"How is it possible that this thing isn't the blood of the Primordial Dragon?" Han Li was slightly taken aback. "It's not just that—it has absolutely no connection whatsoever to the true Primordial Dragon. Only outsiders like yourselves would easily mistake it. Nevertheless, that's understandable, for the aura clinging to this object truly does bear the essence of a True Dragon. That part is entirely accurate," the cloaked man said with a low chuckle. "From the way my friend speaks, it seems you have a clear understanding of this item's origin. Could you kindly share some details with Han Li?" Han Li's expression brightened, and he asked. "Of course. This item is of great value to the True Dragon lineage, yet utterly useless to other races. Indeed, it is a drop of blood—yet not the blood of the Primordial Dragon, but rather that of the Yan Long." The cloaked man spoke without reservation, stating the facts plainly. "Yan Long?" Han Li furrowed his brows, clearly encountering this name for the first time. "It's entirely natural that Han brother should be unfamiliar with Yan Long." Indeed, among our true dragon lineage, only a few are aware of its existence. Simply put, the Yān Long is no less than a premier celestial being on par with the ancestral Dragon Lord, and in fact, it is the direct ancestor of our very rivals—the Mād Long lineage, which has been our mortal adversary since time immemorial. Moreover, this Yān Long blood is believed to have originated from the Celestial Realm and has not merely one drop, but seven or eight drops in total. As soon as the black-robed man spoke, Han Li was startled. "Seven or eight drops? That's truly remarkable," Han Li exclaimed, genuinely astonished. "Even our senior elders were only able to detect the presence and quantity of these Yān Long blood drops through special means of ancestral blood resonance. It was precisely because of this that they dispatched us—every single one of us—to various realms, to retrieve every single drop of Yān Long blood without exception." Although the Yanchong Dragon's blood contains an immense amount of genuine Yanchong Dragon energy, it also carries within it a unique, disruptive force. Aside from our True Dragon clan, which has the means to gradually refine and extract this energy, others who attempt to forcibly cultivate it may not only fail to obtain the Yanchong Dragon energy but may instead have their inner magical power contaminated, transforming their bodies directly into mere projections of the Yanchong Dragon. The elders of the clan suspect that this very occurrence might have been the original intention of the Yanchong Dragon itself. As our True Dragon clan are the eternal rivals of the Dragon of the Dark, we naturally cannot allow such an event to unfold. "The black-robed man spoke seriously. "If indeed this is the case, then for us outsiders, this item would not only be useless but potentially extremely hazardous. Yet, once the noble families obtain such Yanchong Dragon's blood, they will surely see a significant enhancement in their strength, and it is likely that some among them will even achieve transcendence. "Han Li's face slightly changed, yet his thoughts swiftly turned as he spoke. "Transcendence? How so?" Your companion has certainly oversimplified the process of refining the Yánlóng's blood... Although this substance contains astonishing true energy, merely eliminating the chaotic forces within demands an extraordinary amount of time. And during the process, the true energy itself will also be gradually lost. If one manages to retain even one-tenth of the original energy, that would already be considered favorable. Moreover, after the true energy is absorbed, the beneficiaries will merely gain stronger spiritual capabilities and save some time on cultivation—nothing more. For beings of true spirit rank, achieving transcendence remains vastly more difficult than for others. However, administering this refined blood to junior disciples below the Great Perfection stage might offer them a chance to leverage the energy's effects, possibly overcoming certain bottlenecks and advancing earlier into true spirit rank. The man in black shook his head repeatedly. "Thus, it seems the True Dragon lineage will see several new companions reach the true spirit level in the future." After exhaling a long breath, Han Li asked. "Indeed, this is plausible, yet whether this outcome will actually materialize remains to be seen." Our clan is inherently composed of true spirit bodies; even through gradual accumulation over time, it is not particularly difficult to attain true spirit status. Well, I have already fully disclosed all matters as they are. I wonder if Brother Han has now carefully considered the points I previously mentioned." After finishing his words, the black-robed man casually added another question. "Since you are a fellow from the same lineage as Fan Pao and promptly returned to your clan after the incident, taking full responsibility for all related matters, I find it difficult to refuse." Han Li did not answer directly, but instead spoke deliberately and slowly. "Did Fan Pao pass on a invitation letter for the Guang Ling Dao Fruit Conference to you?" The black-robed man smiled slightly and asked. "Are you referring to this?" Han Li lifted his hand and flipped it once, revealing a shimmering dragon-scale plate. "Yes, exactly this item. If Brother Han is willing to assist this time, I can promise to offer some small support at the Dao Fruit Conference, increasing the chances of Dao Friends securing Dao Fruit. The black-robed