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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 43 (70): [The Prosperity of Yaoguan]
(43rd of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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"I'm not going."
Li Weiyi refused outright.
If it were First Commander Li Songlin of the Cangli Armor division, or Cangli's direct invitation, Li Weiyi wouldn't have been able to decline. After all, both men had shown him great kindness in Jiu Li City.
Li Songlin, in particular, had helped him secure the challenge qualification for the Jiu Li Dao Academy, personally intimidated the Changlin Gang, and even risked offending the Yang Clan to protect his safety for a month.
Li Weiyi had always kept this debt of gratitude in his heart.
But going to meet Li Ling's parents and her entire family?
What was that supposed to be?
"Don't leave!"
"My father, mother, and brother already know about us!" Li Ling chased after him, refusing to let him go.
Li Weiyi emphasized, "There's nothing between us! If you keep spreading rumors, smearing my reputation, or trying to pressure me with your family's influence, we won't even be friends anymore."
"I haven't been spreading rumors."
Li Ling continued, "A month ago, when you were targeted and hunted, I immediately left the Jiu Li Dao Academy to search for you. My mother suspected I was too concerned about you and questioned me. I told her you were my best friend and had saved my life multiple times. That's all I said - not a single word of exaggeration. I can swear on the Jiu Li God."
Li Weiyi remained silent.
He could imagine what Li Ling's mother must have thought after hearing her daughter's explanation.
Li Ling asked, "Don't I even have the right to care about you? Or to delude myself into thinking you're my best friend?"
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Yaoguan City had no city walls, resembling more a massive market town of several hundred thousand people.
Most of the buildings were constructed from rammed earth and stone, appearing primitive and low. Only a few Great Clan estates and grand restaurants and inns stood out, built with round timber and reaching three or four stories high.
The Immortal Radiance anomaly that erupted in Burial Immortal Town had been too dramatic. The entire region was enveloped in its glow, and within a month, it had shaken the Seven Southern Provinces, sparking countless rumors.
Some claimed Burial Immortal Town was an ancient Fallen Immortal Realm, where the fall of a single immortal could bring forth a thousand treasures.
Others said it was a gateway to a corner of the Immortal Realm, about to open.
The thick pillar of light that had shot up from the ground was a path to the Immortal Realm.
Some older, powerful cultivators from Li Province had followed the light down, glimpsing otherworldly scenes before hastily retreating, sensing a terrifying aura.
Truth and falsehood mingled in the swirling rumors, drawing countless cultivators to the area.
This influx of people transformed the small city closest to Burial Immortal Town into a bustling hub it had never been before.
Restaurants and inns were overflowing, and prices for rooms and food had skyrocketed.
The Shou Li Tribe, the city's rulers, seized the opportunity to sell a variety of rare resources, including Otherworldly Coffins, precious medicine, Strange Beasts, Beast Eggs, Insect Eggs, top-secret metal ore, and blood from Ancient Immortal Giant Beasts.
With enough money, one could buy many rare resources and treasures in Yaoguan City that were otherwise unavailable.
Li Weiyi was quite familiar with Yaoguan City.
On his first night in this world, he spent the night here with Gao Huan.
Instead of going to the city's most bustling district, they had headed to the Medicinal Market in the west.
The western district bordered the Mangshan Mountain Range. Herbalists who gathered herbs from the mountains would bring the freshest specimens here to sell, offering prices far lower than those charged by shops owned by powerful clans and Sects.
Of course, the quality of the herbs here wasn't very high...
Seven larvae? Why would they need such high-quality herbs?
But the most crucial reason was that Li Weiyi was broke, and high-grade herbs were prohibitively expensive.
As they entered the Medicinal Market, the pungent aroma of various herbs filled the air.
All the stalls were simple, some even using just a piece of burlap or a straw mat to display their wares.
The entire market was chaotic, filled with shouting vendors and haggling customers.
