The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Yang Qingyuan had already considered this, and immediately cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "For the first treasure, this disciple desires an Invisible Needle Talisman."

"Hmm." Li Huayuan nodded slightly upon hearing this, not minding at all.

He had already crafted a genuine magic weapon, and since he also possessed three Invisible Needle Talismans, he didn't take it to heart and remarked, "Good eye."

"This talisman is an invisible needle; even the divine sense of us Core Formation cultivators cannot detect it."

"With this talisman, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could be ambushed by you."

"And the second treasure? Which one would you like to choose?"

Yang Qingyuan responded directly, "This disciple wants the inner core of that Blood Thread Dragon."

If this inner core could be fed to the Ink Dragon, it would be enough to make the Ink Dragon's strength advance by leaps and bounds.

Li Huayuan frowned slightly, his face darkening, and coldly replied, "Yang Qingyuan, your cultivation is too low, and you are still too young."

"Even if I gave you a level-five demon core, you wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Here's what we'll do, here's a piece of iron essence for you."

Yang Qingyuan could even control Nangong Wan, a Core Formation cultivator, let alone a demon core, but unfortunately Li Huayuan just didn't want to give it to him.

Li Huayuan, considering Yang Qingyuan's backing by Lei Wanhe, was willing to fulfill his promise and let Yang Qingyuan choose two treasures.

But Li Huayuan had already planned to use that demon core to feed the Silver-Armored Horned Python, so he wouldn't let Yang Qingyuan benefit from it.

"What? You're unwilling?" Seeing that Yang Qingyuan hadn't replied for a long time, Li Huayuan said coldly, "I possess the Three Yang Body, and the iron essence I refine is a treasure that Core Formation stage sword cultivators dream of."

"Even if Senior Brother Lei were here, he would be tempted."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyuan understood that Li Huayuan had made up his mind not to give him the demon core, so he could only reply, "This disciple thanks Elder for bestowing this treasure."

Li Huayuan nodded slightly, took out a palm-sized black iron block from his storage bag, and introduced it, "This iron essence is quite heavy. It was originally meant for my natal flying sword."

"I'll just take the loss."

After saying this, he handed the iron essence and an invisible needle talisman to Yang Qingyuan.

Yang Qingyuan accepted the two treasures and put them into his storage bag, then silently stepped aside.

When Han Li, Chen Qiaotian, and the others saw that Yang Qingyuan had obtained two priceless treasures, they felt a pang of envy.

Immediately afterwards, Li Huayuan looked at Han Li and said, "Yang Qingyuan has already become Senior Brother Lei's disciple, so I cannot accept him as my apprentice."

"Besides him, you brought out the most medicinal herbs."

"What's your name? How many years have you been practicing?"

Han Li was quite surprised to learn that Li Huayuan actually had the idea of ​​taking him as a disciple.

With Mo Juren's lesson still fresh in his mind, Han Li really didn't want to become Li Huayuan's disciple, but he also didn't have the courage to refuse a Core Formation cultivator. So he could only bite the bullet and say, "Disciple Han Li has been a disciple for almost three years."

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan stood with his hands behind his back, his face stern, and said, "Han Li, you have rendered a great service to our sect this time!"

"I intend to take you under my wing as a disciple, on a nominal basis. Would you be willing?"

Han Li inwardly groaned, but still feigned excitement, bowing several times to Grandmaster Li and saying, "Disciple greets Master!"

Seeing this, Li Huayuan was very satisfied with Han Li's performance. He reached out to help Han Li up, took out a jade-green longsword from his storage bag, and said, "Very good!"

"Han Li, from this day forward, you are my disciple, Li Huayuan."

"This top-grade magic weapon, the 'Azure Light Blade,' shall be my gift to you, Master."

"If you successfully establish your foundation, I will take you to my place and accept you as my formal disciple."

Seeing this, Chen Qiaotian and the other disciples of Huangfeng Valley were filled with envy.

Yang Qingyuan had anticipated this, so he remained calm.