man spoke calmly. "Since receiving the invitation, I've made some inquiries about the Guangling Dao Conference. Unfortunately, not many Dao Friends in the Spirit Realm are aware of this event—only vaguely familiar with the Dao Fruit Invitation, which seems exceptionally difficult to obtain. The Dao Fruit appears to hold the title of the First Spirit Fruit among the thousand realms, though I'm still unclear about its specific benefits." Han's face changed several times before he finally asked thoughtfully. "Heh, of course. The Guangling Dao Fruit Conference hosted by our Dragon Island only invites around a thousand strong Daoists across various realms. The sole criterion for receiving an invitation is that each invitee possesses a true spirit power level comparable to or exceeding the average. Brother Fan Po, our esteemed elder, has an exceptionally high standard—thus, it's no small feat that Brother Han has earned his recognition." While the title of the first among a thousand might slightly exaggerate the prestige of the Guangling Dao Fruit, it's safe to say that most people would agree it ranks among the top three. Indeed, anyone who consumes this fruit can achieve the Guangling Dao Body for up to ten thousand years—dramatically enhancing their cultivation and comprehension of techniques, by at least seven to eight times over. "Seven to eight times over!" Han Li was genuinely startled, his face displaying a look of genuine disbelief for the first time. "Indeed, though one can only consume a single Guangling Dao Fruit throughout their life, merely one complete fruit is sufficient to temporarily transform a common person's physique into the legendary Guangling Dao Body. While this body may not offer significant advantages in combat, it is truly extraordinary in cultivation and deepening one's understanding of techniques," said the black-robed man, speaking with a dreamy tone, as if he himself were deeply yearning for this precious fruit. "If this fruit indeed possesses such miraculous effects, then calling it the first-class immortal fruit among the thousand realms would certainly not be an exaggeration. Yet, from the tone you've conveyed, even after participating in this gathering, it seems remarkably difficult to secure this fruit. In that case, how could I possibly assist you? Before such a precious treasure, even if you are a member of the dragon clan, I suspect you'd still face certain biases." Han Li's expression grew deeply engaged, yet he spoke with calm composure. "Brother Han, please rest assured. Though I may not be particularly distinguished, I have already been formally designated by my clan as one of the thirty-six stewards for this year's fruit assembly. While this position may not directly aid you in a visible way, it certainly allows me to relay messages among other attendees and provide access to confidential information that outsiders would otherwise find hard to obtain." The man in black replied quietly. "That's all?" Han Li slightly furrowed his brow, appearing somewhat dissatisfied. "You should be content with that. After all, this Guangling Immortal Fruit is so rare, and the assembled contenders are all formidable individuals." According to the established custom, among those invited year after year, only about a hundred would be granted a genuine Dao Fruit. The rest could only sip on the elixir diluted with Dao Fruit juice. Though this elixir was indeed rare and precious to us Daoists, it paled in comparison to the true Dao Fruit itself. To offer merely some informational assistance was already a special exception. Perhaps the Dao Friend will succeed in securing a Guangling Dao Fruit precisely because of this seemingly modest support. The black-robed man smiled gently as he spoke. "Master Tian speaks with some truth—indeed, I have been rather greedy. Then it shall be settled as such. I accept this matter." After swiftly pondering several times in his mind, Han Li finally nodded with determination. "I knew you would agree, Brother Han. Then, for the coming days, I shall hide with you here, so that we may depart together from this continent." "The black-robed man was very pleased. This is quite natural, but I have one more question. Regarding the transmission slot, I have only managed to secure three. Should your friend wish to join us, I believe the He Lan Commerce Alliance will surely notice." Han Li said in the same manner. "Master Tian... no, actually, it should be Master Tian, the Immortal Lady. I hope that when we meet again, you will reveal your true self to me." Han Li gazed at the black-robed man's back, his expression suddenly brightening with a touch of surprise. "I see you've already perceived my efforts to conceal my true identity. Then, at our next meeting, I shall reveal myself in full. By the way, my real name is Tian Fei'er—please remember that, Master." Upon hearing this, the black-robed man's form first trembled slightly, then his voice changed, resonating with a clear, bell-like laughter, soft and melodic. Instantly, his figure blurred and dissolved into the wind, vanishing silently beyond the door. "Tian Fei'er—she must hold some standing within the Dragon Clan," Han Li mused, stroking his chin, his expression thoughtful. He then sank into deep contemplation. Four days later, as Han Li was meditating in the inner chamber, a vibrant crimson flame suddenly burst through the outer door and swiftly settled into his hands. Amidst the roaring crimson flames, Ming Zun's calm voice echoed. "Friend Han, the transportation array is ready. Please come—our journey has begun."