Li Ling, who had been following him, couldn't help but say, "If you're buying herbs, you should go to the Chamber of Commerce. There's nothing good here. This market attracts all walks of life, and with so many eyes watching, even if someone finds a precious medicine, they'll sell it secretly to the Chamber of Commerce first. The Tianyi Chamber of Commerce has a branch in Yaoguan. If you use your Cangli Tribe identity to purchase goods, you can get a significant discount."
"I have no money," Li Weiyi said.
Li Ling didn't believe him at all: "What about the money the Cangli Tribe gave you to buy a house? It was a full 200,000 Silver Coins!"
Li Weiyi didn't know how to explain, so he remained silent. He walked to a stall with a wide variety of medicinal herbs and pointed at a meter-long Cistanche on the ground.
"How much for this one?"
The stall owner, seeing Li Weiyi's disheveled and impoverished appearance, initially didn't want to bother with him. But when he caught sight of Li Ling behind him - her clothes immaculate and her face like a celestial maiden's - he immediately forced a smile.
"Young man, you have a keen eye! This is an old medicinal herb, weighing a full sixty-three catties. Fifty Silver Coins per catty. How many catties would you like?"
Medicinal herbs take ten years to mature, a hundred years to become precious medicine, and a thousand years to become a spirit.
Only herbs aged over ten years can be considered "medicinal herbs."
Even the most basic medicinal herbs start at five Silver Coins.
Those considered "old medicinal herbs" must be at least fifty years old.
Herbs that have grown for a hundred years or more are called "precious medicine."
Those that have grown for a thousand years or more have almost gained sentience, possessing spiritual power and even the ability to take human form.
Each one is incredibly precious, known as "thousand-year spirit herb" or "thousand-year demon herb."
Li Weiyi chose this Cistanche not because it was particularly rare, but because of its large quantity, which would be enough to feed the seven little ones for a long time.
"Fifty Silver Coins per pound? That's too expensive. Can you lower the price?"
Li Weiyi frowned.
The Nine-Leaf Cattail Grass was a precious medicine with a three-hundred-year history, so its high price was understandable. But even a medicinal herb-grade old medicine was shockingly expensive.
Buying the entire batch would cost him 3,150 Silver Coins.
All the various coins he had on hand could be exchanged for just over 12,000 Silver Coins.
How long would that last the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors?
The stall owner's expression darkened considerably: "Fifty Silver Coins? That's not expensive at all! Gathering herbs is incredibly difficult. Do you know how dangerous the Mangshan Mountain Range is? Do you know how hard it is to harvest an old medicine?"
Li Ling walked over to the Cistanche, plucked a fingernail-sized piece with her finger, and sniffed it lightly. Sensing something, she smiled: "This isn't an old medicine, is it? It looks like it's only about thirty years old."
The stall owner retorted, "Young lady, you've damaged the quality of my old medicine. You'll have to pay compensation."
"Fine. How much?"
Li Ling took out a black metal plaque and casually tossed it to the stall owner.
The stall owner took the metal plaque, glanced at it, and immediately felt it burn his hand. He couldn't hold it steady. He quickly returned it with a respectful bow and an anxious apology: "So it was the Netherlight Guide from the Jiuli Temple! No wonder your eyes are so sharp. No medicinal herb in the world can escape your discerning gaze."
"Then is this old medicine?" Li Ling asked.
"No, no..." The stall owner forced a smile.
After retrieving the Netherlight Guide's plaque, Li Ling continued, "So, what about the price?"
"Thirty Silver Coins per pound... no, twenty-five Silver Coins per pound," the stall owner said, his face plastered with a forced smile.
Li Ling glanced triumphantly at Li Weiyi and said, "Fine! You're a member of the Shou Li Tribe, aren't you? Let's go to the Shou Li Tribe's Ancestral Hall in the city right now. You can explain to the elders in charge of tribal law and punishment how you deceived my friend, disrupted market order, and damaged the Shou Li Tribe's reputation."
In the Medicinal Market, stall owners usually just made up the age of their herbs, hoping to trick someone. If a knowledgeable buyer agreed on a price, there was rarely any dispute.