"Let's go." Seeing that the Blood Forbidden Land had come to an end, Li Huayuan released the Silver-Armored Horned Python, which carried everyone away, heading towards the gate of Yellow Maple Valley.

After returning to the mountain gate, Yang Qingyuan went straight to his residence on Black Stone Peak and slept soundly for two days and two nights before he recovered from his fatigue and felt refreshed.

On the very third day, Uncle Wang arrived with the final reward of the Blood Trial: the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Logically speaking, more than forty spiritual herbs should be enough to exchange for at least four Foundation Establishment Pills.

However, Uncle Wang only brought two Foundation Establishment Pills, informing him that twenty spiritual herbs had been taken away by Lei Wanhe under the guise of a thank-you gift.

Upon hearing that Lei Wanhe had returned to the mountain gate, Yang Qingyuan had the idea of ​​asking Lei Wanhe for the Foundation Establishment Technique.

He has now cultivated to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, and it's time for him to establish his foundation.

After seeing off his Uncle Wang, Yang Qingyuan patted his storage bag, scattering numerous treasures, and began to take stock of his gains from the trip.

First, there are two Foundation Establishment Pills, plus two more from the Ascension to Immortality Conference, and the Foundation Establishment Pill from Senior Brother Lu, for a total of five.

Now all that's left is to obtain a suitable cultivation method from Lei Wanhe before I can go into seclusion to establish my foundation.

In addition, there are a number of top-grade magical artifacts, such as the Azure Condensation Mirror, Crystal Ball, Yellow Silk Umbrella, Cloud-Stepping Boots, Ice Soul Sword, Rain Flower Sword, and so on.

It also includes two talisman treasures: one is Feng Yue's gilded blade talisman treasure, and the other is a brand-new invisible needle talisman treasure.

As for the piece of iron essence given to him by Li Huayuan, Yang Qingyuan planned to refine it into his seven flying swords after he established his foundation.

Finally, there's the spirit pet, the Black Dragon.

The black dragon was still unconscious, but the healing pills it had taken earlier were taking effect, healing its injuries.

After organizing the items, Yang Qingyuan took out a golden box from his storage bag.

This box is the one from the underground swamp; it is itself an indestructible treasure.

There were no powerful restrictions on the box, and Yang Qingyuan opened it easily.

Inside the enormous box was only a palm-sized cyan token.

The token bears the two characters "神风" (Shenfeng) in ancient seal script on the front, clearly serving as proof of entry into the Crimson Forbidden Land.

After the formation of Eagle Sorrow Gorge is repaired, Yang Qingyuan will be able to enter and leave the Crimson Forbidden Land at any time.

Just then, a silver communication talisman flew in from outside the door.

"Disciple, your master has returned to Yellow Maple Valley. Quickly come to Thundercloud Peak and Thunder Sound Cave to choose your cultivation method."

After reviewing Lei Wanhe's communication talisman, Yang Qingyuan was overjoyed. After organizing the many treasures, he stepped onto the green leaf magic artifact and headed straight for Lei Yun Peak.

By the time they reached Leiyun Peak, it was already dusk, and the setting sun was like blood.

Yang Qingyuan could see a cave halfway up Leiyun Peak from afar.

At that moment, a woman in blue was already waiting in front of the cave.

The woman was dressed in a blue palace gown. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her skin was like solidified cream, and her face was radiant and beautiful, like a celestial being. She had a slender waist, a fair neck, and an ethereal, otherworldly air. Her cultivation level was at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan was very puzzled, thinking to himself, "I've never heard of Lei Wanhe having any other disciples or descendants..."

The woman in blue also saw Yang Qingyuan, and stepped onto her silk ribbon magic weapon to greet him, saying from afar, "Are you Junior Brother Yang Qingyuan?"

Yang Qingyuan nodded slightly, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Indeed, may I ask who you are, Senior Sister?"

The woman smiled and introduced herself, "My name is Nie Ying. Elder Lei asked me to guide you here."