Chapter 1194: Spirit-Gathering Pearl

At one of the guest pavilions of the Falling Cloud Sect, Mu Mu Peiling was standing in front of one of them, looking toward the high sky from time to time.

Suddenly, green light flashed in the sky, and a streak of rainbow shot over, landing after circling once above the pavilion.

"Greetings, Young Master! The people from the Ghost Spirit Sect are resting in the building, and the other two women are in the C-character building." As Han Li appeared in front of the building, Mu Mu Peiling stepped forward a few steps and said softly.

"Understood, you may go down first." Han Li looked at the pavilion behind Mu Mu Peiling, then glanced at another one not far away, nodding indifferently.

Mu Mu Peiling bowed respectfully upon hearing this and transformed into a streak of white light, leaving.

Han Li flickered, appearing at the entrance of the pavilion. After scanning with his spiritual sense, he walked in with composure.

In the main hall on the first floor of the pavilion, two men and one woman were sitting there talking about something. The men were a bone-thin yellow-robed giant and an old man with an exceptionally pale face. The woman was a beautiful young woman in her twenties, as beautiful as a flower; it was precisely Yan Yan'er.

At this moment, the three were talking, but none could hide the trace of anxiety in their brows.

When Han Li appeared at the entrance of the hall, the three pairs of eyes swept over immediately. Once they saw Han Li's face clearly, all three stood up in surprise to welcome him.

"Three Fellow Daoists, no need for formalities. Let's sit down and talk." Before the three could speak, Han Li flickered eerily, appearing on a wooden chair opposite the three, waving his hand indifferently.

The three of them had not been able to see him clearly at all.

"Then we won't stand on ceremony." The pale-faced old man felt a chill in his heart, but immediately replied with a full face of smiles.

The three sat down again.

"Fairy Yan, it has been so many years. You have finally advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. In this way, you and I can address each other as peers." Han Li examined the young woman, whose charm was even greater than before, and suddenly smiled lightly.

This Yan Yan'er, who was the number one female disciple among the younger generation of Yue Kingdom back then, had actually succeeded in condensing a Nascent Soul and become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist Han is joking. I only just broke through the bottleneck not long ago, while you are already the number one cultivator in Tiannan. How can I compare to you, Fellow Daoist Han? This time, I have come to ask for your help, Fellow Daoist Han." Yan Yan'er looked at Han Li carefully, but a complex look appeared on her beautiful face.

Han Li smiled faintly, did not respond, and his gaze swept toward the other two Ghost Spirit Sect elders, finally landing on the old man's face.

"Fellow Daoist is Elder Zhong, right? Back in the Fallen Devil Valley, Han Mou saw you from afar."

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Han to still remember this old man; I am somewhat flattered." The old man chuckled a few times upon hearing this.

"The Ghost Spirit Sect seems to be facing a great enemy right now. The three of you hold important positions in the Ghost Spirit Sect; why are you not in the Yue Kingdom dealing with the enemy, but instead came to my sect together to specifically see me? What is the matter?" Han Li asked straightforwardly.

Seeing Han Li's manner of not wanting to beat around the bush, Yan Yan'er and the others looked at each other, revealing a look of hesitation, as if they didn't know how to speak.

Seeing this, Han Li's brows furrowed, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

Han Li's expression entered the eyes of the three, causing the old man and the giant to feel a thump in their hearts, and their gazes couldn't help but fall on Yan Yan'er.

Yan Yan'er hesitated for a moment, but still opened her red lips:

"Fellow Daoist Han, actually, we have come this time to ask for help from your sect—no, I should say to ask for help from you, Fellow Daoist Han. We hope you can come forward to help our Ghost Spirit Sect survive this disaster; otherwise, our sect will truly vanish into smoke."

"Help your sect?" Han Li raised his brows and asked, a trace of faint sarcasm appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"I know that our sect once greatly offended you, Fellow Daoist Han, but those things were all done by the former Sect Master Wang and his son. And Sect Master Wang already fell in the Fallen Devil Valley. Now, the Ghost Spirit Sect is no longer under the control of the Wang family." Another yellow-robed giant explained hurriedly on the side.

"Not under the control of the Wang family? But I heard that Wang Chan is still living quite comfortably in your sect?" Han Li's expression remained unchanged, saying noncommittally.

Hearing Han Li say this, the old man and Yan Yan'er's faces changed slightly, while the giant felt a shock in his heart, but still replied with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Han, rest assured. Junior Brother Wang Chan made a big mistake some days ago and has already been stripped of his position as Law Enforcement Elder. He is now in the sect's Reflection Cave, repenting and reflecting. Without a hundred years, he will never manage any sect affairs again."

"Repenting and reflecting? This fellow daoist is quite unfamiliar; I don't know your surname? You seem to have some resemblance to Fairy Yan in the brows." Han Li was somewhat surprised, but after scanning the faces of Yan Yan'er and the giant, he seemed to have remembered something and asked with a light smile.

"Fellow Daoist Han truly has sharp eyes. I also have the surname Yan and am a cousin of Yan'er!" The giant hesitated for a moment before replying honestly.