But this stall owner had offended the wrong person.
After all, the Jiuli Temple was responsible for managing the Ancestral Halls of all tribes and cities.
The stall owner pleaded, "How about you set the price, Netherlight Guide?"
.....
Li Weiyi finally bought the 63-jin (100-pound) Cistanche for 630 Silver Coins.
Having secured the medicine at a low price, he couldn't pass up the opportunity.
So, at the same stall, he selected six other aged herbs, and after rounding down the total, spent 2,400 Silver Coins.
Li Weiyi felt no guilt. If not for Li Ling, his limited knowledge of medicinal herbs would have left him swindled. The stall owner's deception had forced Li Ling to use her authority.
After another circuit of the Medicinal Market, he found no precious medicines.
He spent five Silver Coins on a foot-long insect tube and left the market.
If he had sufficient funds, he would have preferred to buy precious medicines to feed the Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors. The more valuable their diet, the faster they would grow.
He longed to raise the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors to a battle strength comparable to seven cultivators in the Five Seas Realm.
"Looks like I'll have to sell some spiritual artifacts," Li Weiyi thought, idly toying with the newly purchased insect tube. It was made from a section of Scarlet Gold Bamboo, incredibly hard, with air holes and a carrying strap.
The Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors were Emperor-Monarch Level rare insects, even Stone Coffin Master and Master Guan hadn't recognized them.
Senior Spirit Tablet had said that even in their time, fewer than ten Insect Tamers in the entire Lingxiao Realm could have identified them.
Therefore, she told Li Weiyi not to worry too much about being exposed.
Keeping the Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperor in the Blood Mud Space within the Buddha's Relic was perfectly fine.
However, if they encountered a powerful enemy and needed to release the moths for help, the secret of his spatial treasure would inevitably be revealed.
Li Weiyi suddenly stopped and turned to Li Ling, who had been following him all along.
"Aren't you curious why I bought all these things?"
"Even if I were curious, you wouldn't tell me. You're the type who never accepts my kindness. You always think I'm trying to harm you," Li Ling replied.
Li Weiyi thought for a moment: "How about I treat you to noodles?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Li Ling's eyes.
"You saved me a lot of money today. I should at least thank you."
Li Weiyi led Li Ling to a roadside noodle stall and sat down at a square table facing the street.
"Sir, two bowls of soup noodles, with meat," he called out.
Li Ling, dressed in a magnificent gown with pristine white trim on her belt, sleeves, and collar, stood out sharply against the humble surroundings. Her flawless Half-Immortal Physique and exquisitely beautiful features only amplified the contrast.
As she sat down beside Li Weiyi, countless curious and astonished gazes turned their way from both the stall and the street.
Envious glances were inevitable.
Li Ling handed him a silk scarf: "Wipe the dust off your face. No one in Yaoguan dares to touch you. The city is filled with powerful cultivators from the Cangli Tribe."
Li Weiyi didn't know how to handle his relationship with Li Ling.
He wasn't a cold-hearted person; in fact, he cherished every emotion deeply.
He would remember Cai Yutong's bowl of fish soup for the rest of his life.
After a long moment of hesitation, he accepted the scarf and wiped his face.
"The price on my head at the Five Burials Temple should have gone up, right?"
Just now, walking a few hundred meters from the Medicinal Market to the noodle stall, Li Weiyi had spotted at least three people tailing him, their eyes filled with hostility and killing intent.
There was no help for it. Yaoguan was too small, and Li Ling was too conspicuous. It would have been strange if they hadn't been noticed and recognized walking together.
Of course, it was precisely because he was with Li Ling that no one had dared to strike yet.
"It has," Li Ling replied, "It's gone up several times over. Some cultivators in the Five Seas Realm are actively searching for you." She continued, "Now you understand why I must take you to meet my parents, don't you? Only with them will you truly be safe. Once we return to Jiu Li City, you can enter the Dao Academy directly and no longer fear assassins from the Five Burials Temple or contract killers from outside."
