"So many reincarnated souls?" Han Li heard this and replied, "Hehe, even this is already on the lower end of what I've said. To truly unleash the full power of the Red Soul Banner, one would likely need tens of thousands of reincarnated souls. Since you're merely gathering and storing them, we can certainly reduce the number accordingly. While the true Red Soul Banner may not rank among the transcendental divine treasures, it certainly doesn't fall far short of a regular divine artifact. Especially its spatial capabilities—those have stirred the hearts of countless cultivators." The attendant smiled calmly. "Tens of thousands of souls! Unless one carries out something as dramatic as wiping out an entire city or an entire island, it would be nearly impossible to gather that many. Hmm, perhaps even without such grand gestures, there might be a way to gather enough!" Han Li had initially shaken his head repeatedly, but suddenly a thought struck him, and he lightly exclaimed, "Wait—do you have any other clever methods, then?" The attendant was somewhat surprised. On hearing this, Han Li did not immediately answer the young disciple's question. Instead, he touched his storage bag again, and as a result, green light flashed, revealing two small, pale green banners in his hands. Though only a few inches in size, these banners shimmered with a soft green glow and were adorned with intricate runes—clearly no ordinary items. These were precisely the two Gui Luo banners he had seized during his previous journey to the Great Jin Dynasty. One of them had been personally held by the old demon, Qian, while the other, already infused with magical energy and transformed into a magical banner, had been passed on to the second Yuan-Ember. But I observe that although these two treasures fall short of the Chihun Banner, they are by no means ordinary. If we proceed this way, they will be completely ruined. Moreover, even with these refined spirits, they will still be far from sufficient for the banner's refinement process." The young attendant carefully examined the Gui Luo Banner in Han Li's hands before offering this remark. "No matter. Though these two treasures possess solid power, I already have a spiritual artifact. For my current level, such items have become less essential. As for the issue of insufficient refined spirits, if there were about a dozen such banners or flags, I believe that would be ample for the refinement process," Han Li said, stroking his chin with thoughtful intent. "A dozen? I see. These are two out of the complete set of treasures? Does my friend possess several more of these banners or flags?" The young attendant was momentarily startled, then gradually enlightened. "I currently do not have any other banners or flags at hand, but I do know where the remaining ones can be found." In fact, to be honest, I know of another similar treasure—one that contains far more refined yin spirits than the ghost Luo Fan I currently hold. Unfortunately, that treasure ended up in the hands of a yin spirit at the stage of Huashen, and it wasn't even something I caused. Han Li recalled the other treasure, his expression now filled with regret. By "another treasure," he meant the Wan Yao Fan held by the old yin spirit of Wan Yao Valley. That very day, he had personally suffered the consequences of this fan, whose stored yin spirits were both in greater number and of superior quality compared to the ghost Luo Fan. If used to refine the Chihun Fan, it would undoubtedly be even more suitable. The young attendant naturally didn't know what Han Li was referring to, nor did he feel inclined to ask further questions. He simply said, "If Master Han can gather enough refined spirits, I would be happy to freely share with him the method of crafting the Chihun Fan." After all, this Yuanmagnetic Divine Light technique seems quite impressive. I'd like to see just how powerful it becomes once my friend has fully mastered it. Master Han, are you planning to immediately begin working on this upon your return to Tiannan? "This matter does not require urgency. Everything will wait until I have reached the peak of Yuan婴后期, fully refining the Cold Flame Five Demons. After all, the other Gui Luo Fan are currently held by various Yuan婴-level demon cultivators. It would be wise for me to further strengthen my cultivation before making any moves. For now, I shall return to Tiannan." Master Han shook his head and replied thus. "Then let it be as you wish. Upon my return, I will first pass on the method of crafting the Chihun Fan to you. You may begin gathering the supplementary materials now, so as to avoid further delays in the future." The attendant did not seem particularly concerned, and with a subtle shift of form, his ethereal presence gradually dissolved and vanished. Upon hearing this, Master Han naturally felt pleased. He then swept his sleeve slightly, and a bright green glow radiated around him. His flight light transformed into a faint green silhouette, swiftly breaking through the air, Months later, Han Li returned to Tiannan via the ancient teleportation array. After gathering the six-winged frost centipedes that had been guarding the array and then destroying it completely, he quietly departed from the underground cavern. Two months later, Han Li once again arrived at Yunmeng Mountain in Xiqu State. He merely sent a message to Lü Luo, informing him of his return, and without meeting with the elder again, he directly flew to Zimu Peak. Nangong Wan was naturally still in seclusion. Han Li naturally did not disturb her meditation—this brief period of absence, for cultivators, was no more than an instant. Throughout the entire Tiannan cultivation