudly.
"And why did you let me in?"
"Why don't you just lift the lid and take a look?!"
Paimon glanced at the pot on the table and stomped his foot in the air at Ying.
Qiu Nian looked at Ying and Paimon in front of her and was amused.
"Hehehe... Children, anyway, the bell is in this pot."
"If you want to find the bell, go and take a look for yourself."
Grandma Ping looked at Ying and Paimon in front of her and smiled mysteriously.
After she finished speaking, she nodded to Qiu Nian.
Seeing this, Qiu Nian smiled at Grandma Ping.
"This old woman is really strange."
"Saying that all their possessions are in a pot... they must be joking with us, right?"
Paimon flew to the table, stared at the teapot, and muttered to himself with a puzzled look.
Afterwards, Ying and Paimon began to study the teapot.
After studying it for a while, Ying touched the surface of the pot.
Then, in a flash, the entire scene changed.
What appeared before Ying and Paimon was a place like a fairyland.
There are trees, floating boulders, and platforms.
There are also leaves falling from time to time, along with several waterfalls in the distance.
And the faint mist filtering through the light was simply breathtaking.
As soon as they entered, Ying and Paimon realized that this really was the space inside the pot.
In an instant, Ying realized that Grandma Ping was definitely not an ordinary person.
So they began searching for the Dust-Cleansing Bell.
"Aren't you going in with them to take a look?"
Grandma Ping looked at Qiu Nian beside her and asked.
"Invite old friends to visit inside."
"At the very least, you should clean it up beforehand."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Nian smiled lightly at Grandma Ping, who was standing to the side.
"Ha ha..."
"Yes...yes..."
Grandma Ping smiled upon hearing this, then looked at the teapot and nodded.
"You've returned now..."
"Is it also because of the murderer?"
Grandma Ping looked at the teapot and asked.
"That's right..."
Qiu Nian felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this, but still nodded seriously.
After all, this was Morax's test for both the immortals and humans.
He couldn't just say Morax wasn't dead, could he?
"Ugh..."
"Although your power is almost equal to that of the Emperor."
"But...the person capable of assassinating the Emperor silently..."
"If you really find him, don't face it alone."
"We old folks can still be of some help..."
Grandma Ping sighed upon hearing this, and then reminded Qiu Nian.
Qiu Nian didn't say much after hearing this.
Instead, he nodded with a somewhat strange expression.
After a while...
Ying and Paimon came out from inside.
"Young people are quick and efficient."
"You got it in such a short time..."
Grandma Ping looked at Ying and Paimon in front of her and praised them.
"Qiu Nian, you didn't even come in with us just now."
"You didn't see how much space was inside that pot."
Paimon looked at Qiu Nian beside him, then stomped his foot with a laugh.
"Little Paimon, do you mean there's a very large space inside that small pot?"
"A grotto within a pot, truly wondrous..."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Nian pretended to be amazed and murmured.
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