"Hmm! Doesn't admission to the Dao Academy require competition?" Li Weiyi chuckled.
Li Ling laughed: "After that battle a month ago, you painted an entire street red and stained the Sui River crimson. Who would dare underestimate you now? Top Hundred Strong Warriors Yao ZhengSheng and Lu Shen both fell at your hands. Admission to the Dao Academy is now completely unobstructed. Fourth Uncle even intends to make you his successor."
"A man's reputation precedes him. You've already gained some fame among the younger generation."
"Just some fame?" Li Weiyi asked.
Li Ling replied, "Without breaking the Ninth Spring Ancestral Field, possessing a Pure Immortal Physique, or entering the Five Seas Realm, how much fame do you expect? My brother has all three, yet he still hasn't become world-renowned."
Two steaming bowls of noodle soup were served, their fragrant aroma filling the air.
The meat was generously portioned, each bowl containing over a dozen slices.
Li Weiyi had just begun to eat when a plump teenager, around fifteen or sixteen years old, burst into the stall, panting heavily. He collapsed onto the square table where Li Weiyi and Li Ling were sitting and shouted, "I'm starving! Shopkeeper, ten bowls of noodle soup!"
The shopkeeper by the stove paused for a moment: "How many people?"
"Don't you have eyes? Can't you see? There's only one of me here," the chubby boy said, slapping the table, "Cut the chatter. You won't be shortchanged."
Li Ling glanced around, but there were no empty tables. She couldn't very well drive him away.
The chubby boy's eyes fell on the untouched bowl of noodles in front of her. He rubbed his hands together and said with a familiar smile, "I don't think a goddess like you, with a Pure Immortal Physique, would normally eat in a place like this. How about you let me have this bowl of noodles?"
It's hard to tell the difference between a Half-Immortal Physique and a Pure Immortal Physique just by looking at them.
"You've got a sweet tongue," Li Ling said, "Go ahead and eat. I'm not hungry."
"Thank you so much!"
The chubby boy quickly took the bowl and asked, "My name is Shi Shi. What are your names?"
Li Ling replied, "Li Ling, from the Cangli Tribe."
"Xie Tianshu, also from the Cangli Tribe."
Li Weiyi secretly sized up the chubby boy who had suddenly appeared. He couldn't detect any fluctuations of spiritual power or Psychic (Telekinesis) Power, nor any sense of danger. He seemed like an ordinary person. But for an ordinary person without cultivation to be in Yaoguan City at this time was itself a strange thing.
As the chubby young man wolfed down his noodles, he somehow managed to talk and comment on the crowd passing by on the street: "Brother Tianshu, did you see that carriage pulled by fire lizards? That's the young lord of Li City in Zhi Prefecture's carriage. The Li Clan is really flourishing. They produced a great figure, and in a few decades, they might even have a chance to become the second Ancient Myriad Sects in the Southern Territory. This young lord is only seventeen years old, yet he's already broken through to the Five Seas Realm from the Nine Springs Realm. Too bad he has a mortal physique. If he had a Pure Immortal Physique, he'd be truly extraordinary!"
"Sister Ling, did you see those dozen or so young men in blue martial robes? The one leading them is Chen Wenwu, the top talent of the younger generation of the San Chen Academy. He's one of the top ten figures in Li Province under thirty years old... maybe even top five..."
"Xue Zheng, ranked fourth in the Seven Springs Hall of Lizhou, is here too! He's no slouch either. At less than twenty-five years old, his combat prowess below the Five Seas Realm is comparable to a Pure Immortal Physique. Once he breaks through to the Five Seas Realm, he'll transform from a carp into a dragon!"
Only then did Li Weiyi and Li Ling finally turn their gazes to the street.
As expected, Xue Zheng's tall figure, carrying a spiritual artifact longsword on his back, strode closer, his gaze fixed on the noodle stall.
In the sunlight, his silver skin shone with an almost blinding brilliance.