realm, even the very fact that Han Li, the first cultivator of Tiannan, had once left Luoyun Sect for a period of time remained unknown. Upon receiving the news of Han Li’s return, Lü Luo breathed a great sigh of relief. The Luoyun Sect is currently entirely reliant on Han Li's reputation. Unless several more Yuan-Infusion cultivators emerge within the sect, its status as a premier lineage would truly be tenuous, especially without Han Li himself. However, as soon as Han Li returned to his dwelling, he sent a jade scroll via his flying sword to Liu Yu, detailing the auxiliary materials required for crafting the Chihoun Banner, instructing her to gather them all during his period of seclusion. Then he entered the inner chamber, continuing his cultivation of the final stage of the Qingyuan Sword Technique while simultaneously refining the Hanyan Wuy魔. Time passed swiftly; years flowed by! Without realizing it, another fifty years had elapsed. During this time, Han Li sensed Nan Gong Wan's emergence from seclusion and promptly ceased his own cultivation, making a special visit to meet his beloved partner, and they spent together on a joint journey for half a year. During their travels, Han Li naturally enjoyed Nan Gong Wan's tender and gentle attentions. When they returned to the Parent-Child Peak, fully refreshed, they naturally resumed the monotonous practice of seclusion and cultivation. Indeed, this is a source of sorrow for any cultivator: on one hand, they possess extraordinary powers and an exceptionally long lifespan beyond ordinary mortals; on the other, they must continuously cultivate, moment by moment, right up until their lifespan ends, merely to preserve a slim, almost fading hope of achieving immortality. Those born with an innate, unyielding determination may find cultivation neither difficult nor burdensome. But for most cultivators, this situation presents a genuine dilemma. To continue cultivating, the path to enlightenment remains distant and uncertain—how could they content themselves with a life spent merely in meditation and seclusion? Yet if they cease cultivation, they would have to abandon their hard-earned journey into the realm of cultivation, even if the hope of achieving enlightenment were small. Moreover, with each advancement in cultivation level, the powerful incentive of a significantly extended lifespan adds further appeal. Thus, a two-tiered divergence has emerged among cultivators in the immortal realm. On one side, mid-to-lower-tier cultivators with mediocre innate potential and修为, once they achieve a modest level of proficiency and perceive little hope for further advancement, often choose to retreat from closed-door cultivation and instead embrace a more carefree life—engaging in affairs of love and friendship. Some even return to the mortal world, establishing their own families and ruling as local sovereigns. On the other side, high-tier cultivators, who feel increasingly close to the path of immortality, are unwilling to waste even the slightest moment, dedicating their entire focus and energy to cultivation, becoming increasingly indifferent to all other matters. Han Li and Nan Gong Wan naturally belong to this latter group. Currently, Han Li is at the late Yuan-Ying stage, while Nan Gong Wan is at the mid-Yuan-Ying stage—both are among the elite cultivators in the mortal realm. As long as they succeed in ascending to the immortal realm, they will be very close to achieving true immortality. Therefore, although their bond as partners is deeply affectionate, they remain remarkably restrained in pursuing romantic and intimate pleasures. Although the path of mutual cultivation is beneficial for refining one's practice, neither of their cultivation techniques specifically addresses this aspect, and the enhancement of their inner strength in this regard is truly insignificant compared to their current levels. Instead, both of them fear becoming overly immersed in it, which might compromise their mental clarity and foundational cultivation, thus they have not actively pursued intimate matters, merely experiencing them superficially. Precisely because they share the same celestial destiny, their interactions naturally evolve into a deep, harmonious connection—like milk and water perfectly blended, flowing seamlessly into one unified bond of affection. As a result, after their subsequent periods of seclusion, neither of them has easily emerged to resume their daily activities. Until this day, when suddenly a thunderclap erupted in the sky above the mother-son peak, immediately stirring the primordial energies of the heavens and earth over a radius of hundreds of miles, centered on that peak. Numerous luminous, fist-sized orbs of distinct colors suddenly materialized in the underground strata, within the mountain rocks, and among the trees of the nearby mountain ranges, then swiftly converged toward Zimu Peak. Finally, they coalesced into a brilliant, expansive cloud of light, spanning several mu in area, rotating continuously in a vibrant, kaleidoscopic display, precisely aligning over the location of Han Li's dwelling. And within a slightly later streak of light, a white-robed woman displayed a clear look of delight—none other than Liu Yu. Though her cultivation level had not seen significant further advancement in recent years, her influence and status within the sect had grown, thanks to her representation of Han Li, now ranking her as the foremost among the Yuan婴 elders and below. Even Lu Luo and the woman with the Song surname treated her with exceptional courtesy. (Second update! Sweat! I had hoped to finish this chapter before 12 o'clock, but it still took a few more minutes.