Han Li did not immediately agree or decline, but instead furrowed his brows and remained silent. In truth, he was not eager to agree to this request. For the array techniques and alchemy arts, to him they were merely like side dishes—useless and unimportant—unless he achieved Dan Stage, which he simply did not have the time for at present. Moreover, he did not wish to unnecessarily provoke a powerful immortal family, let alone have the capacity to do so. "I understand that this request may seem rather unreasonable to Master Han," Xin Ruoyin smiled sadly, her face growing pale. "It was precisely because of my own actions that Qi Brother fell at the hands of the Fu family. If I never avenge him in this life, then even in the afterlife, I shall have no dignity to meet him beneath the celestial realm!" Xin Ruoyin whispered softly, her voice filled with heartfelt appeal. Hán Lì, upon hearing the word "dead" from this young lady, raised his eyebrows slightly, as though suddenly remembering something, and then sharply turned his gaze to study the young woman's face in detail. This surprised Xīn Rúyīn. "Your complexion seems off," Hán Lì said, a remark entirely unexpected by Xīn Rúyīn, yet delivered with an unmistakable tone of authority. A flicker of surprise passed through Xīn Rúyīn's eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she complied and gently extended her jade wrist to him. Hán Lì did not hesitate, placing two fingers upon it and gradually infusing her body with streams of spiritual energy. After a while, Hán Lì's expression grew grave. "Do you know," he said coldly, "that your meridians have completely withered? If this condition continues, you will surely die within two years!" Upon hearing Hán Lì's firm diagnosis, Xīn Rúyīn smiled gently. "Of course I know," she replied, "how could I not be aware of my own condition?" My constitution is that of a dragon's song—born as a male body yet taking on a female form. Should I attempt to cultivate the Dao, my lifespan and meridians would gradually shift and atrophy, making it a matter of sheer good fortune that I've reached this day. Once, I spent countless efforts to locate an ancient formula, believing it would cure this condition, yet it ultimately failed. In the process, I wasted so many precious herbs that my brother Qi had specially sought out for me! A touch of self-mockery crept onto Xin Ruyin's face. "Miss!" Her attendant, standing behind her, couldn't help but call out in distress. "Don't worry, Xiao Mei! I'd be delighted to meet Brother Qi sooner rather than later—I truly welcome the chance!" Xin Ruyin, however, remained composed, calmly reassuring her attendant. Witnessing this scene, Han Li's expression softened, and for some reason, he found himself genuinely moved and compassionate toward her. Yet, despite his knowledge of this unusual condition, he too was helpless—unable to offer any remedy, only watching as she eventually faded away. "Since Master Han is aware of this matter, he should also understand why Ruyin has acted as Although the senior master is currently only at the Foundation Stage, he is indeed the only person among the ones I and my brother Qi know who could possibly help us avenge this injury. I don't need any oath from you—just a simple promise—and only then can I feel at ease and leave. Xin Ruyin's expression returned to normal, calmly reiterating the matter of avenging our grievances. Han Li gently rubbed his nose with one hand, feeling deeply at a loss, but after concentrating and thinking carefully, suddenly asked, "Is Qi also from a renowned immortal family? Isn't it rare that the Qi family would not step in to help?" "The Qi family? Hmph. They are just an ordinary family in the Yuanwu Kingdom. How could they dare to offend the Fu family? Moreover, my brother Qi is actually an outsider disciple who was expelled from the Qi family's main lineage—so they would certainly have no interest in this matter. As for my own cultivation, it all stems from an anonymous master of array arts among the independent practitioners, who has passed away long ago." It seemed that Xin Ruyin understood the meaning behind Han Li's question, and quietly explained a bit about Qi Yunxiao and her own background. Hearing this, Han Li remained silent, his heart filled with quiet admiration—he truly seemed to be the only choice for this young lady. "Very well, I can make a promise to Xin Jiang. However, I will only step in when I am truly capable. This opportunity might never come again—will you not regret it?" After pondering deeply, Han Li took a deep breath and spoke firmly. "That's more than enough! As long as I have a chance, I'm truly grateful to Senior Han!" Upon hearing Han Li's affirmative, Xin Ruoyin smiled warmly, and instantly appeared even more graceful and radiant. Han Li was momentarily struck by her beauty, but then shook his head, unceremoniously brushing his robe across the table—two boxes vanished instantly, being stored in his storage bag. "Since the transmission array will take a full month to recover, I