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

Li Mingjin, standing on the stone platform, was startled when he saw Han Jieliu display his mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation.

Xiling Sanren's calm face finally changed, and he looked at Han Jieliu with some surprise.

"There was actually a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator hidden here. He even managed to fool my Spirit Eye Technique. I misjudged him..."

He paused, seemingly recognizing Han Jieliu's identity, and suddenly asked.

"This young friend Han... is he the elder of the Jianzhu Han family who returned from Xiaoweishan?"

"Senior, you are right. It is indeed I."

Han Jieliu remained calm as he looked at the hermit of Xiling and responded slowly.

A sense of helplessness welled up inside him, and he thought to himself silently.

"I was planning to make a quick buck and leave, but if you hadn't suddenly appeared and sealed the door, I wouldn't have been so blatant and conspicuous."

Upon hearing this, Xiling Sanren's jade-like pupils froze, and he hesitated for a moment, his eyes revealing some indecisiveness.

After all, he had been running a market in Guanglu Lake East for many years and had some connections in Xiaowei Mountain, so he could gather information.

Therefore, he not only knew about the foundation-building and Dao-cultivation of the sword cultivator ancestor of Zhengqing Peak, but also knew that some of the reasons behind it were related to Han Jieliu in front of him.

"It is said that this Han Jieliu was forced to leave the sect because of the infighting among the peaks of the Upper Sect. He has some favors with Zhengqing Peak, and may even be related to the newly promoted Elder Xue..."

"This person is young, yet he has already reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining. The magic flag in his hand is also very imposing. I don't know his background, but it doesn't seem to be an ordinary object."

"I'm not entirely confident that I can keep him here, so I'd better try to reassure him and calm him down first."

Xiling Sanren thought it over and then smiled apologetically.

"So it's you, young friend Han. I didn't recognize you at first. Don't be nervous."

"Since there are two of these Foundation Establishment spiritual objects, it means we all have a share. How about we eliminate this third one first, and then distribute them?"

Han Jieliu remained silent, but simply waved the Zhushuihefu Flag, and a gloomy and desolate spiritual atmosphere immediately spread out.

The water palace formed by the flags around himself expanded further, encompassing the entire stone chamber, guarding against every move of the Western Ridge Hermit, and he shook his head.

"Senior's cultivation is profound and your power is too great. I'm afraid that after Madam Xu... it will be my turn to feel uneasy."

"I have no intention of fighting for these two treasures; I only wish to leave. Please, senior, release the formation."

Xiling Sanren looked at the water mansion that enveloped him, remained silent for a moment, and then uttered only this sentence.

"Young friend, this treasure is of utmost importance. If you wish to leave, please wait until I have dealt with this woman, and then use this Dao-Exhausting Life-Entrusting Oath Talisman to swear an oath."

Upon hearing this, Han Jieliu felt a chill run through him.

He immediately realized that the hermit of Xiling did not seem to want to let him leave so easily.

After all, even the most solemn oaths of entrustment may not be entirely trustworthy. For example, Li Mingjin had planned this trip in advance, so he avoided this part in the oath.

The three parties could not attack each other, yet Xiling Sanren was like a cicada stalking a bird in the rear, able to reap the benefits later.

With the foreshadowing right before his eyes, and these two Foundation Establishment treasures being extremely precious and crucial to his future cultivation, how could the cunning and calculating Xiling Hermit still believe in this oath?

Rather than leaving future troubles, it's better to kill them quickly.

"Old man, if you're unwilling to let me leave, I certainly won't sit idly by and wait to die... I wonder who will have the last laugh in the end."

A chill ran through Han Jieliu's eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his heart. He was ready to strike at any moment.

On the surface, he remained motionless, standing still, and nodded slightly.

"Senior, please keep your promise. I came with my patriarch to the lakeside cave. We haven't been in touch for a long time, and I'm afraid it might worry him."

Having said that, Han Jieliu's magic flag weakened somewhat, and he retrieved the Water Mansion to quietly meditate.

Seemingly conserving his magical power, he tacitly agreed to the suggestion of the Hermit of Xiling.

When Xiling Sanren saw Han Jieliu's actions and the mention of Han Jinwei's name, he immediately felt reassured.

His gaze softened, and he once again urged the jade whisk to attack the Xu He couple.

"Fellow Daoist, you are foolish. How can you trust this old Daoist?"

"Even if we were to sacrifice our lives, it wouldn't be worth a single one of these treasures. How could we possibly part with it and give it to you..."

Seeing Han Jieliu return to the Water Mansion, Xu Yiyi sensed something was wrong and quickly put on a sweet voice.

Xiling Sanren snorted coldly, tightening his grip on the attack, completely shattering the ball of pure energy, which then drifted away.

The array in front of the cave entrance still stood, and the couple reappeared, just as the whisk was about to come towards them.

With hatred in his eyes, Xu Yiyi bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto He Zhushan.

He Zhushan's body was covered in blood, and he seemed to be in great pain, but a hint of emotion finally appeared on his usually calm face.

Although his expression was one of unbearable discomfort, it also carried a hint of relief.

He Zhushan looked at Xu Yiyi, opened his mouth as if to say something, stammered a few words, his eyes drooped, but nothing came out.

His mouth opened and closed, only managing to utter a few sounds.

"Xu Yiyi, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body shattered into several pieces like a rock bursting from a mountain.

The body was divided into several pieces, and the muscles and tendons slid down sparsely, like a long-rotted rock wall.

Instead of blood flowing from under the skin, countless poisonous insects crawled out, chirping and buzzing among themselves.

"Xu Yiyi, you bitch..."

Han Jieliu was also drawn to the commotion.

Through He Zhushan's lip reading, I understood what he wanted to say, and then fell silent.

During this visit to the mansion, He Zhushan never uttered a sound, except for occasionally whispering a few words to Xu Yiyi.

Han Jieliu's impression of him was that of a puppet.

He had thought that Xu Yiyi had cultivated the Earth Virtue to perfection, possessing profound Taoist skills and remaining as silent as a mountain. He never expected that Xu Yiyi had truly transformed him into this ghostly form.

Xiling Sanren was also somewhat surprised by the scene before him and took a deep look.

"Although I noticed early on that He Zhushan's condition was not right, I originally thought that you were cultivating [Pure Qi] and wanted to plant him as the soil of the Wu root."

"I wish to seek that [Pure Qi] Immortal Foundation---[Yingfeng Yan], which means pure qi entwining around mountains and swirling around solidified foundations."

"But I never expected that this 'pure qi' was a cover-up; what you've been cultivating is actually the 'nurturing the seed of disaster' of the 'shamanic' path."

Xiling Sanren watched as the insects, whose limbs were incomplete and whose compound eyes were still blind, crawled out of He Zhushan's body and began to devour his cool corpse. He was also shocked by Xu Yiyi's methods and sighed softly.

"What a wicked woman... She usually raises trouble from within herself, and even then, she has to cover it up."

"You are willing to implant your embryo in another's body, but the 'evil embryo' planted in this way, although it cannot cultivate a foundation for the Dao, will at least gain a reputation for 'moral transgression' and increase its power... It has some merit."