154: Han Li has been transferred! A remnant soul at the Nascent Soul stage! Ling Yunzi!

Chapter 154: Han Li Transferred! Nascent Soul Stage Remnant Spirit!

...A few days later, Lu Qiu found an excuse to apply for a brief departure from the front-line camp, heading to a medium-sized market established near the Golden Drum Plain battlefield—"Shi Yuan Market".

The market was located in a relatively safe area to the side and rear of the battlefield. Order was jointly maintained by the Seven Sects, attracting a large number of Cultivators who came to profit from the war or replenish supplies. It was quite prosperous but also a mix of dragons and snakes.

Lu Qiu changed his appearance and aura, moving through the market like an ordinary Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator.

His goal was clear, and he quickly purchased a batch of auxiliary medicinal Materials needed to refine "soul replenishing pills".

The main ingredients had long been prepared. Now that the Materials were complete, he found a temporarily rented Alchemy Quiet Room to begin refining the Medicinal Pills.

Thanks to the Legacy of the "Qing Yang Pill Scripture" and the experience accumulated from previous practice, this Alchemy session went quite smoothly.

A few days later, a furnace of three high-quality "soul replenishing pills" was fresh out of the oven. The pill fragrance was contained within, and the Soul Power fluctuations were gentle and pure.

Returning to his stone room in the camp, Lu Qiu immediately summoned the mini-sized Bloodline Flood Dragon and fed it all three of the newly refined "soul replenishing pills".

Gratitude and comfort appeared in the Bloodline Flood Dragon's scarlet vertical pupils. After swallowing the Medicinal Pills, it immediately coiled up in a small puddle of spirit eye spring water that Lu Qiu had specially brought out. A faint blood-colored light shimmered around its body as it began to fully absorb the medicinal power to repair the final injuries to its Primordial Spirit.

"With this batch of newly refined soul replenishing pills, combined with previous accumulations, the Bloodline Flood Dragon's Primordial Spirit injuries should be fully healed, returning it to its Level Five Peak combat power!"

Lu Qiu watched the Bloodline Flood Dragon, whose aura was gradually rising and becoming more solid, with anticipation in his heart.

After tending to the Bloodline Flood Dragon, he routinely examined the Opportunity information he had reorganized today.

[Silver Opportunity]: In two hours, the Demonic Flame Sect Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator "Chu Li" will be patrolling near "Black Wind Ravine" on the west side of the Golden Drum Plain. He carries an eight-hundred-year-old "Scarlet Sun Vermillion Fruit" that was recently picked.

[Golden Opportunity]: Mr. Mo Li, the shopkeeper of "Hundred Pills Pavilion" in Shi Yuan Market and a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, carries a seemingly ordinary three-legged bronze tripod. It is actually an ancient treasure, containing a Remnant Spirit of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from Great Jin.

Another Golden Opportunity!

And this time, it didn't just involve a simple treasure or Legacy; it actually pointed directly to the remnant spirit of a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Lu Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became solemn.

Nascent Soul Stage!

That was an existence far beyond Core Formation, truly standing at the pinnacle of the Human Realm!

Even if only a wisp of a remnant spirit remained, its knowledge, learning, insights, and experience were by no means ordinary.

If he could communicate with it or even reach some kind of deal, its value would likely far exceed that of an ordinary ancient treasure or Cultivation Technique!

Of course, risks certainly existed.

A Nascent Soul remnant spirit, even if weak, could never be underestimated. He had to be wary of the possibility of it attempting Possession for Rebirth or having hidden methods.

"An ancient tripod, a Nascent Soul remnant spirit... this Opportunity is indeed extraordinary." Lu Qiu pondered for a moment, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

The "Scarlet Sun Vermillion Fruit" from the Silver Opportunity was a rarity for refining various fire-attribute Medicinal Pills and could not be missed.

The "Nascent Soul remnant spirit" from the Golden Opportunity was even more tempting but needed to be handled with caution.

He decided to proceed in steps.

First, head to Black Wind Ravine to resolve the Silver Opportunity and seize the Scarlet Sun Vermillion Fruit.

Then return to Shi Yuan Market to contact that "Mr. Mo Li" and act as the situation dictated... Two hours later, at Black Wind Ravine on the west side of the Golden Drum Plain.

The astral winds here were biting, blowing against the black sand and stone, making a whistling sound like a ghost's wail.

A sneaky figure of a Demonic Flame Sect Cultivator was carefully moving along the mountain wall; it was Chu Li.

Suddenly, his vision blurred. The astral winds seemed to turn into a gentle spring breeze, and the surrounding scenery became charming and dreamlike... The Illusion Spirit Butterflies had arrived quietly.

