"It seems this Ling Wang is indeed quite mysterious! Brother Mo, could you tell me what kind of arrangement the Stone-Heart Elder made with him, especially considering he was willing to exchange such precious treasures as the Sanqing Lei Xiao Seal?" After a moment of thoughtful reflection, Han Li finally asked the question he had been most concerned about. "I'm truly sorry. I'm aware of many other matters, but the details regarding this specific arrangement remain entirely unknown to me. I only know that the Ling Wang seems to have asked the Stone-Heart Elder to accomplish a certain task—something quite perilous, in fact. That's why he offered such a valuable reward as the Sanqing Lei Xiao Seal." Mo Jianli hesitated before replying. "A task?" Both Han Li and Ao Xiao looked surprised. "It should be quite commendable, though the specifics remain completely unclear. In fact, if not for the damage to my own vital energy during this journey to the Demon Realm, and if not for one of my companions' concern that the Ling Wang acted rather hasty, I would have already made a visit to the Ling Clan upon returning from the Demon Realm." Mo Jianli smiled slightly, a touch of regret in his tone. "Mao brother, why didn't you mention this to me? If we worked together, perhaps we could still secure the Sanqing Lei Xiao Symbols from the Ling Wang." Ao Xiao, the elder, furrowed his brows and said. "If we had told Ao Brother about this earlier, what good would it have done? You've also lost considerable qi in the Mi Kingdom, and soon you'll need to prepare for your Great Transformation. Should we suffer further damage because of this matter, even if we obtain the symbol, it might not be worth it. However, if it were Han Brother instead, the situation would be different. I haven't mistaken him—Han Brother's aura is deeper and more profound than when he first entered the Mi Kingdom. If he were willing to join me on this journey, there's actually a good chance we could secure several Sanqing Lei Xiao Symbols." Mo Jianli's expression changed several times before he finally revealed his plan. "What? Mo brother intends to go to the Ling Clan together with Han Brother!" Ao Xiao's elder face slightly shifted. "Indeed, that's exactly what I've been thinking. First, with my alliance with Mr. Han, even if the Spirit King holds us two clans in low regard, he would surely hesitate to act with ill will—most likely, he would be willing to make a fair and straightforward agreement with us. Second, even if I do not visit the Spirit Clan now, I will probably have to make the journey at some point in the future. After all, our celestial calamities are not far apart, and I have no confidence at all in successfully weathering the next one. I have long coveted the Sanqing Lei Xiao Seal. For Mr. Han, this seal is equally valuable—perhaps it will even save his life during one of the future celestial calamities. "Master Mo spoke openly, without concealing his own desire for it. Master Ao's face showed a series of shifting expressions, and he remained silent for a moment. Master Han also appeared thoughtful, pondering the matter carefully. "Master Mo! If this Sanqing Lei Xiao Seal Array is indeed so precious, then the Spirit King may find it extremely hazardous to undertake this task—there's even a possibility that he might perish in the process." "Upon hearing this, Yin Yue couldn't help but add a few remarks. "Entering into a deal with the Spirit King certainly comes with risks. Yet, haven't we practitioners faced countless hardships at every step of our journey? Of course, if the risks truly prove overwhelming—should the situation be such that Feng Dao-you faces no threat of heavenly calamity and doesn't need to make any binding commitments to the Spirit King—then I would only ask that Feng Dao-you accompany me on this journey." Mo Jian-li seemed to have anticipated this very matter, speaking without hesitation. Yin Yue glanced at Feng Li, then at the old master Ao Xiao, her expression growing increasingly complex, unsure of what to say next. "How much would the probability of Master Ao Xiao successfully passing through the heavenly calamity increase if he were to obtain a Three-Pure Thunder Sky Seal?" Feng Li asked slowly. "Beyond doubt, the probability would rise to at least half a share." Mo Jian-li replied solemnly. Master Ao Xiao remained silent, clearly accepting this assessment. "A probability of half a share—this is indeed quite substantial." Master Ao, if you deliberately delay the arrival of the heavenly calamity any further, how much longer do you think you can manage?" Han Li asked Master Ao once again. "At most ten years. Beyond that, I simply won't be able to contain it," Master Ao replied, his facial muscles twitching slightly. "Ten years. That gives us some room for maneuver." Han Li's gaze flickered slightly, as though he had already made up his mind. "Master Han, what exactly do you mean?" Mo Jianli couldn't help asking. "Since I know there's a way to lend a hand to Master Ao, and since this matter also brings substantial benefits to both you and me, I naturally won't let it pass. Mo brother, take it!" Han Li smiled gently and spoke a few words, then suddenly shook his sleeve, and a beam of white light shot straight toward Mo Jianli. Mo Jianli naturally lifted his hand instinctively, grasping the white light in his palm, then separated his fingers—there stood a small, milky-white vial, faintly emitting a delicate aroma of medicine. "This...?" Mo Jianli narrowed his eyes, displaying a look of mild