Three days later, Han Li led Yin Yue, Xie Dao-ren, Bai Guo'er, and Li Rong away from Tianyuan City, heading directly toward the Xu family. Han Li had already learned that, since the demonic forces withdrew, the Xu family had returned to their original ancestral seat. Thus, after passing through several cities via teleportation and traveling only for a brief half-month, Han Li and his companions arrived at the Xu family's residence. Upon simply introducing themselves, the entire Xu family erupted into excitement. Not only did the family patriarch Xu Jiao and Xu Qianyu rush out to welcome them, but also a number of senior elders followed closely behind. Among them were Xu Yan and Xu Huo, who had previously met Han Li. It seemed that the Xu family had not suffered significant losses in strength during the demonic calamity. "Respectfully bowing to Master Han," said Xu Jiao, offering Han Li a formal bow. The other elders likewise bowed with a touch of excitement and enthusiasm. If, previously, when Han Li arrived as a fully integrated cultivator, the Xu family could still maintain a sense of pride befitting a major human clan, then now, in the presence of Han Li appearing as a Great Perfection cultivator, they are truly humbled and can no longer display any expression that might displease him. Han Li and the others were directly ushered into the main hall of the Xu family, reserved for hosting distinguished guests. After settling into the principal seat without ceremony, Han Li calmly addressed the head of the Xu family, who stood beside him: "I have already explained my reasons for coming—your family should be well aware of this. Though I heard from Xu Lady about the matter concerning the Blood Spirit cultivator, I would still like to hear the Xu family recount it once again, to ensure there are no omissions." "Yes, sir. The Blood Soul Master returned to our family unexpectedly seven months ago..." Xu Jiao spoke with due attention, beginning to recount the details carefully. Han Li listened intently, paying close attention to every detail. After a cup of tea, only after the other had finished speaking, he said with a touch of seriousness: "So, besides having you deliver the Xitian Ding to me, did the Xuehun Daojun also mention that only I could possibly awaken it?" "Yes, Senior. Xuehun, being a descendant of the ancestor's body, though his cultivation level is only around the Lingxu stage, possesses a body that is nearly half-physical and half-ethereal—thus, he was originally very resilient to injuries. Yet this time, the Xuebo Daojun seems to have suffered some unforeseen sabotage. Though his body appears unharmed on the surface, a deep black aura permeates his entire form, and he has remained unconscious ever since—this is truly unusual. I've exhausted all my means, yet none have yielded any results. I hope Senior will consider the favor of the Bingpo Ancestor and be able to lend a hand." Xu Jiao said with care. "Hearing this, I am now very interested in the cause of Xuebo Daojun's unconsciousness. I shall first personally examine the current condition of Xuehun Daojun. If it truly proves possible to revive him, then I Han Li smiled slightly, making no further objections. "Thank you so much, elder. I'll take the lead and show you the way." Xu Jiao was delighted and kept expressing his gratitude. "Cai brother, come with me. Yin Yue, Guo'er, and Li Daojun—please stay here for now." Han Li nodded and gave a brief instruction to Yin Yue and the three of them. "Very well, I'll stay here with Guo'er and Li Daojun, waiting a moment." Yin Yue replied obediently. As for Li Rong and Bai Guo'er, they naturally had no other opinion and simply nodded in agreement. The other Xu family cultivators had already noticed the presence of Yin Yue and the others. Given the significant differences in their cultivation levels, while they sensed that the women's energies were equally profound, they could not clearly discern their actual cultivation stages. Thus, they were quietly astonished and treated them with exceptional respect, showing no signs of negligence. After leaving several women to accompany Yin Yue Li Rong and others, Xu Jiao took the other elders along with Han Li and Han Dao, heading toward Xu Family's sealed sanctuary. At the deepest part of the Xu family estate, within a subterranean stone hall, Han Li appeared there, accompanied by Xu Jiao and the others. At the center of the hall stood a translucent, semi-transparent jade coffin, quietly resting there. Inside the coffin lay a woman dressed in white, her eyes closed, with a faint layer of black mist gently enveloping her body—this was the blood-soul incarnation of the Ice Spirit Maiden from the beginning. Han Li took just a few steps to reach the coffin, and as soon as he came within a zhang's distance, he immediately felt a wave of intense cold emanating from ahead. "A thousand-year-old pyro-ice!" Han Li glanced at the coffin, showing no surprise, and simply asked. "Your insight is truly remarkable," said Xu Jiao, eager to explain, "this is indeed a thousand-year-old pyro-ice coffin. Only such a vessel can slow the gradual weakening of the blood-soul elder's vital energy. That is why I—." "The inherent power of the extreme cold is already effective in controlling many types of injuries. Placing Blood-Pulse Brother into the ten-thousand-year-old jade coffin without knowing his exact condition was indeed a wise move." Han Li nodded, offering no further comment. At that moment, his gaze had settled on the white-clad woman within the crystal coffin. Now, Blood-Pulse was not only tightly closed-eyed, but covered in black vapor across his face, with an odd network of blood-like patterns appearing