The lady in imperial attire swept her gaze over the crowd, then her eyes settled with focus. Han Li instantly felt a surge of spiritual awareness pass over his body—though not particularly powerful, it gave him a strange sensation as though his inner and outer being were being fully examined. Startled, he immediately activated the Daxian Sectual Technique within himself, effortlessly deflecting the spiritual force outside his body. The lady seemed slightly surprised, but quickly drew back her gaze. With a sudden flick of a delicate hand before her, the blood-colored crystal sarcophagus that had previously enveloped her instantly revealed a swirling array of runes. Then, the sarcophagus flashed and shrank dramatically, appearing only a few inches in size on her palm, before vanishing completely in a final flash. Thus, the lady broke free from the treasure and now faced the gathered crowd directly. "You all are from Xu Family, aren't you? But who is this person—seems not to be a descendant of Xu Family?" As soon as the woman spoke, she posed a question that came as a surprise. Xu Yuan and the others exchanged puzzled glances. "Are you Master Bingpo?" At this point, Han Li's brow slightly furrowed, and he asked back. Though the woman's body was clearly formed from refined essence and blood, she seemed unable to directly sense the depth of the other's cultivation—this indeed struck him as remarkable. Naturally, he had no concern for a mere avatar formed from a fragment of consciousness, no matter how unusual it might appear. "Calling me Master Bingpo isn't entirely off the mark," the lady with the imperial gown replied, also answering Han Li's question. Of course, this was due to Han Li himself being a cultivator at the Consolidated Stage, whose strength was comparable to her true form. "My name is Han Li. Indeed, you invited me to awaken the spirit essence of the celestial maiden," Han Li bowed politely. "Ah, now I understand!" "It must have been a sincere effort on the part of my descendants to secure a helper of this caliber—someone at the Consolidated Stage of cultivation." Upon hearing this from Han Li, the lady in court attire gradually softened her cold expression and bowed gracefully to him. The others, Xu Jiao and his companions, felt a warmth rise to their cheeks upon hearing the lady's question. This "Han Senior" hadn't been arranged in advance; he had actually come to them on his own initiative. Otherwise, the Xu family would have truly been unable to awaken their ancestor's blood soul this time. "Heh, to be honest, this matter is also somewhat connected to me. Helping out a little is only natural. Moreover, Han Li and the Ice-Purity Daoist share some deeper ties." Han Li smiled lightly. "Indeed? That's surprising!" The lady was momentarily taken aback, then turned her gaze toward the Xu family cultivators below. "Our ancestor's words are true. Not only did this senior return our ancestor's blood soul to us, but also, both this senior and the Ice-Purity ancestor hail from the same realm. Furthermore, they have both received some of our ancestor's遗留 blue-flame ice spires." Xu Jiao stepped forward, replied cautiously. "Indeed, such a thing has happened! I am most grateful. Once my body is freed, I shall surely repay you generously." The dressed-in-courtly-attire lady's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, though her words were few—yet they carried such conviction that one could not doubt them. "I don't expect any repayment myself, only a few questions I've long wished to ask the immortal lady. However, now is not the time to discuss them. We should wait until your physical form has stabilized before addressing these matters." Han Li glanced at the lady several times, then smiled slightly and said. "You've noticed that, haven't you? I must indeed be embarrassed. This blood body is only recently solidified—it's still rather unstable and will require several days to fully integrate the blood spirit with it." The lady appeared slightly surprised, yet did not hesitate to affirm. "Ah, well—I'm sure your blood spirit has just awakened and must have many things to share with your kin. I shall then step aside. Qian Yu, would you kindly escort me back to my quarters?" Han Li turned around and suddenly spoke to Xu Qianyu nearby. "Ah... Qianyu, I understand!" "I'll step aside now. Once my ancestor's blood soul is restored, I'll personally thank you most sincerely." Xu Qianyu was taken aback and glanced at Xu Jiao. However, upon hearing Han Li's words, Xu Jiao, the head of the Xu family, was delighted and immediately began expressing her gratitude. The dressed-in-imperial-clothes woman remained silent, merely bowing slightly to Han Li. Thus, Han Li and Xu Qianyu walked out of the grand hall with dignified grace. Only after seeing Han Li's figure vanish at the exit did Xu Jiao lead the group of Xu family cultivators forward to pay their respects to the woman in the air. "Rise, please," she said gently. "It truly takes great effort to awaken my blood soul again. You are now the head of the Xu family!" "Xu Jiao, the 173rd generation descendant of the Xu family, bows to the Ice-Purity Ancestor!" replied Xu Jiao with great courtesy. "The 173rd generation?" It truly seems