Chapter 1757: Nine Flame Grass

With a whoosh, Han Li's figure flashed out from the nearby void. He looked at the Brahma Sacred Golden Body, a satisfied expression on his face.

With a flick of his sleeve, there was a bang. The Golden Body transformed into specks of golden light and vanished.

The second Nascent Soul, meanwhile, turned into a black mist and shot towards his body, disappearing in a flash.

Although he had released his second Nascent Soul and attached it to the Golden Body, its state of mind was not yet stable. During the previous battle, the Nascent Soul itself could not utilize the demonic techniques at all; it merely used spiritual sense to control the Golden Body against the enemy.

By doing this, the second Nascent Soul did not have to fear the danger of a backlash from inner demons. However, the Golden Body could not display its full power.

But after Han Li advanced to the late Void Refinement stage, his Brahma Sacred True Devil Arts also progressed to the final section. The Golden Body's power was incomparable to when he was in the early Void Refinement stage, and he could also unleash several new divine abilities he had long anticipated.

The Vortex Golden Light was among the most formidable and peculiar of these.

Even an ordinary Body Integration cultivator, if caught off guard and sucked in by this golden light without powerful divine abilities or rare treasures for protection, would likely perish within it.

Therefore, even though the second Nascent Soul did not use the demonic techniques, by controlling the Golden Body, it effortlessly eliminated that Rong tribesman.

From Han Li's initial move to using his treasured Golden Body to kill four Rong tribesmen of the same cultivation level, only a few moments had passed. Even Fairy Yue and the old man surnamed Xu, who were still far away, were hesitating whether to return and help Han Li repel the enemy.

The four formidable enemies who had previously chased them relentlessly were cleanly eliminated by Han Li in one go.

Both of them were naturally dumbfounded at this moment.

On their faces, there was seven parts shock, two parts unease, and only one part pleasant surprise.

Han Li paid no attention to the changes in the woman's and old man's expressions. With a flicker of his body, he instantly appeared above Qu'er.

Ever since Han Li appeared, the little girl had remained obediently in place, not moving an inch. Now that he was close, she immediately blinked her eyes. After secretly exchanging a few words with Han Li via spiritual transmission, a flash of white light enveloped her, and she transformed into a ball of white light that vanished into his sleeve.

Han Li pondered for a moment, as if deep in thought. Then he raised his head and glanced at the woman and old man in the distance.

The two exchanged glances and seemed to whisper a few words to each other. After a moment of hesitation, they still moved and flew towards him.

Their escape speed was neither fast nor slow.

Even so, in a short while, the two slowly arrived within ten zhang of Han Li, where their escape light retracted and they stopped.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for your assistance. Otherwise, this time, Fairy Yue and I would have found it difficult to escape the pursuit of these Rong tribesmen. Brother Han's divine abilities are truly vast, making us feel ashamed of ourselves." The old man clasped his fist at Han Li and repeatedly expressed his gratitude with a beaming smile.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is right. These Rong tribesmen have formidable escape techniques. If we hadn't encountered Brother Han here, we would truly have been in danger of perishing. This junior sister is also immensely grateful." Fairy Yue's beautiful face had returned to calm, but she also let out a soft sigh as she spoke.

"So, both of you Fellow Daoists had your magical power damaged. That explains why you couldn't shake off these Rong tribesmen. There's no need for thanks. After all, Han and both of you entered this realm together from Cloud City. Since we met, I wouldn't stand by and do nothing." Han Li smiled slightly, appearing quite modest.

"Brother Han possesses discerning eyes! Fairy Yue and I had previously fallen into the Rong tribesmen's trap, and our vitality was already significantly damaged when we escaped. We will never forget your kind assistance, Fellow Daoist, and we will surely express our gratitude handsomely." Seeing Han Li's kindness, the old man surnamed Xu felt his heart ease, and a few more smiles appeared on his face.

Hearing the old man's words, Han Li merely smiled without speaking.

Fairy Yue's eyes flickered a few times, then she suddenly raised a hand, and a jade box appeared in it. She then slowly spoke to Han Li:

"This is a Nine-Flamed Spirit Grass, a rare herb long extinct in the Spirit Realm, and a necessary material for refining several spirit pills. Those Rong tribesmen have been relentlessly pursuing us, partly because of this spirit herb. As we have nothing else to repay Fellow Daoist for saving us, please accept this spirit herb as a gift."

As her voice fell, the woman threw the jade box directly towards him.

The old man beside her, witnessing this, showed a hint of astonishment on his face, but it vanished in a flash, and he resumed his beaming smile as if nothing had happened.

Han Li was somewhat surprised by this. With a slight change in his expression, he reached out with one hand and pulled the jade box into his grasp.

He lowered his head and examined it.

The jade box glowed with red light, and several light-blue talismans were affixed to its surface, indicating extreme caution towards the item within.

Han Li's eyes flickered. He opened his mouth, and a stream of green mist sprayed out.

The mist swirled, and the talismans on the jade box's surface flashed wildly a few times before falling off on their own.

The lid flew open. A cluster of glazed light shot out from inside, appearing remarkably spirited.

But Han Li was already prepared. How could he let it escape right under his nose?

With a wave of his arm, he made a grabbing motion in the air with one hand.

