Just as Han Li was filled with surprise, Feng Xi smiled gently and asked again: "I heard that when your martial arts friend protected Gui Xian several years ago, although he ultimately repelled the opponent, he still suffered a few setbacks. Is that precisely why your Jiao Long clan stepped in? Your spiritual beasts are always so protective and sensitive, aren't they?" "Indeed, the human cultivators on those islands have been overly arrogant in recent years. They've even believed this entire sea region was truly theirs, treating us, the fully-formed immortal beasts, no differently than the lower-tier beast-form immortals still in their primal forms. That's simply self-destructive. My own situation is merely one of several contributing factors." Pausing momentarily, the toxic dragon continued calmly: "The most crucial point, however, is that the humans killed a young, seventh-level Shuna beast from the Wan Zhang Sea Kingdom. This enraged the old Shuna, who, in turn, sacrificed his vital essence to issue the Universal Command of the Immortals, enabling tens of thousands of beasts to swiftly conquer and wipe out the human islands." Our Long-jawed Dragon clan will step in to assist—not out of a desire to avenge the Sunni beast, but because our sea clan's sacred heirloom, the "Bodhi True Fragment," was taken from the Sunni beast by human hands. Though this artifact has always been incomplete and of limited practical value, it is one of the major inheritances of our demonic clan, and thus must never fall into the hands of human cultivators. The Venomous Dragon coldly glanced at Han Li, his expression flashing with sternness as he spoke. "I've heard of the Sunni beast's death, but I didn't know about the loss of the 'Bodhi True Fragment.' Without this ancestral treasure, how could the Sunni clan truly secure its position as the ruler of the vast sea kingdom? Does it mean the Long-jawed Dragon clan intends to take over this sea region?" The Cleft-Wind Beast's expression shifted, and he smiled with a touch of strangeness at the Venomous Dragon. "As for that, I'm not certain. After all, I've never been deeply involved in the internal affairs of my own clan." However, I'm particularly interested in the "Three Sanctified Divinity Achievements" described in the "Sanctified True Fragments." It's said to be an ancient, obscure secret technique passed down through the ancient times by the demonic clans, possessing extraordinary power. Unfortunately, the several "Sanctified True Fragments" that record this technique have long since scattered and are no longer available—making it impossible to reconstruct the technique entirely." The venomous dragon first showed interest, then expressed regret. "Hah! Brother Wu is being rather ambitious. What ancient secret technique? I suspect it's merely a legend. I simply don't believe the "Dragon Transformation Technique" of the蛟 dragon clan would fall short of this one." The turtle demon suddenly interjected with a hearty laugh. "That's true. When our clan's "Dragon Transformation Technique" is practiced to its deepest levels, one can transform from a dragon to a true dragon—naturally, it stands among the very finest techniques among the demonic clans." Upon hearing this, the venomous dragon couldn't help but display a touch of pride and self-satisfaction. "Still, I find it quite impressive. The "Sanctified True Fragments"? Han Li, sitting by the side, appeared calm on the surface when he heard the name, yet his mind stirred subtly. He recalled the copper tablet he had just acquired—not long ago. It recorded an elixir of cultivation for a demonic practitioner, and its power seemed substantial. Could it be that coincidentally, these two demons were discussing precisely this item? Though he didn't yet know the specific function of the "Bodhi True Tablet," the mere mention of it as a heritage relic from the demon race suggested it was a troublesome matter indeed. Might the dark-skinned cultivator be the very cause behind the surge of deep-sea beasts? With a mid-jade stage cultivation level, defeating a seven-tier demonic creature was by no means impossible. Han Li murmured to himself, his heart neither alarmed nor agitated. After all, he was now accustomed to being burdened with many debts. Even if more such troublesome matters arose, he would not be troubled, especially when his very life hung in the balance. Perhaps he sensed that Han Li's presence made it difficult for him to discuss more private matters. At this moment, Feng Xi turned to Han Li and said calmly, "Li Daojun, you've only recently entered the late Jiedan stage, and still need to consolidate your foundation. I don't want any unexpected setbacks—such as a sudden decline in your spiritual power—when it comes time to begin crafting treasures. For now, you should follow this light and return to your room to rest and meditate." With that, Feng Xi raised his hand, and a white orb floated from his fingertip, flying toward a side door. Han Li had no choice but to offer a weak smile and