Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

The next morning, as the sunlight pierced through the mist, it shone upon the land of Xiaowei Mountain.

Han Jieliu's expression was indifferent; he had already opened his eyes and ended his meditation.

He gently reached out and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy that struck the stone wall beside him, leaving a faint white mark.

He looked at the white mark, his heart sank again, and he pondered silently.

Sure enough, the shattering of his spiritual aperture brought him more than one set of harms.

Aside from being unable to cultivate, because the spiritual aperture is "leaking," the amount of spiritual energy that can be stored inside is now only two-thirds of its normal level.

Moreover, every bit of spiritual energy used is lost, and it cannot be replenished through the daily circulation within the body. Each time spiritual energy is used, it takes a considerable amount of time to recover.

Insufficient spiritual energy weakens the power of spells.

"My current strength is probably similar to what I was when I first entered the Qi Refining stage. In addition, the 'Yu Jing San Chuan Jue' I cultivate is not good at offensive combat, so I should be more cautious and avoid fighting with others in the future."

Han Jieliu was a cautious person in both his present and past lives, always thinking things through carefully before acting and never taking risks.

Since his current strength is at the bottom of the Qi Refining Realm, he will not get involved in anything above the Fetal Breathing Realm in the future.

"If you practice embryonic breathing, you can defeat ordinary people; if you practice Qi cultivation, you can practice embryonic breathing again... The difference between these realms is like a chasm. If you do things this way, you will never fail."

"No, no, this is the world of cultivation. It's best to avoid making moves before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage."

Han Jieliu shook his head, denying his previous idea, stood up, and patted the two storage bags at his waist.

Suddenly, two storage bags, one blue and one white, flew to my front and swayed gently in the air.

The white storage bag was given to me by Liu Zhouxing yesterday, while the blue one is the one I always use.

"Zheng Qingfeng is quite generous. In addition to the fifty sect contribution points he received as a reward from the sect for saving the direct descendants of the Seven Peaks, he also gave me fifty spirit stones and a [Minor Righteous Qi]. Perhaps this is compensation for the interruption of my cultivation path caused by saving people."

Han Jieliu silently looked at the contents of the white storage bag.

Xiaowei Mountain is mainly divided into seven peaks, and almost every peak has a master at the Foundation Establishment stage presiding over it.

Those who reach the seventh level of Qi Refining can be called "Master Uncle" and become elders of various peaks, or teachers, just like their own cheap master, Daoist Huayun.

The junior sister he saved was a disciple of a sword cultivator master on Zhengqing Peak, and held a very high position.

"It's said that that senior uncle not only cultivates swordsmanship, but his cultivation has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, with a strong possibility of Foundation Establishment. The original owner's risking his life to save this junior sister was probably also to establish this connection for the family..."

Han Jieliu inherited the memories and knew that the original owner had deep feelings for the Han family and considered the family in almost everything.

Since refining his Qi, aside from cultivation, he has devoted almost all his time in the sect to managing the family affairs.

This also made him curious about what kind of family could cultivate such clansmen in such a cruel and selfish cultivation world.

"It's just a pity that it came at the cost of his own life..."

Han Jieliu had always been a loner in his previous life, and having lost his parents at a young age, he naturally couldn't understand this approach.

"Never mind, I'll be going home soon anyway. Since I've taken over your body and inherited your karma, if I continue my cultivation path in the future and have the strength to do so, I will naturally take care of the entire family."

Han Jieliu stopped thinking about it, gently tugged at the pouch, and took out the contents.

"Fifty spirit stones."

The spirit stones were piled up on the ground, and their heavy weight made Han Jieliu touch them again and again.

It should be noted that the original owner of this body had only accumulated a little over eighty spirit stones after three years of Qi Refining, including salary, missions, and family support.

Now, there are fifty of them at once, and these spirit stones are not even the most valuable ones.

Han Jieliu picked up the [Minor Righteous Qi], and the pale white spiritual energy gently surged within the bottle, peaceful and slow.