like years have passed. Now, your cultivation may not be outstanding, but it's certainly acceptable. Get up, please—though this Blood Soul Heritage has preserved part of my original memories, it is not truly my essence. Moreover, due to the long duration of the seal, most of my memories are fragmented, and the key details I recall are few. You needn't call me anything like "Ancestral," just refer to me as Blood Spirit will be sufficient." The lady in court attire smiled sadly and waved her hand downward. "Rest assured, although I no longer remember my direct descent, I can still sense a faint connection between our blood souls, knowing she must still reside somewhere in the Spiritual Realm. Moreover, I have a somewhat hazy recollection of certain relevant clues." The lady in imperial attire then spoke words that brought further joy to the hearts of the gathered. "Knowing even just the clues is sufficient—so long as we can find a single trace, we will surely recover our ancestor." After taking a deep breath, Xu Jiao solemnly bowed to the sky. "Is this not a difficult task? Though I no longer recall the specifics, I believe my body is currently trapped somewhere on another continent. Well, I will carefully reconstruct the fragmented memories in my mind and then provide you with a detailed account. For now, please share with me the current state of the human race, as well as the matter concerning that cultivator who reached the Consolidated Stage earlier." I sensed a familiar aura in this person—besides the mentioned Qinglan Ice Flame, there seemed to be another thing I deeply recognized, which this person had also acquired. Yet the specifics eluded me at the moment! A slight expression of curiosity appeared on Xue Ling's face. Xu Jiao and Xu Yuan, along with the others, exchanged surprised glances. After a brief hesitation, Xu Jiao respectfully replied, "If Blood Spirit Senior wishes to know, I shall immediately recount what I remember. Shortly after the Ice Purity Ancestor's disappearance, our human race faced a great calamity from the demonic forces. Among the original Three Emperors and Seven Demon Kings, many perished, causing considerable disorder and instability among both human and demonic clans for over ten thousand years..." The family head began narrating the major events from as far back as tens of thousands of years ago, weaving in several significant occurrences within the Xu family, including several near-catastrophic incidents that had almost led to the family's extinction. After finishing these accounts, he also carefully relayed to the blood-soul embodiment of his own ancestral lineage all the details he had heard from Xu Qianyu regarding Han Li. The lady in court attire floated steadily above the blood pool, her expression always calm and composed—only the subtle shimmer of blood light in her eyes hinted at the slightest ripple of emotion within her mind. Meanwhile, Han Li had already returned to his original residence, the pavilion, and sent Xu Qianyu away. He then ascended to the topmost level, walked a few steps to the window, and gazed intently at the Xu family temple, his eyes slightly narrowed, pondering deeply. However, only after a brief moment did Han Li leave the window and return to the center of the uppermost level. He raised a hand, releasing a yellow mat. Then he settled into a meditative posture, raised one hand to perform a seal, and calmly closed his eyes. From that point on, Han Li made no further movements—seeming completely still and fully immersed in meditation! Three days later, a lady in a palace-style gown, claiming to be a Blood Spirit, arrived at the door of the pavilion with Xu Jiao. Having already sensed their arrival, Han Li calmly invited the three of them into a larger hall. "Congratulations, Master, on your fully matured blood-bodied form!" as soon as the lady settled down, Han Li smiled warmly at her. "It is truly remarkable that you have so swiftly fused your spiritual body and blood soul into one. This achievement is largely due to Master's refined magical energy. Without it, it would have been impossible for the Blood Spirit to stabilize and solidify your spiritual body to such a degree within just three days." The lady returned the smile, her once bright red eyes now clear and dark, just like those of an ordinary person. "Ah, Master, I merely did what came naturally. Your blood soul technique is indeed extraordinary—so effortless is it to reconstruct your physical form that it truly serves as a masterful means of self-defense and survival in battle." Upon hearing that the lady was a Blood Spirit, Han Li was momentarily surprised, but quickly regained his composure and waved his hand dismissively. "This Blood-Soul Secret Technique was actually something I accidentally acquired back then. Indeed, several of its methods prove quite useful for preserving one's life. If my esteemed friend doesn't mind, I shall repay your earlier generous assistance with this scroll!" Blood Ling blinked her beautiful eyes, flipped her hand, and suddenly a white jade scroll appeared in her grasp, which she then placed gently upon the table before Han Li. As she looked at Han Li, her gaze carried a mixture of smiles—half-pleased, half-quietly amused.