astonishment. "This is a Hui Fen Pill, greatly beneficial for replenishing vital energy. As long as Master Mo takes this pill and then seals himself away to diligently cultivate for another year, he should be able to restore nearly all the energy lost previously. At that point, when we go to see the Spirit King together, our chances of success will surely be much stronger." Han Li spoke calmly. "Such remarkable efficacy for this pill—then I shall take it without hesitation." Upon hearing this, Mo Jianli was naturally overjoyed. He opened the vial, briefly inspected it with his spiritual awareness, and then smiled warmly, accepting it with great satisfaction. Given his original condition, if he had taken ordinary pills, recovery would have taken at least several times longer. Old Ao Xiao, witnessing this scene, could not help but be moved. Han Li turned his head and said to the elder of the demonic race: "Ao, friend, if I haven't mistaken, besides having suffered greater depletion of vital energy than Mo friend, do you not also feel some issues with your spirit?" "Rest assured. Since I've asked this question, I naturally also have a remedy that can heal such a deficiency in the spirit and soul." Han Li waved his hand toward Yin Yue, smiled lightly, then flipped his hand once, producing several medicine vials of varying colors, which he then tossed toward Ao Xiao, the elder. "Thank you, Han brother. I knew you were truly capable and would surely have a solution." Yin Yue naturally expressed her delight, her gaze toward Han Li now filled with genuine gratitude. Ao Xiao, the elder, brightened visibly, rolled his sleeve to catch the vials, then examined them carefully before also expressing his surprise and gratitude. "Haha! It seems now that both of us will have to repay Han brother's medicinal kindness!" Mo Jianli, seeing this, was exceptionally pleased. Ao Xiao chuckled and nodded in agreement. "You two are being too formal. When my Dao journey was still in its early stages, I truly received much support from both of you. This is merely a small repayment of the favors I've enjoyed." After one year, once my brother's vitality has recovered, we will set out to the Ling Clan, striving to secure several Sanqing Lei Xiao scrolls. As for Master Ao Xiao, I suggest he remains within the clan, resting and preparing thoroughly for the great trial of the celestial calamity. Once we have obtained what we need, we will immediately return to the clan—absolutely not delaying Master Ao's crucial moment of crossing the heavenly storm. "Master Han spoke with solemnity. "I shall never forget this great debt of gratitude from both of you. However, should the circumstances truly prove insurmountable, I urge you not to press too hard, lest you encounter unforeseen misfortunes. Right now, our two clans have only three Ma-Ping Masters remaining. Should any one of us fall, it would represent an irreparable loss. Even if I manage to secure the Sanqing Lei Xiao scrolls, my chances of successfully weathering the heavenly storm remain quite slim, and thus, I would not wish to risk too much." Master Ao Xiao sighed, then suddenly stood up, bowing deeply to both Han and Mo Jian Li with both hands clasped in a formal gesture. Master Han naturally rose promptly and returned the bow. Yet Mo Jianli sat still, yawned, and spoke with a half-smiling tone. "Ha ha, I'm not doing this out of any special concern for you. If the Ling Wang hadn't held more than one secret scroll in his hands, I might not have come at all." "Given our friendship spanning tens of thousands of years, I still can't tell whether your words are sincere, Ao," said Ao Xiao, the elder, sighing, yet his gratitude remained undiminished. Mo Jianli was slightly taken aback, then merely smiled and said nothing. "Now that I think about it, the initial remark you made—about not wanting me to leave my clan—was probably meant to draw out this very matter. Your words were, in truth, insincere!" remarked Han Li, suddenly smiling. This time, Mo Jianli truly flushed, his face turning slightly embarrassed. Seeing this, Yin Yue relaxed, her lips gently curling into a smile. If the two—Han Li and his companion—could truly bring back the Three Pure Thunder Xiao Symbols from the Qing Sect, then his grandfather would still have a slim chance of surviving the next celestial calamity. Naturally, this gave the young woman a glimmer of hope. After that, the conversation shifted, and the group began discussing various matters concerning the reconstruction of both human and spirit clans. From their words, Han Li learned that the human and spirit clans had suffered greatly due to the Magian invasions, yet through years of persistent efforts, they had now recovered to nearly their former state. In this period, a new generation of exceptionally talented young disciples had emerged within both clans, with several outstanding talents even known to the two senior cultivators at the Great Perfection stage. Upon hearing this, Han Li naturally became keenly interested and asked several detailed questions. Thus, the group remained in the hall for nearly half a day, finally parting ways with mutual satisfaction. In the evening, at a dwelling on the Sacred Island renowned for its exceptionally dense qi, Han Li met with Hai, the young master, and several disciples, including the spirit-essence disciple, Zi. After a quick glance at the several disciples, Han Li beamed with satisfaction. Yet, when his gaze settled firmly on Bai Guo'er—the youngest among them—his face briefly revealed a look of surprise.