Susan Stone’s ascension was followed by his own simplified version of [Stonefire], which has been passed down in the Stone family for thousands of years, always serving as the foundation of the guardian clan’s survival.

And to be able to ignite the Stonefire—even if it’s as faint as mist, with a gentle momentum, unable to extend more than three feet from the body—counts as the very beginning of the beginner’s stage. At this moment, Emily Stone was truly worthy of being an outstanding descendant of the Stone family—even if she didn’t bear the surname Shi, it wouldn’t matter.

Now, this outstanding descendant of the Stone family was channeling the Stonefire, maintaining it three feet outside her body, slowly approaching the mountain hollow where Lucas Warren was, while speaking out in a loud, clear voice.

“This is private property, no trespassing! The tourist area of Lingshan has just been closed. No matter who you are, please show yourself immediately, and then leave!”

Lucas Warren couldn’t help but laugh.

A little girl from an outer sect actually talking to the 84th generation mountain lord about private property—of course, ignorance is no crime. For someone who treats millennia-old tribulations and the fall of ten thousand immortals as common knowledge, and regards Lucas Warren as just a nameplate in the ancestral hall, perhaps Lingshan really does feel like her private domain.

This laughter, however, was sharply caught by Emily Stone. The girl’s expression changed slightly, and with a gentle stroke of her right hand at her waist, a blue iron chain appeared out of thin air, coiling around her wrist like a spirit snake.

Seeing this chain, Lucas Warren couldn’t help but secretly praise her again.

That chain was the standard-issue magical treasure of the guardian clan: [Demon-Binding Chain].

Although this item was a mass-produced standard treasure, within the bounds of Lingshan, empowered by the earth veins, it could suppress evil up to the Nascent Soul stage and beyond.

There were only two problems: first, the mass-produced version could only be made in Lingshan, and the forge was now locked away in the Hall of Heavenly Craft among the hundred halls of Lingshan. The Demon-Binding Chain was not designed for longevity, so once supply was cut off, the existing stock had to be carefully maintained for long-term use. Second, only those who were both loyal and had a solid cultivation foundation could wield this treasure smoothly—many direct descendants of the Stone family didn’t even meet the requirements.

Now, seeing the Demon-Binding Chain coiling obediently around Emily Stone’s wrist like a pet snake, it was easy to judge that Emily Stone not only maintained the treasure with care, but also met the requirements for its use—a rare talent, both loyal and dedicated.

Such an outstanding talent, though only at the Foundation Establishment stage, could, within Lingshan, use the Demon-Binding Chain to restrain even most Core Formation cultivators, let alone demons or evil spirits.

Of course, Lucas Warren was not an ordinary Core Formation cultivator—he had failed to form his core, and at this moment, his meridians were depleted of true essence, and his body was utterly exhausted, leaving him as a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

So, if a real fight broke out, Lucas Warren at this moment, facing a consummate Foundation Establishment cultivator with both Stonefire and the Demon-Binding Chain, really didn’t have much confidence...

In restraining himself from killing the opponent.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator with official status in Lingshan, even if running on fumes, couldn’t be measured by ordinary Foundation Establishment standards.

Of course, the possibility of a fight, even in theory, was nonexistent, so Lucas Warren remained unhurried. Under Emily Stone’s extremely wary gaze, he slowly stepped out from the shadow of the mountain hollow, revealing himself.

In the next instant, his body—undying after a thousand years, pure and flawless as a newborn—was fully exposed before Emily Stone, causing the girl’s face to flush red in an instant, her shriek echoing through Skyfall Valley.

“P-pervert!”

——

Emily Stone’s scream was unexpected to Lucas Warren.

Before revealing himself, he had actually considered that their first meeting might not be pleasant. After all, his appearance meant that Emily Stone would suddenly have a “master” above her, and even her private property would have to be returned to its rightful owner.

But Lucas Warren never imagined that Emily Stone’s first reaction would be to call him a pervert.

Lucas Warren truly couldn’t see what about himself could be considered perverted. He looked down at himself—though after a failed closed-door cultivation, his body was indeed a bit weakened, under the protection of the Spirit-Fixing Hall, his skin was still lustrous, his muscles smooth and full, and his genitals healthy and robust.

In fact, even under the most critical scrutiny, this body was flawless.

Because it was a [Heaven-Born Dao Body].

Back then, the reason James Sutton, on the verge of ascension and with no time for trivial matters, brought Lucas Warren back to Lingshan and accepted him as his final disciple, was precisely because Lucas Warren possessed this Heaven-Born Dao Body.

As the name suggests, a body bestowed by the Dao of Heaven, flawless, and one of the highest-grade special constitutions. And a Heaven-Born Dao Body carefully nurtured by the Lingshan mountain lord was even more extraordinary. In the eyes of a master cultivator, every inch of this body, every strand of muscle, resonated with the Dao of Heaven—a supreme manual for body cultivation and enlightenment, worth charging a fee for every glance.

Lucas Warren’s open display of such a treasure was undoubtedly an act of generosity—there was simply no reason to be called a pervert.

Yet Lucas Warren’s composure only made Emily Stone’s face turn even redder, even the Stonefire began to waver. The girl stepped forward half a pace, the Demon-Binding Chain in her hand glowing with a faint blue-violet light, and she shouted sternly, “Put on your clothes and come out slowly... I said put on your clothes!”

Lucas Warren shrugged. Though he found Emily Stone’s lack of discernment laughable, he didn’t really mind her rudeness.

After all, it was her loss not to look, not his.