"The Jade Slip of Chasing Moon Lake."

Jiang Ming stared at the glowing Jade Slip in his palm and squinted.

This was something that suddenly came from behind Jiang Ming when he escaped into the fog passage from the stone pool cave.

"Before I left the cave, I activated the martial arts conception around the corpse, causing everyone to fall into a reverie. It seemed that the woman named Qi Yue from Chasing Moon Lake was the first to wake up. She must have sent me this Jade Slip when the others were not prepared."

However, since he escaped into the fog passage, Jiang Ming had no time to explore the contents of the Jade Slip along the way. He did not expect that it would activate by itself at this time.

"It should be a communication Jade Slip. It's flashing after leaving this secret place. Is someone sending a message to this Jade Slip?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. Did Chasing Moon Lake want to trade with him for the ten-thousand-year-old rock spirit blood?

The black sword saw Jiang Ming's thoughtful expression and thought that he had obtained it by chance and did not know how to use the Jade Slip. It reported proudly, "Master, this is a communication Jade Slip. The other party should be able to send you a message within a certain range through this Jade Slip. This thing is extremely precious to cultivators. Even many Golden Core Realm cultivators don't have it. They're quite rare in major immortal cultivation sects as well. Only the elders are qualified to borrow it!" The black sword sighed with admiration. "Master, you're truly a genius. You're only at the Qi Refinement Realm, yet you have such a treasure. You're blessed."

"You f*cking dolt! Are you mocking me, or are you serious?"

Jiang Ming was stunned, and then he looked at the black sword in surprise. A moment later, he suddenly reacted and asked in a strange tone, "How many years have you been buried underground?"

"How would I know. What year is it now?"

The black sword was at a loss, and then it let out a strange cry. "Something's wrong. When I was buried, this world had been destroyed. This isn't right. It's over. I overslept and didn't make it in time for the final battle. I was wondering why I was so weak. How many years has it been?"

Jiang Ming was silent. Of course, he knew that the black sword did not come from this era. Even the old man on the starlit path might not be able to figure out how many eras had gone by.

As for the black sword itself, in its current state, it probably could not figure out its origin.

"The times have changed!" Jiang Ming simply diverted its attention and earnestly explained, "These communication Jade Slips are very cheap now. Not to mention the Golden Core Realm cultivators, even the early-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators can carry a few with them."

"Ah?" the black sword was shocked, and blood-red ripples spread out from the blade. It said in a trembling voice, "You You're not lying to me?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Ming said resolutely and decisively. He took out a dozen more from his storage ring and crushed them into pieces, indicating that these things were really worthless.

"F*ck!"

The black sword's body trembled as if it had suffered a huge blow. It mumbled, "The communication Jade Slip was invented a few decades before I fell into a deep sleep. It was extremely rare, and its price was terrifyingly high. I painstakingly sourced a few large crates of them and buried them underground. I was waiting to make a fortune in the next era. How could this be? how could this be?"

Jiang Ming almost laughed out loud. He did not expect that it would be so business minded. However, who would have predicted this? It could only blame itself for waking up too late.

"What about the shuttle? It's a divine tool for travelling that's three times faster than a cultivator!" the black sword suddenly thought of something and asked in a trembling voice.

"A shuttle? Is it this? This is called the Spirit Sword Shuttle. It's five to ten times faster than a cultivator's speed!" Jiang Ming took out the Spirit Sword Shuttle and drew a few circles in the void. "There are many other types. There are all kinds of magical tools for traveling, and some can even self-destruct."

"We're finished. I buried three thousand crates." The black sword's voice was filled with despair.

The black sword asked for a few more items. Without exception, they were now all common things in the world of immortal cultivation.

"We're finished. We're all f*cking finished." The black sword was in a daze, its mind in a mess as it wailed in despair. This was supposed to be its goldmine! It had bet all its assets on this!

It did not expect the times to have changed.

Jiang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to it. However, a thought flashed in his mind. It seemed that even if the era changed, the knowledge of their predecessors had not been lost.

"Maybe one day, a new civilization can really break through the cycle!"

Jiang Ming shook his head and no longer thought about it. He had been distracted by the black sword and had not had time to read the contents of the Jade Slip.

He immediately stuck the Jade Slip between his eyebrows and started to read it.

"Lu Xiaoyu is in a safe place. Fellow Cultivator Yan, you don't have to worry."

The contents of the Jade Slip were very concise. However, the first sentence made Jiang Ming's eyes widen in surprise. He did not expect it to be about Lu Xiaoyu.