"This one is the inner thirty-six pages," Han Li gently traced the jade plaque with his other finger, noticing the silver runes on its surface flickering and glowing with a spirit-like luminescence. Finally, he couldn't help asking. "The outer pages are inscribed with silver tadpole script, while the inner pages use golden seal script—a rarer form of spiritual script that not many people recognize." The attendant didn't directly answer, instead speaking in a half-smiling tone. "Silver tadpole script? Then the one I'm holding is an outer page, and only a fragment of one?" Upon hearing this, Han Li didn't look particularly discouraged; he simply seemed indifferent. Even if the Golden Pavilion Jade Scroll truly were as extraordinary as the attendant described, it still seemed far beyond his reach. After all, Han Li, a mortal cultivator who himself wasn't even certain whether he could advance to the stage of Spiritual Enlightenment, found the distinction between inner and outer pages utterly meaningless. He had no intention of beginning to think about cultivation matters in the spiritual realm at this moment. The young boy glanced at Han Li's face, as if he had already perceived what was going on in his mind, and smiled lightly: "Actually, given your current stage, receiving the outer-page Jade Scroll is quite satisfactory. If it were one of the inner-page scrolls, then without the qualifications of a Lingxu-period cultivator, it would be entirely out of the question to practice it. After all, the true grand principles of immortal arts naturally involve the harmonious mobilization of the fundamental energies of heaven and earth. Only when one reaches the mid-stage of the three major realms can one truly command these energies. Even the cultivators at the Huashen stage are merely beginning to grasp the fundamentals—practicing such arts would actually prove detrimental. In contrast, the outer-page Jade Scroll is quite different, since its content does not involve specific cultivation techniques. As long as one can comprehend a few sections and adapt them to one's own practice, one can still derive significant benefits. The only question remains: what exactly is recorded in this scroll? With only a half-ruined page left, it's uncertain whether one can still grasp its essence." "It's probably the art of seal-making," Han Li said, glancing at the golden seal in No mortal cultivator from the Human Realm would recognize this silver frog script. The Golden Blossom Elder likely stumbled upon the jade scroll by chance and, upon discovering the subtle wonders of this spiritual script, merely used it haphazardly. After all, even a mere imitation of immortal artifacts often possesses some incomprehensible powers. The attendant shook his head. "Indeed, such a situation exists. Then, should I have time, I shall seriously study it. Would Master Tianlan be so kind as to impart the silver frog script to me now?" Han Li blinked, suddenly saying. "Agreed—though I have one condition. Should you fully comprehend the jade scroll, I shall also borrow it for my own use. After all, the outer pages of the jade scroll will also benefit our feline clan." The attendant did not hesitate to state his terms directly. "Understood! Yet, as you are a cultivator from the Spirit Realm, your experience and perspective far surpass mine. Should I fail to gain anything from this, I shall have you transcribe your insights in full." Han Li replied calmly. "Of course, that is entirely feasible. However, these silver frog script and golden seal scripts are also known as the True Spirit Scripts—supposedly they originated in the True Immortal Realm and are sacred incantation characters passed down by immortal families. Each character possesses incalculable powers; if inscribed upon ordinary jade scrolls, they inevitably cause the scrolls to shatter. They cannot be transmitted through the method of spiritual communication either. I can only resort to the most rudimentary approach—teaching each character one by one. This will naturally take considerable time." The attendant readily agreed and added a few more explanations. "Spending some time isn't a problem at all. It will still take at least two months before we reach Kuixing Island, so you can proceed at your own pace." Upon saying this, Han Li flipped his hand, placing the jade plaque back into the wooden chest, sealing it with a talisman, and then storing it in his storage pouch. He then turned his gaze to the attendant atop the cauldron, smiling quietly and remaining silent. Seeing this, the attendant offered a slight, wry smile. "Very well. Then let us begin now." The original emergence of the Silver Koi script was inscribed on artifacts lost by the True Immortal Realm and later meticulously compiled and annotated by the great sages of our Spiritual Realm. While its original meaning might differ slightly from the true interpretations of the immortal families, it is surely quite close. I shall begin with the most commonly used over a hundred characters in the art of seal-making... The child's voice, seasoned and warm, echoed gently through the flowing light, truly beginning to teach Han Li this spiritual script. Naturally, Han Li seized this rare opportunity and listened intently, asking directly whenever he encountered anything unclear. The child, manifesting as a celestial beast, showed no signs of impatience, answering each question thoroughly. In just two months, time seemed to slip by effortlessly. When Han Li had mastered the Silver Koi script to a great extent from the celestial beast, he finally arrived at the sea region of Kuixing Island. That day, after listening to the young disciple's explanation, Han Li was