Sheng He stared at Jiang Xuanli for a long time before he retracted his gaze and looked at the map.

On the map, the terrain of Dragon Island looks like a hovering dragon. Most of the area on Dragon Island is dense forest, with occasional streams running through the forest. Several streams meander upwards and converge at the heart of the dragon.

There, there is a spiritual spring.

Almost everyone's eyes finally fell on this spiritual spring.

Lingquan is a spring that is nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy around it is rich, which not only has excellent effects in healing wounds and nourishing the mind, but also makes cultivation more efficient. More importantly, extremely rare spiritual plants usually grow around the spiritual spring.

Spiritual herbs like Valley Orchid and Resurrection Grass only grow near spiritual springs because they need extremely rich spiritual nourishment to take root and sprout.

Jiang Xuanli took in everyone's reactions. He glanced at Sheng He and saw that Sheng He was also staring at the spiritual spring. The smile on his face grew even bigger.

"My fellow Taoists, Dragon Island is right before our eyes. This ship will still be waiting for you here in two months."

"I would like to congratulate all of you fellow Taoists in advance for your achievements on the island."

The big ship slowly approached the shore. After the disciples thanked Jiang Xuanli one by one, they could not wait to enter Dragon Island.

Sheng He stood on the sword, looking at the countless young disciples rushing into the dense forest, then turned around and glanced at Jiang Xuanli.

However, after most of the day, he had aged a lot, with wrinkles all over his face and the skin on his chin drooping limply. He didn't even have the strength to walk, so he sat in a sedan chair and was carried by two strong guards before he could barely get off the boat.

Is there really a technique that can make a person age several times faster in such a short period of time?

Sheng He performed an invisibility spell and took out a concealing bead. He didn't tiptoe back to the ship until he saw Jiang Xuanli walking away.

The boat was empty. Most of the people Jiang Xuanli brought with him followed him. Several helmsmen also got off the boat and were lying on the beach drinking.

Sheng He went straight to the top cabin. She remembered that Jiang Xuanli's room should be...

Sheng He kicked the door open. The room was extremely luxurious. Sheng He walked around the screen blocking the door. Behind the screen was a huge parchment scroll.

The parchment scroll clearly depicts a map of Dragon Island, with two places highlighted on the map.

One is a spiritual spring, and the other is a magnificent palace.

Sheng He looked at the palace located on the west side of Dragon Island. She remembered that on the map given by Jiang Xuanli, this place seemed to be a barren mountain.

Sheng He sneered. The map Jiang Xuanli gave was indeed fake.

If nothing unexpected happens, the real treasure of Dragon Island should all be in that palace.

Sheng He walked around the room again and finally found Wang Tong in the secret door of the room. In addition to Wang Tong, there were a dozen young girls who were tied up.

Hearing the noise, Wang Tong hurriedly hid something behind his back. He bent over with a flattering look on his face: "Young Master, I... I want to take a look at these goods..."

It was not until he felt that there was something wrong with the stature of the person in front of him that he slowly raised his head.

"Sheng... Sheng He... why are you here? Aren't you..."

Wang Tong's eyes suddenly narrowed, he took a few steps back, and looked at Sheng He in astonishment.

"What's wrong with me? I just want to discuss business with you."

Sheng He said this, smiling as he snatched the thing Wang Tong had hidden behind him.

It was a bowl, half filled with raw rice, with a red rope lying quietly on the raw rice. As if sensing a strange smell, the raw rice gradually turned black, and a trace of ghostly air emerged from the mouth of the bowl.

"Yajun!"

"Yajun? Is this the name of the ghost?"

Sheng He casually threw the bowl to Wang Tong, who immediately checked it carefully until he saw that there was nothing wrong with the bowl of rice, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Sheng, you broke into the young master's room without permission. If he finds out, you will not end up well!"

Sheng He sat with his legs crossed on a soft couch beside him. The couch was covered with a layer of extremely soft white fox fur, which made it very comfortable to sit on.

Sheng He squinted his eyes comfortably and said slowly: "Don't be impatient, Lord Wang. I've already said that I'm here to discuss business with you."

"I have no business to discuss with you. Please leave now! Otherwise, I will tell the young master what happened here immediately!"

Sheng He raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to talk about this Yajun?"

Wang Tong's expression changed again and again. He looked at Sheng He with an uncertain expression on his face.

"What did you know?"

"I don't know anything." Sheng He laughed and pointed at the rice bowl that had calmed down in Wang Tong's hand. "But I guess she is your daughter, right?"

"And the reason why you sneaked into Jiang Xuanli's room like me was because of her."

In his previous life, after Jiang Xuanli died suddenly, the first thing his only son did after taking over the Jiang family was to kill Wang Tong, the Jiang family's confidant for many years.

Combining Wang Tong’s behavior today, it is not difficult to guess the reason behind it.

"Her soul has been refined into a ghost, trapped in this bowl of rice for eternity. You want to let her go, right?"

"I can help you."

Wang Tong raised his head. Having been with Jiang Xuanli for many years, he was used to doing things with his head down. But now, he looked straight at Sheng He for a long time before saying, "What business do you want to discuss with me, Miss Sheng?"

Sheng He laughed: "I want to know why Jiang Xuanli came to Dragon Island."

"In order to... become an immortal."

"Become an immortal?"

"The young master said that there is a Ganoderma lucidum on Dragon Island. It is the heart of a giant dragon. When the Ganoderma lucidum matures, you can become an immortal after taking it."

"Mature?"

Sheng He whispered, and suddenly realized: "So these monks on the ship are..."

"Yes, they are all nutrients for the Ganoderma lucidum."

"And what about them?"

Sheng He pointed at the dozen girls tied up in the dark room.

"They are... the young master's food."

There is an evil magic circulating among the evil practitioners, which is to prolong life and maintain eternal youth by feeding on the blood and hearts of young girls.

In fact, if she guessed correctly, Jiang Xuanli wanted the mermaid for this reason.

Sheng He's chest heaved violently, and after a long time, she chuckled.

"So, your daughter was also captured and transformed into a ghost in this way? And now, you are still helping Jiang Xuanli do this?"

Wang Tong's lips moved slightly, and he stammered, "I'm useless. I... I just want to let Yajun go."

Sheng He sneered and turned to leave. Wang Tong quickly grabbed Sheng He and said, "Miss Sheng, you said you would help me."

"She was refined into a ghost, and Jiang Xuanli burned one of her souls and one of her spirits. Her soul cannot enter reincarnation. I can only help you put an end to her completely so that she doesn't have to be controlled by others anymore."

Wang Tong let go of Sheng He, and after a while, he responded in a low voice.

"Okay."

Sheng He paused for a moment, then immediately got out of the boat and rushed towards Lingquan.

Behind a tree not far from the spiritual spring, Jiang Xuanli was lying in the sedan chair, greedily looking at the inconspicuous, thin, gray mushroom beside the spiritual spring.