Chapter 270: Li Huo Fen Xin Palm

Shen Yi extended his divine sense to the jade slip.

Dense rows of tiny characters immediately flooded his mind.

After he finished digesting them, a line of text quietly appeared on the panel.

【Soul Transformation (Rare). Li Huo Fen Xin Upper Volume: Not Yet Entered】

"..."

Shen Yi had hovered in the air for a while earlier; after hearing several people's conversation, he had guessed that the object this group obtained might not be simple.

The reason was that Xuan Guang Cave had clearly arranged disciples to guard outside the cave dwelling.

Zheng Zisheng was alone, yet still risked intervening to snatch it.

This showed he was even unwilling to let his fellow sect members know of the treasure's existence, wanting to swallow it all for himself.

It turned out to be half a volume of a technique extremely precious even in the Transformation of Spirit Realm.

"A fragment, huh."

Shen Yi cast his gaze toward that thick book, then opened it.

The characters on it were neat, with annotations specially added.

After finishing the preface, Shen Yi roughly understood.

The cave dwelling's owner had accidentally obtained the Li Huo section of this technique, yet could never find the Fen Xin section; being quite curious, he simply deduced it himself.

Precisely because of this, this technique was placed inside the pavilion used for short naps.

Allowing our group of outsiders to reap the benefit.

Shen Yi calmed his mind and continued reading; a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Although he couldn't quite understand it, from the casual notes left by the cave dwelling's owner, it was clear this technique had been deduced by him to eighty or ninety percent.

Only the final finishing touches remained.

This was the best possible situation for him.

Not only did it save lifespan, but with guidance from predecessors, it would no longer be chaotically altered into demonic martial arts.

However, there was a trouble that could never be avoided.

Whether Hunyuan martial arts or Soul Transformation techniques, one needed a spiritual root to enter the path.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi glanced again at Ah Qing beside him, who was seriously organizing his storage bag.

If his guess was correct, the other party's true name should be Xu Qing'er.

That great array family that offended Xuan Guang Cave and subsequently retreated into seclusion with their entire clan.

The other party's change in expression earlier was most likely due to knowing the news about the supreme-grade evil qi spiritual root.

He needed to think of a way to draw the information out.

However, for a faction that had suffered losses at the hands of outsiders, as the saying goes, "once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope"; gaining their trust would not be easy.

Shen Yi had never considered using any despicable means.

Back in Bai Yun County, when life and death were uncertain, he had not even pointed the long blade in his hand at Lin Baiwei to force her to hand over the technique.

Let alone now, when he already possessed some self-defense capability.

Why bother doing things that would disgust himself?

Besides, back then Xuan Guang Cave captured over a hundred Xu family members, yet to this day has not found the Xu family to take revenge; such a cautious faction, how could capturing a young girl possibly force them to submit, while also needlessly offending them?

Let's take it slowly.

"Shen Zongshi, look at this!"

Ah Qing looked up in delight, holding a uniquely shaped small furnace in his palm: "It's the Spirit-Gathering Furnace of Mount Wutong! Its value rivals a magical treasure!"

"What is a Spirit-Gathering Furnace?" Shen Yi asked, looking puzzled.

"This is a secret of Mount Wutong not passed on; it can gather the breath of heaven and earth to aid cultivation. Only True Persons may use it, occasionally bestowed upon favored nominal disciples... Eh, why is it in a Xuan Guang Cave disciple's storage bag?"

Ah Qing blinked, as if realizing something, and hurriedly put the item into his storage treasure.

This thing was extremely hot to the touch.

Shen Yi also raised an eyebrow; if he remembered correctly, the last time he heard of a Mount Wutong nominal disciple being slain, the one who struck, the Blood-Demon Emperor, had been pursued quite miserably.

"You look at other things first."

He reached out to take that storage bag, steering clear of the topic: "If you were that True Person Zhang, after entering the cave dwelling, where would you go?"

"Is that so..."

Ah Qing dared not be careless and began thinking seriously.

After all, the Shen Zongshi definitely wanted to avoid that True Person; if he pointed the wrong way, he might cause great trouble for the other party.

"The most important thing within a cave dwelling is undoubtedly the Scripture Pavilion, but Xuan Guang Cave once explored it and knew this cave dwelling's owner was a treasure refiner, so he would most likely go there to take a look."

Ah Qing pointed toward a certain spot: "During spare time refining magical treasures, one could come to this pavilion for a short rest, and this direction is where the fire qi of the entire great formation is most vigorous; entering from here should lead to the cave dwelling owner's treasure refining workshop."

He continued: "If you wish to avoid Xuan Guang Cave, you can actually leave right now, because neither the treasure refining workshop nor the Scripture Pavilion can be broken open in just a few short days."

Shen Yi looked in the direction Ah Qing pointed; besides mountains, water, and white clouds, he could see nothing else.

Every profession has its specialists; besides improving his realm, it was also time for him to learn other things, otherwise he would easily be mocked by others as a fool with only brute strength.

He lightly tapped his chin, glanced back at Chen Zhong in the distance, then led Ah Qing toward that direction.

"Senior..."

Chen Zhong was actually not very willing to continue deeper inside.

He had a vague bad feeling in his heart.

Thousand Demon Cave had clearly come prepared; their target was most likely Zhang Mingyang.

Those few Demon Kings earlier were perhaps just props.

To slay a True Person in the Transformation of Spirit Realm would absolutely require the participation of a Demon Emperor, and one confident enough to crush Zhang Mingyang.

Even taking ten thousand steps back, even without Thousand Demon Cave.

When Zhang Mingyang saw him, as per custom, Chen Zhong was always the one sent to scout the way.

Several Grandmasters of Great Qian had perished this way.

It was only because Chen Zhong's realm was slightly deeper and his experience more seasoned that he had managed to survive until now.

"Never mind."

Away from home, one is at the mercy of fate.

The old man shook his head and fully urged his Dao Infant to follow.

"..."

So he wasn't trying to avoid it?

A-Qing, by the back of his collar, was swayed back and forth by the gale rushing toward him.

He actually wanted to say he too possessed a cloud-riding treasure.

But after quietly glancing up at Shen Yi's calm profile, he simply shut his mouth; though Shen Zongshi was taciturn, he showed no mercy in a fight, so it was better for him to stay quiet.

Once he grew accustomed to the commotion.

He curiously looked around, then said softly, "Shen Zongshi, we are almost there."

Shen Yi nodded slightly and swiftly retracted the red cloud, descending downward.

With a wave of his hand, a cloak as black as ink was draped over him.

The gains from spiritual roots and cultivation methods had already left him fairly satisfied; he continued deeper only to see if he could snatch a lucky find.

If he could encounter a severely injured Demon Emperor...

Such a gain would be far more precious than any magic treasure.

"You should have something to suppress your aura on you?" Shen Yi glanced sideways.

"I do!"

A-Qing began rummaging through his storage bag again.

He quickly retrieved three palm-sized array discs, handed one each to Shen Yi and Chen Zhong behind him, and taught both how to use them.

Although Shen Yi had Lady Qinghua's cloak, one could never have too many means to suppress one's aura.

It would be best if he could hide himself completely.

"This... thank you."

Chen Zhong took the array disc and glanced at it.

His pupils suddenly constricted.

He seemed to recognize something; he stole a glance at A-Qing, but as Shen Yi was present, he decisively buried the speculation in his heart.

(End of this chapter)