Yan Yan'er nodded slightly on the side.

"Oh, the Yan family has actually produced two Nascent Soul cultivators. Looking at it this way, the one currently in charge of the Ghost Spirit Sect should be the Yan family!" Han Li stroked his chin and said meaningfully.

"Hehe, saying our Yan family is in charge of the sect is not wrong. This is also thanks to Elder Zhong's modesty." The giant glanced at the old man surnamed Zhong and said hesitantly.

"Since Sect Master Wang and the others were not managing the sect well, changing to the Yan family to manage the sect was originally a matter of course. This old man cannot be called modest." The old man replied with a bitter smile.

"Oh, is that so?"

Han Li said casually, then narrowed his eyes and fell silent.

The three from the Ghost Spirit Sect did not dare to urge him, so they sat quietly. Yan Yan'er was fine, her bright eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking, while the giant and the old man were extremely uneasy.

This number one cultivator in Tiannan had had quite a few grievances with their Ghost Spirit Sect in his early years. Although they came under the name of congratulating him, it was not certain that he wouldn't take the opportunity to take revenge. If it weren't for the fact that the Ghost Spirit Sect truly couldn't withstand the joint pressure from several other sects, they would never have hardened their heads to come to the Falling Cloud Sect.

After all, for such a matter where one word could directly force back several cultivation sects, the entire Tiannan probably only had Han Li who had this ability. Although other Great Cultivators could also make major cultivation sects wary, whether they could achieve this degree was another matter.

"Even if there were no grievances from back then, why do you think I would help your Ghost Spirit Sect?" Han Li finally spoke, but his voice became somewhat cold.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Yan Yan'er looked over, while the giant and the old man were overjoyed.

All three heard a hint of possibility in Han Li's words.

"As long as you are willing to mediate for our sect, we Ghost Spirit Sect are willing to cede the Yue Kingdom to the other sects, only asking to preserve our sect's lineage. And as a reward for your intervention, Fellow Daoist, we have specially brought you a few gifts; I hope you won't mind that the gifts are light." The giant took a deep breath and said.

Then, he patted his storage bag, and a ball of white mist shot out, rolling over the table before him, and immediately three things appeared on it.

Han Li looked over indifferently.

It was actually a blood-red bracelet, a porcelain bottle, and a pale green wooden box.

Han Li did not speak, grabbing into the void before him, and the three things trembled and flew into his hand.

At this time, Yan Yan'er's voice, like a jade bead, suddenly sounded in Han Li's ear:

"The porcelain bottle contains our sect's holy medicine, 'Blood-Limb Pill.' This pill has no other effect, but it has incredible efficacy for physical damage. Even if a limb is completely severed, as long as it is taken in time, it can be regenerated, just like the original. Because the several spiritual medicines needed to refine this pill are difficult to collect, our sect now only has a dozen or so. There are three pills in the bottle. As for this Blood-Soul Bracelet, it is a magic tool that few cultivators know about. It was originally an object carried by the masters of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but Sect Master Wang fell in the Fallen Devil Valley, and this object was retrieved by Elder Zhong. This magic tool is different from ordinary magic tools; it cannot be used to attack the enemy directly, but it can raise special existences like Yin souls and blood ghosts in the bracelet, and by borrowing the blood energy absorbed by the bracelet, it can rapidly increase their strength, and then release them when fighting the enemy, catching the opponent off guard. As for the last wooden box, it is the most precious of the three."

When she said this, Yan Yan'er paused slightly, her bright eyes flashing with strange light as she looked at Han Li.

But at this time, Han Li's expression remained unchanged, as if the first two items had not moved him in the slightest.

This woman sighed in her heart, but still said calmly:

"I heard that you cultivate wood-attribute cultivation techniques, and what is in this box is the legendary Wood-Spirit Pearl among the Five Elements Spirit-Gathering Pearls!"

"Spirit-Gathering Pearl? The legendary exotic treasure that specifically absorbs spiritual energy of a certain attribute among the Five Elements while repelling other spiritual energy." Han Li, who had been indifferent, changed his expression greatly, asking with disbelief.

"That's right, it is indeed the Spirit-Gathering Pearl. Although the Spirit-Gathering Pearl and the most basic formation 'Spirit-Gathering Formation' have similar names and functions, I don't need to say much about the difference and true efficacy between the two, Fellow Daoist Han should be very clear. As for comparing it with spiritual eye objects, as long as the cultivation technique is of the same attribute as the Spirit-Gathering Pearl, ordinary spiritual eye objects are far inferior to this object." Yan Yan'er said slowly.

Han Li stared intently at the green wooden box in his hand for a moment. There was a pale yellow restriction talisman on it, making it impossible to see through it at all.

He suddenly opened his mouth and blew lightly at the wooden box.

Immediately, a green mist rolled over the wooden box, and the restriction talisman drifted down on its own. He pointed at the lid of the wooden box with his other hand like lightning.

With a "pa-da" sound, the lid of the wooden box opened on its own.

【End of Chapter】 ===== CHAPTER 1195 =====