Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

It's almost as if Xiaohuan knows I'm looking for it.

This actually took Zhu Bufan by surprise.

"Ha ha... Young Master, you don't need to stand there all dazed and lost in thought, because I've already sensed the presence of a Divine Needle's Qi here!" Xiaohuan laughed.

Hearing what Xiaohuan said, Zhu Bufan could only give it a resentful glance.

"Damn it, you should've said so earlier! Made me kill a few more brain cells!"

"So? Xiaohuan, how can I find the exact location of this Divine Needle?" Zhu Bufan asked.

"Well..."

"Spit it out..."

"Ah... Alright! Well, this Divine Needle is located where the toilet used to be!" Xiaohuan admitted somewhat embarrassedly.

"Nani?"

Zhu Bufan was rather speechless as he looked at Xiaohuan.

"For real?" Zhu Bufan asked doubtfully.

"Ah... Yes, for real!" Xiaohuan replied.

"Are you sure you're not deceiving me?" Zhu Bufan remained somewhat skeptical.

"No deception, just that..."

"Just what?"

"Ah... Nothing, Young Master. You'd better hurry and go get the Divine Needle!"

Zhu Bufan was suspicious. Xiaohuan was acting all evasive this time, as if hiding something from him. Not to mention, Zhu Bufan felt a chilling breeze of being tricked blowing on his back!

With a mix of belief and doubt, Zhu Bufan withdrew his spirit and opened his eyes, heading towards the location of the former toilet at Wanfo Temple.

However, Zhu Bufan paced back and forth there three times, and still couldn't detect any resonance stronger than anywhere else.

"Hey! Xiaohuan, you're tricking your Young Master, aren't you!" Zhu Bufan communicated with Xiaohuan.

"Not at all... Young Master." Xiaohuan protested.

"Not at all? Then why can't I feel any strong resonance vibrations here?" Zhu Bufan questioned suspiciously.

"Young Master, try moving aside that pile of dark stuff not far in front of you and feel again!" Xiaohuan suggested.

"Oh! You mean the Divine Needle is buried under this dark stuff?" Zhu Bufan walked up to it and asked Xiaohuan.

"Mm! Yes, Young Master." Xiaohuan confirmed.

Upon hearing Xiaohuan's affirmative answer, Zhu Bufan didn't hesitate and reached out to grab the dark stuff.

"Young Master..." Xiaohuan's voice rang out, with a tone of helplessness.

Zhu Bufan frowned: "What's wrong?"

At the moment, Zhu Bufan was still holding a small clump of that dark stuff in his hand.

"Nothing much, you continue, just be careful." Xiaohuan answered.

Zhu Bufan proceeded to move aside the pile of dark stuff with his hand, while Long Na wasn't with him at that moment.

Because Zhu Bufan had asked her to wait for him at the entrance of Wanfo Temple, saying he would be back soon.

The reason why Zhu Bufan did this was to avoid unnecessary trouble since the Divine Needle was too special, and for the time being, he didn't plan on letting others know.

After not knowing how long he had been tossing stuff aside, Zhu Bufan finally cleared away all of that pitch-black material.

Just as he threw away the last bit of that black stuff, the four Divine Needles in his head resonated strongly with something, as if they had found a relative from their own family.

Without a doubt, one of the Divine Needles must have been buried underneath.

"What on earth is this that can even conceal the Qi emitted by the Divine Needles?" Zhu Bufan scrutinized the pile of black material he had just tossed aside.

Yes, it is the Qi emitted by the nine Divine Needles that allows them to resonate with each other.

This was thoroughly demonstrated during the incident at Iron Coffin Mountain.

"Xiao Huan, what exactly is this black stuff that can hide the Divine Needle's Qi?" Zhu Bufan asked Xiao Huan.

"So, young master, do you really want to know?" Xiao Huan said.

"Mm!"

"It's excrement!" Xiao Huan answered.

"Wha..." Zhu Bufan was stunned on the spot when he heard it was excrement.

Damn it! Excrement, excrement is just poop, oh my god, I've actually been grabbing poop for so long, and just like that, Zhu Bufan's face was filled with shock.

"Xiao Huan, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhu Bufan questioned Xiao Huan.

"Ah... this, I... I was too embarrassed to say it!" Xiao Huan struggled for a while before squeezing out this sentence.

After hearing this, Zhu Bufan almost fell headfirst to the ground, but seeing the black stuff on the ground, he steadied himself.

Zhu Bufan was furious inside, speechless, feeling the urge to punch someone immediately...

With all these emotions, Zhu Bufan still chose to continue clearing away the ground eroded by the black substance.

Because the Divine Needle was buried under there.

I keep tossing and tossing!

Finally, after about ten minutes or so, Zhu Bufan cleared a big hole in the ground, and within that large hole, a beautifully crafted small box directly appeared before his eyes.

As soon as this exquisite little box appeared, the four Divine Needles in Zhu Bufan's mind immediately showed intense fluctuations and a strong desire urging Zhu Bufan to open the delicate little box.

Zhu Bufan picked up the small box and stepped away from the big hole. He sat down on the ground and carefully examined it.

Upon closer inspection, Zhu Bufan felt this little box seemed familiar as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where at the moment.

"Right, this small box is identical to the one I first saw at Old Mi's place," Zhu Bufan suddenly recalled.

Originally, it was because of this small box that he got involved with the Mi Family, and after opening it, he obtained the first Divine Needle, followed by acquiring three more at Iron Coffin Mountain.

All these things are related to the Divine Needle.

Zhu Bufan knew the small box was an antiquity, but he didn't have the intention to protect it as a cultural relic since his main focus was on the Divine Needle inside the box.

Fortunately, the box was not locked, and Zhu Bufan opened it with a flick.

The moment it opened, Zhu Bufan clearly saw a Divine Needle fly out of the box and the next moment, it went straight into his brain.

The next moment, his mind was filled with a sense of intimacy, joy, and a level of compatibility. What astonished Zhu Bufan even more was that there was also a sense of completeness.

This sense of completeness was like something broken, slowly being perfected, indescribable, but truly magical.

"Congratulations, young master, on finding the fifth Divine Needle," Xiao Huan said.

"Go away, you... You devious Xiao Huan, calculating against your young master," Zhu Bufan blurted out directly.

"That's it! Young master, I... I really was too embarrassed to say it!"