shall return to disturb Xin Jiang in one month. For now, I shall be on my way!" Han Li rose, speaking calmly and composed. Taking advantage of this brief lull, he truly had some matters to attend to. "I shall escort the senior on her way!" Xin Ruyin said politely, without lingering. Thus, Han Li, accompanied by Qu Hun, took off from the small mountain atop their flying vehicle, heading directly toward the Tianxing Sect's marketplace. After one day's journey, Han Li arrived near the marketplace and casually drew out his cloak from his storage pouch, shielding his face before entering the marketplace with Qu Hun, strolling with confidence. As he walked along the marketplace streets, Han Li gazed at the throngs of cultivators bustling about, deeply astonished. The number of cultivators engaged in trade and transactions here was at least several times greater than he had seen during his previous visit, and all of them appeared hurried, with many even being foundational-level cultivators—rare visitors in the marketplace before. After pondering the situation in his mind, Han Li's eyes flashed with thoughtful insight, then he set the matter aside and proceeded straight to the shop where he had previously commissioned the crafting of his artifacts. He still had some materials that needed to be refined into suitable artifacts to enhance his own capabilities. The workshop remained exactly where it had always been, even the bold-looking signboard stood unchanged. Han Li smiled slightly and pushed the door open. Upon entering, the scene inside caused Han Li to gently furrow his brows. There were already five or six people standing or seated within the small shop. As soon as Han Li entered, they all instinctively turned to look at him. Han Li, without ceremony, gave them a cold, sweeping glance. Those with the foundation-level cultivation immediately lowered their heads in deference. These individuals were all qi-level cultivators, naturally respectful of Han Li, a senior figure. However, one man seated on a chair, with a stern and imposing appearance, maintained steady eye contact with Han Li. He too was a foundation-level cultivator, though only at the initial stage, yet he was determined not to diminish his own dignity. Han Li paid no attention to these people and instead walked over to the store clerk who was conversing with two others. The burly man, named "Da Hei," looked up with a look of suspicion. "Is Master Xu available?" Han Li asked calmly. "Ah, sir—" the man expressed his bewilderment. Taking a deep breath, Han Li produced the pair of Long-Drain artifacts and held them up before the man's eyes. He had assisted in crafting these items himself, so he could not have missed recognizing them. "Ah, yes, Master! I'll immediately summon my master." The man's eyes brightened at the recognition, and he immediately smiled warmly before bowing slightly and hurrying off toward the back courtyard. Seeing that Han Li was a personal acquaintance of the store's owner, the others exchanged surprised glances, yet none dared to interrupt him without making a fuss. Not long after, Master Xu, with his full white hair, stepped out from behind, smiling pleasantly. Han Li had left him quite a few rare materials on his last visit! Nature won the elder great favor. "Master has come back to our shop again—this is truly a source of honor for me! Master still intends to refine artifacts, I hope?" The old Xu offered a brief greeting before growing eager, his face full of anticipation. Han Li smiled gently, deliberately glancing around at the other cultivators. The shopkeeper immediately grasped Han Li's intent, promptly exclaiming, "Stupid! Stupid!" and warmly invited him to speak in the back courtyard, then hurried off himself with a spring in his step. Seeing this, others remained silent, but the stern man, who had also come to the shop for artifact refinement, was not satisfied. He was a cultivator of the same Foundation Stage, yet the treatment he received from the shopkeeper contrasted so sharply with that given to Han Li—this only deepened his frustration. Upon hearing the man's discontented sigh, Han Li fixed him with a cold, steady gaze. After all, the number of cultivators who had fallen to Han Li's hands was no small figure, and an aura of quiet lethality had already begun to seep into his presence, something ordinary cultivators simply did not possess. At this sight, the tall man felt as though plunged into an ice cavern, his entire body growing cold, his face revealing clear fear. Seeing that the man's expression had changed, Han Li no longer paid any attention to him, but instead led Qu Hun into the back courtyard of the shop. Now, the large black servant proved quite astute, stepping forward to apologize to the others and offering a convenient excuse, explaining casually to ease their dissatisfaction. "Master, have you brought materials this time?" Upon seeing Han Li and Qu Hun enter the back courtyard, the store owner, Xu, glanced at Qu Hun with mild surprise, then quickly turned to Han Li, eager to inquire.