A 'hissing' sound of tearing air emerged. An invisible immense force instantly enveloped the cluster of glazed light.

He slightly bent his five fingers. With a 'whoosh,' the cluster of light was pulled through the air.

"Fellow Daoist Han, be careful!"

Seeing Han Li's action, Fairy Yue's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly called out a warning.

"It's nothing!" Han Li, however, smiled, and with a flash of spiritual light from his palm, it suddenly became resplendent with golden light.

The cluster of glazed light spun gracefully in his palm, then gently settled down.

It was clearly a spirit herb shaped like a flame, yet emitting nine different spiritual lights.

This spiritual item was only a few inches tall, but wherever its nine-colored flames passed, even the nearby void became blurry and indistinct, and waves of heat emanated from it.

The high temperature of this herb was evident!

However, Han Li's palm, holding the spirit herb, gleamed with golden light, like pure gold, treating the high temperature, despite its proximity, as if it were nothing.

The old man surnamed Xu, seeing this, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, but he chuckled and said:

"Fairy Yue, you worry too much! With Brother Han's astonishing divine abilities, how could such a small amount of fire pose any threat?"

"Indeed! The spiritual light emitted by this Nine-Flamed Grass is enough to melt gold and dissolve stone, yet it has no effect on Fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Han's divine abilities are truly unfathomable!" Fairy Yue was stunned for a moment, then spoke with a wry smile.

"My divine abilities are not as exaggerated as you two describe. I merely cultivated some special fire-repelling techniques. This Nine-Flamed Grass is indeed an exceptionally rare fire spirit herb, and it will truly be useful to me. In that case, Han would be rude to refuse." Han Li carefully observed the nine-colored spirit herb in his hand for a while, then said with a smile.

Following this, with a flick of his finger, he placed the herb back into the jade box and affixed several new talismans to it. Then, with a flash of spiritual light, the jade box vanished.

Seeing this, Fairy Yue's lips curled into a slight smile.

Although the old man felt a great reluctance in his heart, remembering the astonishing divine abilities Han Li had displayed earlier, no unusual expression appeared on his face. Instead, he chuckled, intending to say something more.

But Han Li suddenly flicked his sleeve again. Two light-green jade bottles flashed out, flying towards Fairy Yue and the old man respectively.

The two were stunned by this and subconsciously raised their hands to grab.

Two streams of light swirled past, and the jade bottles, each enveloped in a ball of spiritual light, landed in their hands.

"Brother Han, what is this?" The old man's expression froze, and he became somewhat hesitant.

The woman, also holding a jade bottle, looked at Han Li with some surprise.

"It's nothing. The Nine-Flamed Grass is simply too rare. I previously obtained some spirit pills that can enhance the magical power of even ninth-rank cultivators. These should be useful when you two Fellow Daoists attempt to break through your bottlenecks, so I'll use two bottles of these pills as compensation for taking the spirit herb," Han Li said lightly.

"What?! Pills that can advance the magical power of cultivators at the ninth rank?!" Upon hearing this, the old man exclaimed in surprise. He hurriedly opened the bottle, swept his spiritual sense inside, then sniffed it under his nose, and an expression of wild joy appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yue's beautiful eyes flickered with an unusual light, and she was similarly moved.

"Indeed. These pills are certainly still useful for my current cultivation realm. However, Fairy Yue and I have just been saved by Fellow Daoist. How can we possibly accept your spirit pills as well?" The old man finally regained some composure. He looked at the jade bottle in his hand, yet still hesitated.

"My previous actions were merely a small effort for me. If the Nine-Flamed Grass were to be seen by a Saint-tier cultivator who cultivates fire-attribute divine abilities, what would these spirit pills count for? Han does not wish to take advantage of others; you two should just accept them," Han Li smiled faintly and said leisurely.

"Since Brother Han has put it that way, Xu and Fellow Daoist Yue thank you, Fellow Daoist." The old man pondered briefly, then put away the jade bottle with a smile.

Fairy Yue, who was nearby, also finished examining the medicine bottle in her hand, and after expressing her thanks, she put the pills into her sleeve.

After this exchange, most of the old man's apprehension finally disappeared. He glanced around, then suddenly asked:

"Brother Han, are you the only one around here? Are there any other Fellow Daoists nearby?"

"I was originally traveling with two other Fellow Daoists. However, we encountered some dangers a while ago and got separated from them." Han Li frowned slightly, showing no intention of concealing anything.

"I see. That's quite a pity!" Upon hearing this, the old man's face showed a hint of reluctance.

Fairy Yue, standing nearby, showed a slight change in expression, and a trace of regret appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you seem to have something on your mind! Do you and Fairy Yue have something that requires many people?" Han Li stroked his chin and asked with a half-smile.

Hearing Han Li's question, the old man surnamed Xu couldn't help but glance at the woman, seemingly seeking her opinion.

Fairy Yue pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"Brother Xu, that place has already been occupied by the Rong tribesmen, and with our current strength, we definitely cannot take it back. However, Brother Han possesses vast divine abilities, so he might have a way to accomplish this. Why don't we tell Brother Han about this? If it succeeds, we don't want anything else; we only need to copy that Golden Seal Script cultivation technique."