Chapter 1181: Volume 7 Across the Human World Chapter 1177 Traces

He glanced at the token on the ground, then looked at the astonished eyes of the other attendants and let out a wry smile:

“It’s a Sound Transmission Talisman from the Great Elders, ordering us to gather all the materials listed in the jade slips within three days. From the tone of the Great Elders, these materials seem to be quite rare, for use in Artifact Refining. Brothers, it seems we have to set aside other affairs and focus all our efforts on completing the Great Elders’ commands first.”

Upon hearing this, the rest of the Sect Masters were all shocked.

“Since it’s an order from the Great Elders, naturally, we should prioritize this matter. Let’s check the materials listed in the jade slips, take out immediately what we have in the Sect’s stock, and for what’s missing, go to The Ancient Sword Sect and Hundred Possibilities Pavilion at once to see what can be found. Hundred Possibilities Pavilion is particularly proficient in Artifact Refining; they should be able to gather all the materials. Otherwise, the Great Elders wouldn’t have only given us three days,” said one of the older grey-robed elders decisively.

Including the blue-robed cultivator, the rest of the attendants naturally nodded repeatedly.

After discussing for a few moments, these Foundation Establishment attendants then rode their magical tools and left the attic, hastily beginning the coordination of the materials listed in the jade slips.

Three days later, the blue-robed cultivator arrived outside Mother-Child Peak carrying a bulging storage pouch with the materials but was naturally stopped by the restrictive formations around Mother-Child Peak.

This Foundation Establishment Disciple released a Sound Transmission Talisman and then took out the storage pouch, respectfully holding it there with both hands.

After a short while, the mist formed by the prohibitions suddenly roiled, and a streak of green light shot out from within the mist.

With a flash of enlightenment, the green light whisked away the storage pouch from the hands of the blue-robed cultivator.

The blue-robed cultivator’s heart tightened. He bowed several times towards the mist and then respectfully flew away on his artifact.

Peace was instantaneously restored in front of Mother-Child Peak, as if nothing had ever happened.

Inside the dwelling on Mother-Child Peak, Han Li retracted the Humanoid Puppet and examined the materials in the storage pouch with an indifferent expression and his Divine Sense.

“Not bad, they’ve indeed managed to gather everything. It seems that the attendants within the Sect are quite capable,” he murmured with satisfaction a moment later.

“As the Great Elder of the Drifting Cloud Sect, how could they dare not do their utmost? However, I didn’t expect you to have them send the auxiliary materials for refining the Fire Spirit Silk as well. You do not cultivate fire attribute arts,” said the child figure, appearing once more on the cauldron furnace, looking at Han Li with a strange gaze.

“I’m well aware of that, but I have an item that can control Spiritual Fire and condense spirit threads, even without much fire spiritual Qi in my body. This item is a treasure that naturally gave birth to Fire Spirit Silk. Using it again to refine Fire Spirit Silk is most appropriate,” Han Li said calmly and with a flip of his hand from his waist, a fiery-red cauldron emerged with a soaring flight, spinning and suspending in front of him.

The child narrowed his eyes and examined the Flame Cauldron for a couple of glances, didn’t say anything but nodded his head.

Han Li gave a slight smile, then upended the storage pouch onto the ground.

A flash of white light later, the ground suddenly piled up with a dozen large and small jade boxes and wooden cases.

Han Li pointed a finger lightly at the Flame Cauldron.

The crimson cauldron lid flew silently upward; a rumbling noise came from within the cauldron as it released a cluster of fiery-red flames. In a blink of an eye, it transformed into more than a dozen fiery-red Fire Ravens, circling and dancing around the Flame Cauldron.

“Flame Essence Transformation! Although the power of this treasure is average, it indeed is a pure fire attribute object, suitable for refining the Fire Spirit Silk in your stead. However, even so, these living ravens emerged from this cauldron and are not shaped by your Mana. Operating it will undoubtedly be somewhat cumbersome. Using this method to refine Fire Spirit Silk, you will likely need to consume a great deal of concentration. A single careless moment may jeopardize the whole effort,” warned the child.

“Please rest assured, Daoist Tian Lan. If Han Li lacks anything, it is not patience,” Han Li replied with a laugh, unconcerned.

Upon hearing Han Li’s words, the child naturally did not try to persuade further.

Han Li then formed incantations with both hands and cast a spell on the Flame Cauldron.

Immediately, the cauldron spun and grew rapidly in size, quickly enlarging several times.

Only then did Han Li flick his sleeves, as the translucent object instantly flew out from his sleeve and plunged into the cauldron and disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, a loud rumble came from the Flame Cauldron as fiery-red flames appeared on its surface, and a light shot up into the sky from within. The blob of gel seemed to become ethereal within the fiery blaze, with several Fire Ravens in pursuit, forcing it above the flames.

Seeing this, Han Li’s expression tightened. His ten fingers moved quickly, and several differently colored incantations struck the Fire Ravens at the same time.

These Fire Ravens became agitated, each aiming at the translucent object and furiously releasing a torrent of fire.

The object, as if able to absorb the fire from the Fire Ravens, gradually turned red as it was tempered by the flames, and its shape began to change.

Han Li reached towards a jade box on the ground in front of him, the lid of the box shot out automatically, revealing a pale blue paste inside.