quietly contemplating in his flowing light. Suddenly, a small black dot appeared on the sea ahead. Han Li glanced at it from afar and instantly felt a spark of recognition—his flowing light speedened by three parts, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the spot. The changes in affairs over time—how astonishing they truly are! When he first left the island, though his determination to pursue the Dao was firm, he could never have imagined that one day he would himself become a Yuan婴 cultivator. Han Li remained still in the air for about the duration of a meal, gradually fading the unusual expressions in his eyes until they vanished entirely. As the shimmering green light surrounding him dimmed, he surged forward as a streak of jade-green light. Now that he had reached Xiao Huan Island, his journey to Kuixing Island was only a short distance away. Indeed, just half a day later, Han Li spotted the towering silhouette of Kuixing Island in the distance. This time, however, he did not take the winding route through the harbor. Instead, he simply chose a remote, uninhabited area and, with a flash of his body's spiritual light, directly aimed at the layer of pale, misty defensive barrier protecting the entire island. Upon impact, a tremendous roar echoed, and the nearby light screens trembled violently; yet, relying solely on his strong cultivation, Han Li managed to force his way through the shimmering barrier with his protective spiritual aura, then calmly steered his way out, unhur After Han Li had been gone for a meal's time, several streams of colored light suddenly rushed in from another direction within the island, arriving in a hurried and disorganized manner. When the light converged at the point where Han Li had entered, the surrounding luminous aura stabilized, revealing a group of cultivators at the Foundation Stage. These cultivators first glanced around the area near the now-restored light screen, then scattered in search of something, only to come up empty-handed. After a moment of mutual surprise and quiet conversation, they finally took off again, flying back in unison. By this time, Han Li had already landed his light stream far away, on a mountain peak thousands of miles distant. With a simple gesture, he suddenly found a circular platform glowing with a milky white light materializing in his hands. As he opened his mouth, a surge of green spiritual energy sprayed onto the platform, and he began murmuring incantations. Instantly, the green and milky-white lights interwove and flickered, becoming bright and vivid. "Hurry!" With a gentle tap of his finger on the platform, the surface light dimmed, and the platform suddenly became as clear and still as a mirror. Yet at a certain point on the mirror's surface, a red light flickered intermittently. Upon seeing this, Han Li nodded with satisfaction, then raised the talisman in one hand and floated upward. Once he had determined a direction in the air, he shot off toward the horizon. After several minutes, Han Li appeared above a quiet manor on the island, gazing downward with a look of astonishment. "Is this not the old Gu family manor? How could Wen Siyue and her family be living here?" Han Li murmured, clearly surprised and puzzled. Han Li's prolonged, straightforward hovering above the manor naturally stirred a commotion among the ordinary residents below. A few moments later, two beams of light suddenly shot out from several nearby houses, arriving at Han Li's side within a blink. The lights faded, revealing an elder and a middle-aged man, both at the Foundation Stage of cultivation. "Are you the ones?" Han Li glanced at them, his brow furrowed. And upon seeing clearly the appearance of Han Li in the sky, these two hurried forward with great surprise, bowing respectfully. "Respectfully bowing to Master Han, I did not know it was you, Master, so I beg your forgiveness!" These two were actually the four disciples of Wen Siyue and Yue, all at the Foundation Stage. They had long known of Han Li's status as a senior cultivator, and thus were now deeply respectful, never daring to show any negligence. "Where did you two come to live here? And where is your master?" Han Li asked directly, without expression. "This is the residence of a named disciple I have taken under my care. Therefore, I have personally arranged for my master and the others to move here to reside. My master and his wife found the place somewhat noisy, so they have taken up residence in a temporary dwelling located in a small mountain beside the estate, with their young niece." The elder spoke respectfully. "A named disciple you've taken under your care? Is he the eldest son of Gu's family?" Han Li asked, his expression slightly puzzled. "Yes, Master! Do you know of Gu's family?" "The elder grew increasingly anxious. "The former master of the Gu family had indeed shared some fortune with me, but that was over two hundred years ago," said Han Li slowly. "What? Is that true?" The elder was startled, eyes wide with astonishment. "Since I've returned to this place once again, it seems our connection with the Gu family is truly destined. I'll first go see your master. Then, you bring that Gu family's designated disciple to meet me as well," Han Li ordered firmly. "Yes, the young servant will certainly comply!" The elder was both surprised and delighted, responding with eager agreement. Though he didn't know the nature of Han Li's past relationship with the Gu family, the tone suggested it was most favorable. Han Li nodded, then with a single sweep of his consciousness, detected the presence of Wen Siyue and her husband among the nearby small hills, and instantly shot forward in a streak of jade light.