The original owner had heard of the name "Xiao Zheng Wei Qi" in his early years. This spiritual energy was the most famous and unique spiritual energy of Xiao Wei Mountain.

Its nature is extremely peaceful and balanced, and almost all cultivators on the path of cultivation can absorb and consume it, which also helps to strengthen their foundation.

Normally, such a treasure would sell for a high price of 120 spirit stones, and it is often priceless. I never expected that Zheng Qingfeng would be willing to give me such a treasure.

"Could this junior sister be the daughter of that senior uncle, or is there some other relationship...?"

Han Jieliu couldn't think of any reason, so he could only guess.

The fragments of the original owner's memories are not blurry; they were present after arriving at the sect. However, the part about saving the junior sister a month ago is not very clear.

Han Jieliu originally thought it was just a side effect of the broken spiritual aperture and the original body's brief death, but now he thought of a deeper possibility.

"Just compensation doesn't seem to explain it, after all, cultivators aren't exactly benevolent people..."

He knew that the various peaks of the sect were not harmonious, and there were naturally various factions and families vying for sect resources.

Since that senior uncle of Zhengqing Peak has the potential to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, perhaps this unexpected incident targeting his junior sister is a test by another peak.

Han Jieliu felt a chill in his heart, having anticipated this possibility.

The silence of his master, Daoist Huayun, seemed to confirm this view, suggesting that he might indeed have been drawn into some factional struggle.

Han Jieliu's face darkened, and he sighed inwardly at the original owner of the body.

"How foolish... The sect is in turmoil and there's going to be some trouble, yet you dare to step forward at this time."

However, there's no point in saying anything now. The purges in the cultivation world are far more severe than those in companies or government in my previous life. They often involve killing and wiping out entire families. I can only be more cautious.

Han Jieliu put everything into the blue storage bag and used his divine sense to explore it.

Inside was the original owner's accumulated wealth over many years. Not counting miscellaneous items, plus fifty new ones, there were a total of one hundred and thirty-six spirit stones, as well as many cultivation manuals and classic texts, which were exchanged for the family.

Han Jieliu casually flipped through the books and found a total of six books on fetal breathing techniques, two books on qi cultivation techniques, covering various categories, as well as several books on various arts of immortal cultivation and geographical information, such as "Records of the Outer Desert's Realities and Scenic Spots" and "The Journey to the East".

Among them, Han Jieliu was most concerned about the two magical artifacts in the bag.

He patted his waist, put away the rest of his things, and summoned two magical artifacts separately.

Because the original owner rarely left the sect and had little need for combat, the magical artifact configuration was very simple, consisting of only a flying sword and a black cloud.

The flying sword is quite ordinary, a low-grade Qi Refining sword called "Flying Clear Sword". It doesn't have any special attributes, but its strength lies in its lightness, agility, and ease of use.

This dark cloud, however, has quite a background. It is a low-grade Qi Refining stage cloud called "Grievance Wind".

It was originally made by a master craftsman. If it had been infused with good spiritual energy, it could have reached the middle or even upper grade. It's just a pity that it was eventually interfered with by gloomy energy and dropped in grade.

Although its speed is much faster than other magic weapons of the same level, driving it for too long can easily cause spiritual energy to stagnate and also affect the cultivator's mood. Han Jieliu bought it for forty spirit stones at a trade fair.

The original owner usually used a flying sword for transportation and rarely used this "Grief Wind".

"In the end, it's still because we're poor. We lack the most important defensive magic artifact for cultivators. Now that we have these fifty spirit stones, we might consider it."

Han Jieliu lowered his head and pondered.

With leaving the sect imminent, improving one's own strength is now crucial to avoid being attacked without any means of retaliation.

"Let's go to the sect's trading market and library first."

Han Jieliu made up his mind, opened the cave's protective barrier, mounted his Flying Clear Sword, and soared away.