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

After bidding farewell to the two from Dongquan Peak, Han Jieliu continued flying forward.

However, the lake had become a battlefield, with cultivators seeing their chance to establish a foundation cave suddenly slip away and no powerful figures overseeing the situation.

So, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, they stopped restraining themselves and started fighting.

Not only did they hunt down disciples of Xiaowei Mountain, but ambushing and killing among rogue cultivators was also commonplace. When the fighting got intense, even the lake water below turned completely green.

"They didn't invite me to play battle royale..."

Upon seeing this, Han Jieliu immediately concealed his presence and headed towards the north bank.

But as soon as he arrived, the rogue cultivators all retreated, and not one of them dared to come up and cause trouble.

Han Jieliu was initially puzzled, but when he suddenly saw the five storage bags hanging from his waist, he felt it made sense.

In this situation, what difference is there between this and having five severed heads hanging from one's waist?

Further ahead lies the territory of the Yinlin Zhou family.

He could vaguely see a group of cultivators dressed in Zhou family robes clearing out and killing lone rogue cultivators in the distance.

The group of cultivators worked together seamlessly, seemingly not for the first time. They ambushed and killed the enemy, destroyed the corpses and seized the treasures, all in one smooth motion, acting even more like tribulation cultivators than tribulation cultivators themselves.

So Han Jieliu changed direction and headed towards Donglu Market.

Before he had gone far, Han Jieliu noticed the family token in his arms vibrating, sensing that someone was flying down from below.

Upon closer inspection, the man, with his hands behind his back, riding the wind, dressed in green and carrying a sword, was quite dashing; it was none other than their own patriarch, Han Jinwei.

"Patriarch, have you emerged from seclusion?"

Han Jieliu originally thought that after sending a message home, the person sent would be Han Jieyu or Han Chiting, but he did not expect that it was Han Jinwei who came in person.

He noticed that Han Jinwei looked much younger than he had seen him two years ago.

Although his expression was calm, a sharp and charismatic spirit emanated from him, giving Han Jieliu a very different feeling.

It seemed as if a proud blue goose was lowering its feathers, hiding under his sleeve, ready to take flight and soar through the sky at any moment.

Seeing such an imposing manner, Han Jieliu guessed what was going on and immediately smiled.

"I see. Congratulations to the patriarch for his success in seclusion and for comprehending the realm of sword energy."

"Hahaha, Liu'er, I couldn't hide it from you after all... I had just come out of seclusion when I received your message, so I came to the lake in person."

Han Jinwei had just broken through the barrier that had troubled him for many years, and his mind was at ease. He gently stroked the Lingqing Sword Dao.

Han Jieliu noticed that Han Jinwei also had three storage bags of different styles on his waist.

Clearly, he had just been swimming on the lake and couldn't contain himself; he had already tested his sword.

Han Jinwei also noticed Han Jieliu's waist. The two exchanged a knowing smile, their understanding unspoken.

Han Jieliu untied the prepared storage bag, which contained many magical spiritual resources, the Three Fiend Needles, and the book "Guangxiao's Wonderful Answers on Pregnancy and Nourishment," and handed it to Han Jinwei.

Han Jinwei used his divine sense to examine the contents, then took the calamity-inducing earthen box handed to him by Han Jieliu. After listening to the story, he smiled helplessly.

"It's actually an ancient method for building a foundation in witchcraft... My family has been acquiring all these things lately. Originally, we were based on the element of wood, but now we're going astray."

"This thing is indeed strange, but it can be used as a kind of Qi-refining combat power that our family is currently lacking, and it can be used in an emergency."

Han Jieliu, thinking about the fate he had just discovered, suddenly felt uneasy and asked Han Jinwei about it.

"Master, I have rarely returned to the clan these past two years. Has anything strange happened at home or in Huannan?"

Seeing the seriousness in Han Jieliu's question, Han Jin pondered for a moment.

"I went into seclusion quite early, so I don't know much about what happened in Huannan. I only know that there have been several inexplicable killings in the mortal realm, and the blood and energy of the dead have been completely drained. It seems to be the work of demonic cultivators."

"Many of the mortals in my family who died in the beast tide also showed similar signs. I went to investigate back then, but I didn't see anything, and the matter was left unresolved."

As if remembering something, Han Jinwei suddenly paused and said, a serious expression on his face.

"Speaking of recent events, a strange thing happened in my family a few days ago."

"Just six days ago, a member of the clan who was stationed at Dingshan Hall at night suddenly disappeared."

"This man did not return until two days later. He looked strange and stammered, saying that he had a dream in which he heard someone calling him from the Great Stupa. In the dream, a large owl was leading him into the forest."

He opened his eyes and found himself deep in the forest. Terrified, he turned to flee, only to see a giant owl, as tall as a man, standing on a tree, looking at him. Below the tree was a limp corpse.

"The moment he saw the corpse, he froze on the spot; the corpse's face was exactly the same as his."

Before he could think any further, the corpse's eyes turned into black owls and fell down, its mouth was stretched open, and many wet little owls crawled out from it, which was very strange.

"At first, it was just saliva and drool, and the things that crawled out later were covered in blood and bitter yellow bile. They stood up like people and circled around him."

"The great owl flew down from the tree and spoke to him in human language. It only uttered a few words, but he was so terrified that he fainted after hearing them. The great owl only said—"

"You moved your son, Erwu, and took his destroyed home; yet you diligently cared for him, providing him with fine food and drink..."

After Han Jin finished recounting this matter, he was also filled with sorrow, and even the joy of breaking through in swordsmanship diminished somewhat.

He let out a long sigh and added.

"The person who encountered this matter is of the same generation as you, and is Han Jiemao, who cultivates the path of [Fengsi]."

Han Jieliu cultivates the Dao of breath control and self-cultivation, which is most concerned with the path of life and destiny.

After hearing this, he knew exactly what was going on, and his expression was not pleasant.

"[Fengsi] is close to the Yin and has become involved in witchcraft. No wonder this person was drawn to it... The witchcraft is most prevalent in the forest east of my home. It's hard to say that the two are not related."

"I just received the 'Guangxiao's Wonderful Answer on Pregnancy and Nourishment' a few days ago, and this coincidence happened at home. It's like the person in Dongyang Tian wanted me to cultivate the 'Yujing Sanchuan Jue'. Could this cultivation method also be something someone wanted me to obtain? Is it for some use?"

Han Jieliu had many things he couldn't say, and remained silent, only looking at Han Jinwei and asking quietly.

"Then... how did the head of the family deal with this person?"

Some advanced cultivation techniques can bewitch the mind and cause changes in people's minds. This knowledge is not surprising to some cultivators who have been struggling in the world of cultivation for a long time.

Although it's not easy to say it directly, many cultivation families have hidden records in their family histories that subtly remind their descendants.

As the head of the Han family, Han Jinwei was naturally aware of this matter and looked towards the distant Dasu Plain.

Knowing that someone might be plotting this behind the scenes, he could only whisper.

"What else can I do... I've tried to investigate, but I can't see anything from either side."

"Then I wrote down those sixteen characters and sent them to the family's legal archives, and sent someone to look them up to see if I could find any clues."

"The man didn't bring anything back with him. Apart from being startled, there was nothing strange about him. So we took him to the clan prison and sent Hu'erbao, who was knowledgeable in witchcraft, to guard him."