With a flick of his finger, the paste flew into the cauldron, instantly turning into blue liquid upon contact with the fire and was completely absorbed by a transparent substance, not a drop remained.

Seeing this, Han Li’s heart leapt with joy, his incantations ceased for a moment, and from his fingertips, streaks of green silk shot out, all vanishing into the scarlet flames.

The flames suddenly surged several feet higher, while a humming sound faintly emanated from within the cauldron, but Han Li’s expression remained stern…

Two months later, a streak of green light headed straight for the main peak of Drifting Cloud Sect, then with a flash that vanished in an instant, reappeared at the entrance of the grand hall at the foot of the mountain, revealing Han Li’s figure as the light faded.

Over a dozen Drifting Cloud Sect disciples guarding the hall were shocked and hurriedly knelt in worship upon recognizing Han Li.

Han Li waved his hand dismissively and lifted his foot, disappearing from the spot, only to mysteriously appear inside the hall the next moment.

The disciples were naturally startled and couldn’t help but look towards the direction he went.

It seemed that Han Li only took a few steps, but his figure flickered a few times and then disappeared into the corridor.

Beyond their fright, these gatekeepers of the hall grew even more reverent towards the Great Elder of their sect.

When Han Li appeared in the side hall of the grand hall, Lu Luo, the person truly in charge of Drifting Cloud Sect affairs, was pacing back and forth, a look of anxiety barely concealed on his face.

“Senior Disciple Han, you have finally come out of seclusion. It seems that you have received the Sound Transmission Talisman I sent,” said Lu Luo, his face lightening up upon seeing Han Li, and the anxious look seemed to fade slightly.

Han Li smiled faintly and appeared in front of a wooden chair with a shimmer, sitting down casually before responding:

“The Sound Transmission Talisman said that Martial Nephew Bai and others have gone missing in Devilfall Valley. The matter is indeed peculiar and since it even involves Peiling and my Unofficial Disciple, I naturally have to come and uncover the truth.”

“Indeed, the situation is rather curious. Martial Nephew Bai and the others have been in Devilfall Valley for half a year. They should have returned to the sect by now. However, according to the letters of the disciples I sent to search, only the Sect Masters saw Martial Nephew Bai and the two others enter the valley, but no one saw them leave. There were Sect Masters who encountered the three in the outer valley, but they strangely disappeared in Devilfall Valley not long after. I fear that the three of them might have…” Lu Luo trailed off.

“Could it be that they entered the inner valley and encountered danger or got trapped somewhere?” Han Li picked up the conversation calmly, his demeanor revealing none of his internal thoughts.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I meant. The inner valley of Devilfall Valley is still very dangerous, but since you, little brother, have advanced to a great cultivator and have breached the inner valley once before, a rough search of the inner valley should pose no problems, right?” Lu Luo asked hesitantly.

“Hmm, the tears in space within the inner valley of Devilfall Valley pose little threat to me. As long as I steer clear of the particularly dangerous places, there should be no significant risks. I have just finished Artifact Refining, so I’ll make the trip.” Han Li responded decisively, after only brief consideration.

“That would be for the best. I’ll have to trouble you then. However, as a Great Elder of our sect and bearing the rise and fall of the sect on your shoulders, you must prioritize your own safety,” Lu Luo sounded pleased initially but then immediately remembered something and quickly cautioned.

“Senior Martial Brother Lu, rest assured, there shouldn’t be anyone in Tian Luo capable of harming me. Nor will I recklessly take risks,” said Han Li with a smile, not concerned at all, yet he couldn’t help but recall the Heaven Extermination Devil Corpse he had lost in Devilfall Valley years ago.

Could the disappearance of the three women have something to do with that Devil Corpse? For no apparent reason, this eerie thought emerged in Han Li’s mind.

Feeling a slight oddity in his heart, Han Li maintained a calm exterior, chatting with Lu Luo for a while longer before taking his leave unhurriedly.

Two days later, after visiting Nangong Wan in the forbidden area, Han Li left Drifting Cloud Sect alone and headed straight for Devilfall Valley.

A month later, in Chang Province within the State of Dongyu, three streaks of light were speeding through the air and suddenly began to circle above an unnamed small mountain before descending, revealing three large men. Each man was tall and muscular, with two differently colored flying pitchforks on their shoulders, and faces that were somewhat similar, almost as if they were brothers.

Atop the small mountain, three other Sect Masters had already been waiting there. There was an old man, a middle-aged scholar, and a young man with a faint smile on his face.

“Haha, we’ve kept you waiting, Brother Hou! My brothers and I were delayed by some matters on the way, I hope you don’t mind. Eh, are these two Daoist friends also disciples of your sect?” The oldest of the large men, with a hearty laugh, addressed the old man jovially, but after a glance at the young man and the middle-aged cultivator, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

That was because he immediately noticed that the old man and the middle-aged scholar both stood deferentially by the young man’s side, an attitude of respect on their faces. Even when the large man greeted him, the elder could only respond with a restrained smile and did not dare to initiate a conversation with them.

This naturally surprised those large men, and a sweep of their spiritual sense towards the young man only intensified their shock.

It was as if the young man’s body was enshrouded in mist; their spiritual senses came back without discerning any results, totally unable to gauge his mana depth.

The expressions of the three large men drastically changed!

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