rise, then follow the orb toward the hall entrance. In truth, he had hoped to hear more about the secret matters of the beast clans! As he reached the door, he heard Feng Xi's warning once again from behind, "Normally, Daojun, you'd better stay indoors and avoid going out too often. Otherwise, I might misunderstand and find things difficult to manage." The immortal spoke with a quiet, composed tone. Facing away from the three beasts, Han Li paused slightly, then continued silently through the side door. "Is he all right? I don't think he's going to give his all." "Never mind—don't let anything unexpected happen just when the critical moment for refining the treasure arrives," said the toxic dragon, his eyes flashing with a glint of surprise as he gazed in the direction where Han Li had vanished. "Rest assured! This time, the refinement of the Wind and Thunder Wings is primarily led by us three. This human merely serves as a vessel to supply wood-type spiritual energy. From the very beginning, he has no say in the matter—he can only obediently provide his spiritual power. Moreover, there's a corrupting yang energy I've planted within him. Should he have any other intentions, he'd be powerless to act." Wind Xi smiled slightly, speaking with a cold tone. "Speaking of chaotic yang energy, I recall that the Blue Flame Wine didn't contain anything like it. Isn't it possible that Wind brother has made some subtle adjustments?" The turtle deity suddenly chuckled, adding with good spirits. "Heh! Of course. The Blue Flame Wine I've given him is specially prepared. This chaotic yang energy should actually be called chaotic demonic energy—something I extracted from the body of a particularly tenacious demonic cultivator when I defeated him years ago. In fact, even now, this demonic energy resides within me, "Feng Xi adjusted the silver crown on her head, her face betraying a cunning smile. The toxic dragon and the turtle demon exchanged a look of mutual understanding, their last lingering doubts finally at ease. ...At that moment, Han Li was carried by the white light sphere into a stone pavilion. The room was elegantly furnished, featuring a bed carved from white jade, along with several tables and chairs, and a few unusual flowers and plants. As soon as Han Li entered the pavilion, the light sphere gently burst and dispersed. Seeing this, Han Li immediately closed the door behind him. Then, he swiftly drew out several array flags of different colors and tossed them gently to various corners of the room, instantly forming a small magical circle that enveloped the entire space. Han Li exhaled in relief—finally free from constant surveillance. Though this array offered no actual defensive protection, it served as an early warning should anyone outside harbor ill intentions." This approach would certainly annoy the Wind-Crack Beast a bit, but it wouldn't warrant any major fuss from it. With that in mind, Han Li shifted his thoughts and turned his attention to the matter most concerning him. He took a few steps to the bedside, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes, meditating inwardly. After a cup of tea's worth of time, Han Li opened his eyes, furrowed in concentration. Inside his body, everything remained as before—no abnormalities were detected. Clearly, the beast was not feigning illness; the strange qi had not yet manifested, and thus had been difficult to perceive beforehand. Han Li stroked his chin, his face reflecting his contemplation. After a moment's thought, he suddenly reached into his robes and produced an object, studying it intently before his eyes darkened with a sharp expression. Then, they proceeded out of the room and headed straight for the immortal's workshop. After walking only a short distance, the immortal led Han Li to a jade panel of a pale green hue. With no hesitation, he struck the panel with a single hand, and a semicircular door opened within it. He then stepped aside, indicating for Han Li to enter first. Han Li quickly glanced inside—the interior was glowing a deep red, with a palpable heat radiating outward. There was certainly some substance to this! His eyes fluttered slightly, and then he took a deep breath before stepping through. This array, Han Li had only glanced at it a few times before he was quietly astonished. Though, with his current expertise in crafting artifacts and arrays, he couldn't immediately grasp all its intricacies, he was certain this array was far beyond anything he could have devised. Upon seeing Han Li enter, the two toxic dragon immortals merely coldly glanced at him before turning their attention away without a word. "All present now," Wind Xi said. "I've already explained the principles of array construction to Wu and Gui, my two younger brothers. As for Li, all he needs to do is simply stand in a corner of the array, providing a continuous flow of wood spirit energy—nothing more. At this point, Li, stop overthinking!" Wind Xi pointed to a specific corner of the array, speaking with clear intent to Han Li.