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Chapter 442
Leopole had a head full of silver hair, with a white beard that went down to his chest. Looking at his round and
healthy appearance, it seemed he had spent his later years in carefree
contentment.
He was dressed in luxurious garments. A dragon and phoenix emerald pendant that emitted a faint greenish glow
was hung at his waist.
Beneath the coffin was a fine silk cloth, surrounded by a plethora of gold, silver, and jewels. The sight brought
smiles to the onlookers’ faces.
There was a bronze cauldron the size of a fist on his chest. It smelled like aged bronze and contrasted with the
other precious antiques,
When Nash saw the cauldron, he was so excited that he nearly shed tears.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf everything went as expected, this bronze cauldron would be the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron.
However, he was confused as to how such a small Divine Farmer’s Cauldron could refine medicine.
‘Or is it that the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron has the ability to change its size at will?’ he thought. Nash slowly reached
out to grab the bronze cauldron.
Just as he touched the bronze cauldron, Leopole suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were as cold as death.
“Fuck…”
Derek was collecting gold, silver, and jewelry but was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
The other took a few steps back, and even Nash retracted his hand.
Old Herera said in a panic, “I told you to light a candle! But no, you didn’t believe me! He must’ve turned undead!”
Anders frantically cried, “Hurry and find a way out!”
Heidi did not hesitate and immediately tried to search for the hidden mechanisms in the tomb.
Melody dared not to look into the pair of eyes anymore and followed Heidi to find the exit.
Nash devoutly prayed to pay his respects and said, “I, Nash, thank my teacher for the guidance. I’ve practiced the
ways of traditional medicine to help the world. Today, I’ll take the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron to carry forward the
way of traditional medicine!”
“Pfft!” Derek let out an inappropriate laugh.
Xeno and Finn both fiercely glared at him.
‘How dare you laugh when Mr. Nash is paying his respects?! Are you just looking to die?’ they thought.
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it!”
Derek was forced to hold back a srnile, and it made his face turn red.
He thought that Nash behaving so politely even though they had already stolen things from Leopole’s coffin just
seemed like a crocodile shedding tears.
He did not mean to mock Nash. He just found the situation ironic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter Nash bowed three times, Leopole slowly closed his eyes.
“Damn… that works?”
Derek looked shocked. He thought that Mr. Nash was praying for show and did not expect Leopole to actually close
his eyes.
Old Herera explained, “This is a form of dark magic that can capture the dying person’s last breath and remaining
thoughts. It seals them inside the coffin. Over time, the body undergoes subtle transformation… You can think of it
as the most basic form of feigning death.”
Bradley nodded and said, “That’s right… We’ve encountered similar situations before when exploring tombs… The
Tomb Whisperer Manual categorized the corpse transformations into various types.
“This is the most basic form with no attack abilities. It’s called the first-level Corpse Transformation. Zombies and
undead corpses that we’ve encountered before and even the Undead Corpse King all started from the first-level
transformation…”
Nico looked confused. “Then why didn’t Leopole turn into a zombie?”
Anders explained, “Not all intact corpses will become zombies or undead corpses. There are very strict conditions
for a corpse to become a zombie. Leopole’s body was not contaminated in any way, so naturally, it wouldn’t have
turned into a zombie or any other evil entity like the Undead Corpse King!”
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