Immediately after, a flash of golden light flickered.

Chu Li didn't even understand what had happened before his consciousness sank into eternal darkness.

Lu Qiu's figure emerged from the wind. He quickly took the Storage Pouch, found the sealed Scarlet Sun Vermillion Fruit radiating scorching Spiritual Qi, then destroyed the evidence and left gracefully. The whole process was clean and efficient... Changing his appearance again, Lu Qiu returned to Shi Yuan Market.

After making a few inquiries, he found the "Hundred Pills Pavilion" located in the core area of the market with its prominent sign.

This pavilion was somewhat famous in the market, favored by many Cultivators for its stable quality and complete variety of Medicinal Pills.

Stepping into the pavilion, the scent of medicine greeted his nose.

A shop assistant came forward to greet him.

Lu Qiu claimed he wanted to purchase a large quantity of specific types of middle-to-high-grade Medicinal Pills for his squad's long-term combat supplies and expressed his wish to speak with the shopkeeper in person.

Soon, a middle-aged Cultivator dressed in brocade robes with a refined face, Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, and eyes showing shrewdness walked out from the back hall. It was the shopkeeper, Mr. Mo Li.

"Your visit brings light to my humble shop, Fellow Daoist. Please step into the elegant room for a detailed discussion."

Mr. Mo Li was all smiles as he led Lu Qiu into a gracefully decorated VIP room equipped with soundproofing Restrictions.

The two sat down as host and guest. Lu Qiu presented the list of Medicinal Pills he had prepared long ago; the quantity was large, and the total price was considerable.

Mr. Mo Li listened carefully, the joy in his eyes deepening. He calculated while enthusiastically introducing the products.

At the moment when Mr. Mo Li was focused on calculating the price and bargaining, and his vigilance was relatively low.

With a thought from Lu Qiu, over a hundred Illusion Spirit Butterflies that had been hidden in the room suddenly attacked!

Seven-colored halos spread silently!

The smile on Mr. Mo Li's face froze instantly. His eyes became hollow and vacant as if he had instantly fallen into the deepest dream, losing all perception of the outside world.

Lu Qiu's gaze was like lightning, locking onto a Storage Pouch at Mr. Mo Li's waist that seemed ordinary but actually had extremely faint Soul Power fluctuations.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a condensed scarlet gold Sword Qi was ready to fire, prepared to kill Mr. Mo Li instantly and take the Storage Pouch.

However, at the critical moment just as the Sword Qi was about to leave his body.

"Little friend, please stay your hand and spare his life."

An old, weak, yet calm voice that had experienced many vicissitudes of life suddenly rang out in Lu Qiu's Sea of Consciousness!

It wasn't transmitted through the air but acted directly on his Divine Sense!

Lu Qiu's movements stopped abruptly. The Sword Qi was held back, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes!

It's here!

The remnant spirit in the ancient tripod!

He didn't respond immediately. His Divine Sense was highly concentrated, alertly scanning the surroundings while locking onto an ancient small tripod hanging at Mr. Mo Li's waist.

It was a palm-sized, ancient-styled, three-legged bronze tripod covered in copper rust.

"Since Senior has spoken, why not show yourself?" Lu Qiu transmitted through Divine Sense, his voice calm but carrying an unquestionable tone.

He did not withdraw his control over Mr. Mo Li; the illusion of the Illusion Spirit Butterflies was still maintained.

There was a moment of silence.

From the ancient tripod at Mr. Mo Li's waist, a wisp of extremely thin, almost transparent blue smoke in the outline of an old man slowly drifted out.

The smoke condensed, turning into a blurred phantom of an old man with a kind face, yet his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, carrying a weariness and vicissitude of having seen everything.

The old man's phantom slightly cupped his hands toward Lu Qiu: "This old man is True Person Ling Yun. Thank you, little friend, for momentarily ceasing your thunderous wrath. Although this boy Mo Li is dull in Aptitude, his heart is not bad, and he has provided some protection to this old man. I hope little friend can spare his life for the sake of his unintentional offense and this old man's meager face. As for this ancient tripod, if little friend is interested, you may take it."

Lu Qiu's gaze swept back and forth between the old man's remnant spirit and the unconscious Mr. Mo Li, thoughts racing in his mind.

This remnant spirit's attitude was polite and seemed to hold no malice. Moreover, it appeared truly weak, with feeble Soul Power fluctuations.

He pondered for a few breaths and slowly nodded: "Fine, since Senior has spoken, I will spare his life. But regarding today's matter..."

"Rest assured, little friend. This old man will erase his relevant memories; it will never bring any trouble to you," the Remnant Spirit of Ling Yunzi immediately promised.