on his forehead and brows—flickering in and out, and faint glimmers of blood radiating from his skin. Upon seeing these patterns, Han Li's expression briefly stiffened, as if suddenly recalling something, and his brows furrowed slightly. "Master Han, have you identified the cause of Blood-Pulse Brother's unconsciousness?" Xu Jiao asked promptly. "I've noticed a few clues, but still can't be certain—more confirmation is needed." Han Li spoke calmly, extending his spiritual awareness toward the crystal coffin and enveloping it. After a brief moment, Han Li's expression changed, and suddenly, he lightly touched his finger to the patterns on his forehead and brows. A soft sound followed. A mass of black mist rose and coalesced into a single dark, ethereal eye. As the eye opened, a filament of crystal shot forth, vanishing instantly and piercing straight through the crystalline coffin, embedding itself within the white-robed woman's body. At that moment, the filament retracted, revealing a blood-red, thumb-sized strangling creature firmly lodged in its anterior section. Simultaneously, the blood patterns that had appeared on the white-robed woman's brow and forehead vanished completely. This strange creature resembled a snail in form, yet possessed seven to eight unevenly lengthened tendrils sprouting from its head. As soon as it detached from the woman's body, it began to wildly thrash and flutter, appearing most peculiar. "What is this? We have never seen such a creature within the blood spirit elder's body before," the members of the Xu family stared in astonishment, Xu Jiao himself falling silent in surprise. "It is not surprising that you have never noticed it before. This is a blood gongling—a creature that is inherently formless and colorless, naturally dissolved within the blood." "If it weren't for my divine consciousness weaving technique forcing it out, you would likely never have been able to detect its presence at all," Han Li said calmly, his eyes narrowed intently at the crimson strange creature now just inches away. "This creature—blood gusht—must be a type of gusht. Yet, though it seems so formidable, why has it never been heard of before? Why have we never heard of it among the younger generations?" Xu Jiao asked with some hesitation. "Hehe, this creature isn't one found on our Fengyuan Continent—it's unique to the Xue Tian Continent, one of the three most mysterious continents in the Spirit Realm. It's quite different from the ordinary gushts you're familiar with," Han Li replied evenly. "Xue Tian Continent! That's impossible!" Xu Jiao and the other elders of the Xu family were stunned. "Though I've never personally visited Xue Tian, I did spend some time traveling on another continent—the Leiming Continent—and I once read about this very creature in an ancient text from there. There can be no mistake about it!" Han Li glanced at the members of Xu family. Suddenly, the crystalline filament emanating from his brows stirred, instantly transforming into countless shimmering threads that enveloped the blood-colored strange insect. With a sudden pull, a sharp "pffft!" sound echoed— the filament vanished in an instant, and the blood-colored insect burst into countless fragments, splattering into droplets of blood across the ground. "Though this blood gusht insect is exceptionally venomous and extremely difficult to expel even from a consolidated cultivator, it proves utterly fragile once separated from the body," Han Li added with a cold smile. "Thank you, elder, for your guidance. Now, as for the Blood Spirit elder—she hasn't shown any movement yet in the crystal coffin," Xu Jiao said, glancing at the pale woman still motionless within, still somewhat concerned. "Rest assured. The blood gusht insect has now been expelled. With adequate rest, she will recover and regain consciousness on her own. However, I恐怕 I won't be able to wait this long. Well, I'll intervene once more to help her awaken and regain awareness sooner." "After a brief thought, Han Li said as such. "Thank you so much, Master, for your great kindness," said Xu Jiao, who was overjoyed; the other elders of the Xu family also beamed with gratitude. With his eyes narrowing slightly, Han Li moved with a fluid motion, stepping close to the crystal coffin. After glancing once more at the beautiful white-clad woman, he suddenly pointed his finger at her forehead. Instantly, a column of shimmering, powerful spiritual energy erupted, swiftly fading and then merging into her body, where it swiftly traveled through all her meridians, forcibly clearing any obstructions and smoothing out the sluggish passages. The woman emitted a soft, slightly painful sigh, furrowed her brows, and then slowly opened her eyes. Han Li's gaze flickered, and with his second finger, he sent out a burst of green light. As the fragrance of herbs spread, the green light precisely entered the slightly parted lips of the white-clad woman. Han Li smiled slightly and immediately turned to walk toward the door of the hall. "Let Blood-Pulse Daoist rest for a full ten minutes, allowing the effects of the pill to fully unfold, then bring her to me." "Yes, Master Han," the others replied, surprised and delighted. The Crab Daoist watched the scene unfold, remaining expressionless, and followed Han Li out of the hall as well. Ten minutes later, in the original hall where the Xu family master once resided, Han Li finally met the white-clad woman who had now fully regained consciousness. "Blood-Pulse Daoist, how are you feeling now?" Han Li asked warmly, smiling at the woman who had just thanked him. "Thanks to Master Han's 'Complementing the Primordial Qi Pill' just now, I believe I should be fine for now."