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

Han Jieliu walked through the Dasu Plain, deliberately following the route he took when he returned to his clan, reminiscing about the past.

He hoped to find the demon beast that had guarded the White Flower Fruit and chased him for a while back then.

When it comes to revenge, Han Jieliu boasts that he has a pretty good memory.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find it. The Great Stupa was so vast that Han Jieliu wasn't surprised. He just sighed and prepared to leave.

"Consider yourself lucky."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sensed the auras of two early-stage Qi Refining demons approaching from the direction of Donghe County.

"I've been searching for so long and haven't even encountered a single Qi-refining demon, but now two have appeared at once. How strange."

Although somewhat puzzled, Han Jieliu felt no other emotions when sensing the two auras; he was only curious to test his current strength.

He lowered his voice and approached the monster in front of him. Through the branches and leaves, he saw that it was a wild boar.

The two monsters appear to be in a chasing relationship.

The white raccoon behind it had cunning eyes and bloodstains on its mouth and claws. Judging from its appearance, it seemed to be very intelligent, and Han Jieliu felt that it was different from ordinary demons.

Although this wild boar also possesses spirituality, it is inherently a demon species with inferior bloodline, making it inherently inferior to others, and therefore somewhat inferior.

Demons have always valued bloodlines and distinguished themselves by their lineage, descending from the Great Demon Cave.

This seems to be a tradition, or "imagery," left behind by the immortals of their species from ancient times. It has been passed down for a long time and has even influenced the physical cultivation of humans who learn their cultivation methods.

Before them, turbid air rose from beneath the wild boar's feet, stained with gray and blood. Several times it tried to escape by riding the wind, but was forced back by the white raccoon's moves, and had no choice but to continue forward.

It kept running forward, its wounds causing multiple cuts and bleeding, which were immediately sealed by the black energy on its body, forming an irregular, writhing scar.

The wild boar's eyes were filled with fear, and all it could make were grunts and whimpers, as if begging for mercy, which grew weaker and weaker.

The white raccoon seemed to be playing a trick on the wild boar, intending to wait until it was exhausted before making its killing move.

It's just about blindly pursuing it, occasionally adding scars to it, and wasting some of your energy.

Seeing the white raccoon and the wild boar approaching in their direction, they quickly caught up.

Han Jieliu seized a good opportunity to reveal his aura, and the Zhushuihe Prefecture Flag immediately appeared in his hand.

With a wave of the government flag, the Water Mansion expanded, immediately encompassing the surrounding area, including the wild boar and the white raccoon.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, the white raccoon, with its human-like eyes, showed surprise. It immediately stopped the demonic wind beneath its body, looked around at the surrounding watery mansion, and tried to find the way out.

The wild boar, on the other hand, went berserk, and seeing the unexpected turn of events, tried to escape as quickly as possible from the white raccoon behind it.

So he ignored everything and charged straight at Han Jieliu, who was blocking his way.

As it moved, the water palace trembled, and it seemed as if someone was shouting and wielding a weapon below, creating an extremely solemn and chilling atmosphere.

Several magical water axes immediately materialized, quickly chopping the wild boar that had offended the Lord's majesty into pieces.

Han Jieliu collected the boar monster's corpse pieces and looked at the white raccoon in front of him.

Since the Water Mansion Flag was infused with three strands of spiritual energy, becoming a mid-grade Qi-refining magic weapon, it has consumed a great deal of magical power.

However, each stream of spiritual water within it transforms into a weapon that, like a wielder of justice and a warrior on behalf of the ruler, possesses the power of a low-grade magical artifact for refining qi.

If a magic weapon of medium grade or lower only has the effect of attack, it is useless to me now. That is why I gave the magic weapon I obtained from Madam Xu, such as the "Three Killing Needles", to Han Jinwei.

"This Zhushuihe Prefecture Flag truly lives up to its reputation as the exclusive weapon of the Northern Lord. The original owner of this body is quite fortunate, as this item indeed has many uses and is very powerful."

The white raccoon saw Han Jieliu kill the wild boar in front of him as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Even with divine sense probing, he couldn't discern the person's cultivation level, realizing that the person before him was at least a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

Moreover, judging from the magical artifacts he possesses and the degree of refinement of his true essence, he is probably not an ordinary rogue cultivator, but rather someone from a certain immortal sect or a powerful family.

"These human cultivators are both the easiest and the hardest to talk to..."

Seeing that it was surrounded by the water palace, it remembered the instructions its elders had given it before it left the cave, and a sense of fear arose in its heart.

With the human cultivator's gaze fixed on it, the white raccoon felt as if it had been forced into a corner, just like the wild boar that had been chased earlier.

Instead of fleeing on the wind, it lowered its body and spoke in human language.

"I beg you, sir, to spare my life. I am a demon from the Great Demon Cave, a descendant of the Immortal Yingqiu. I hope you will have mercy on me."

Han Jieliu had never seen a Qi-refining demon that could speak human language, especially one that was only at the early stage of Qi refining. He found the meaning behind its words quite interesting.

"The Great Demon Cave, the Infant Hill True Man, is actually of the Purple Mansion bloodline..."

The white raccoon had been chasing the wild boar for a long time, its aura emanating from it, yet not a single monster from the plains was willing to cause trouble.

Han Jieliu became somewhat certain of his suspicions and asked again.

"Where is the Great Demon Cave...? Since you are a descendant of the Purple Mansion, how come you are here?"

The white raccoon hadn't expected that this seemingly extraordinary human cultivator didn't even know where the Great Demon Cave was.

But he dared not say more, after all, his life and fortune were still in the hands of others, so he answered honestly.

"I want to let you know, sir. The Great Demon Cave is located in the east of the sky. It is the ancestral land of all demons, but few lesser demons can go there. I have never seen it, but I have heard my elders talk about it a lot."

"It has various demon caves under its jurisdiction. Only those where great demons of the Purple Mansion reside can be called demon caves; otherwise, they are only called demon nests."

"I was cultivating in a demon cave in the north, opened by the ancestor Yingqiu Zhenren. I was surrounded by my relatives. Later, I met a monk on an outing. He said that I was a white raccoon and that I was evil by nature. He wanted to convert me into a good creature."

"Of course I refused, so I used the methods my father gave me to escape and landed on the plains near the Donghe County to cultivate. Later, something happened in the Wudi area there, and it became turbulent. It seems that a Purple Mansion was about to die."

The white raccoon dog was very good at talking, as if it was an innate ability of its kind. It even showed some unspeakable expression on its face, as if that memory was not good.

"In that place at that time, large owls often flew by, and birds cried incessantly, as if in mourning. It was especially eerie at night. Newborn children cried like owls, which even frightened me."

"Because the commotion was so great, I was afraid of being implicated, so I quickly left that place and came here..."

Upon hearing the news about the witch's land mentioned in his words, Han Jieliu felt a stirring in his heart. Recalling the incident of his family members encountering owls in the forest, he immediately asked.

"How did you know that the Purple Mansion's lifespan had ended? And when did that happen?"

When Bai Hao saw Han Jieliu ask this question suddenly, he thought for a moment and answered.

"It happened a long time ago, about a year ago. It caused a great uproar in and around Donghe County."

"But according to the demons from Donghe County, things are much calmer over there now."