Lu Qiu said no more. With a wave of his hand, the three-legged bronze tripod flew out from Mr. Mo Li's Storage Pouch and landed in his palm.

The body of the tripod was cold, carved with blurred cloud patterns, birds, and beasts. It was ancient and indeed an ancient treasure.

He then said to the Remnant Spirit of Ling Yunzi: "This place is not suitable for a long stay. Senior, please leave with me."

He had already seen that Ling Yunzi, as a remnant spirit wandering outside, relied on this ancient tripod.

Ling Yunzi glanced at Mr. Mo Li, gave a slight sigh, and his form dove into the ancient tripod.

Lu Qiu put away the Illusion Spirit Butterflies, and his figure flashed, leaving the Hundred Pills Pavilion like a ghost, disappearing into the crowd of the market after a few turns... Half an hour later, Lu Qiu had safely returned to the stone room in the Golden Drum Plain camp.

He waved his hand to set up the Inverting Five Elements Array, isolating the inside from the outside.

Then, he took out the three-legged bronze ancient tripod and placed it on the stone table in front of him.

"Senior, you can come out now. A Formation has been set up here, so it's relatively safe," Lu Qiu said calmly.

The ancient tripod vibrated slightly, and the old phantom emerged again; it was True Person Ling Yun.

He looked around, felt the fluctuations of the Formation, and nodded: "Little friend's actions are indeed thorough."

"Senior, is it now time to be honest about your true origin, why you ended up like this, and why you are residing in this ancient tripod?" Lu Qiu looked directly at the Remnant Spirit of Ling Yunzi and went straight to the point.

He wouldn't relax his guard just because the other party's attitude was polite. The remnant spirit of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, no matter how weak, required a clear understanding of its background.

The Remnant Spirit of Ling Yunzi sighed softly, and the phantom seemed to become a bit thinner. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying reminiscence and a touch of unspeakable loneliness:

"Since little friend asks, this old man shall tell the truth. My Daoist name is 'True Person Ling Yun'. I am not a Cultivator of this Tian Nan region, but from... Great Jin."

"Great Jin?" Lu Qiu's pupils contracted slightly.

That was a Holy Land of immortal cultivation countless times more vast and prosperous than Tian Nan!

"Correct. This old man was originally one of the Grand Elders of the 'Cloud Billow Sect' in Great Jin."

True Person Ling Yun continued, his tone calm yet revealing his former honor: "Hundreds of years ago, because of exploring an Ancient Restriction, several Fellow Daoists and I discovered a secret, which also brought about a fatal disaster. In the fierce battle, my Physical Body was destroyed, and my Nascent Soul was also heavily damaged, nearly dissipating. Only this remnant Primordial Spirit remained. Relying on this 'spirit nurturing tripod' ancient treasure I had obtained by chance in my early years, I managed to escape with a glimmer of life, but I also fell into a long slumber."

"Afterwards, I don't know how many years of time passed or how much spatial turbulence occurred, but this spirit nurturing tripod ended up in this Tian Nan region. After several hands, it was finally obtained by chance by this boy Mo Li. The tripod's body was damaged, and its spirituality was greatly lost. This old man's Primordial Spirit also became even weaker because of this, until I slowly woke up a few years ago. Seeing that Mo Li's Heart-Nature was acceptable and he possessed wood and fire dual Spiritual Roots, suitable for Alchemy, I secretly pointed him in the right direction and took him as a Disciple, using his hands to collect some medicinal Materials to nourish the Primordial Spirit and linger on until now."

"Great Jin... Grand Elder of the Cloud Billow Sect... Ancient Restriction..." Lu Qiu digested this information, waves rising in his heart.

He hadn't expected this remnant spirit's origin to be so shocking!

Its insights and knowledge were probably far beyond any Cultivator in the State of Yue or even all of Tian Nan!

"Thank you for your honesty, Senior."

Lu Qiu cupped his hands, his tone softening slightly. "But what are Senior's plans for the future? And what can I do?"

The Remnant Spirit of Ling Yunzi looked at Lu Qiu, a nearly imperceptible sharp light flashing in his cloudy eyes: "Little friend, at such a young age, you already have False Core cultivation, and your Divine Sense is far more condensed than those of the same stage. You also have many hidden means; your future is limitless. This old man asks for nothing else but to find a stable place to slowly recover this remnant spirit. If little friend doesn't mind, I am willing to offer my lifelong knowledge and insights as payment in exchange for your protection, and to help you walk more steadily and further on this path of immortal cultivation. What does little friend think?"

A remnant spirit of a Nascent Soul Cultivator from Great Jin had taken the initiative to propose a deal and cooperation!