Accompanying Xue Zheng were Xu Changlin and Tang Yan, two Five Seas Realm experts from the Changlin Gang.
However, in terms of bearing and mental state, both Five Seas Realm experts seemed to be a step behind.
Everyone on the street sensed the unusual danger. Except for Martial-Mystic Cultivators confident in their own strength, the rest retreated far away.
Li Ling, of course, knew their intentions were hostile. She stood up abruptly and stepped out of the stall: "The Changlin Gang's audacity grows bolder by the day! I haven't even come looking for trouble with you yet, and you've delivered yourselves to my doorstep. Do you think you can kill someone in Yaoguan City without going through me?"
Xue Zheng clasped his hands in a formal salute: "Fourth Miss, you misunderstand! I came to inquire about Brother Li's injuries and offer my condolences. If he has recovered, I would like to spar with him. After all, everyone now claims Li Weiyi is the number one Spring Surge Realm cultivator of the younger generation in Li Province. Xue Zheng has never been defeated, yet he's been unfairly overshadowed. It's naturally left me somewhat dissatisfied."
Xu Changlin said, "Young people should exchange ideas and spar more. They're both top talents in the Spring Surge Realm. It's perfectly fair!"
Li Ling retorted, "I've never heard anyone call him the number one young talent in the Spring Surge Realm in Li Province. That title belongs to my brother. Why doesn't your Sui Sect send someone to challenge him?"
Xue Zheng's gaze fell on Li Weiyi, "I only want to spar. Are you too afraid to face me? A man who hides behind a woman will never achieve greatness."
Li Weiyi finished the last spoonful of soup in his bowl, "Shopkeeper, the bill! I'll pay for his ten bowls of noodles too."
Li Weiyi had already escaped one assassination attempt by treating someone to noodles. He couldn't quite read the little fatty before him, so he figured it wouldn't hurt to do him a good turn. After all, ten bowls of noodles weren't that expensive.
As they left the stall, Li Weiyi squinted at Xue Zheng, who stood with his back to the setting sun: "I just finished eating. Intense combat isn't advisable right now. Let's reschedule for another day. Besides, I'm not hiding behind her. She's the one who insisted on protecting me. If you're so capable, why don't you find a Great Mind Master to protect you?"
"A Great Mind Master as beautiful as a Goddess descending to the mortal realm," corrected the chubby boy from within the stall.
Li Weiyi naturally didn't want to fight Xue Zheng, let alone defeat or kill him. If he did, his enemies and the Assassins would reassess his strength, and the pressure he faced would only intensify.
By avoiding a confrontation, he could make his enemies underestimate him.
Xue Zheng studied Li Weiyi intently, as if trying to reacquaint himself with the man.
The ruthless figure who had slaughtered his way through the Sui River was completely unfazed.
"Clatter!"
A bullock cart slowly approached.
The azure bull pulling the cart was even larger than an elephant, with golden eyes, shimmering skin, and bronze-like hooves and horns - clearly no ordinary creature.
Seeing the azure bull, everyone knew the First Commander of the Cangli Armor had arrived. They bowed respectfully or retreated.
The cart stopped beside Li Weiyi and Li Ling. Li Songlin's voice called from within: "Both of you, get in!"
Li Weiyi knew the First Commander had rushed here out of concern for his safety, to lend him support.
He felt a surge of emotion.
After Li Ling boarded first, Li Weiyi turned to Xue Zheng and Tang Yan and said, "I saw Murong Xiao outside the city earlier!"
Without waiting to see the expressions on Xue Zheng's face and those of his companions, Li Weiyi climbed directly onto the bull cart and entered the carriage.
Li Songlin sat in the main seat facing the carriage door, his expression grim. He then said with a bitter smile, "I'm sorry. I thought I could protect you for a month, but it seems others didn't give me any face. This time, I've lost face badly, and there's no way to recover it."
Li Songlin didn't explain why it couldn't be recovered, and Li Weiyi naturally wouldn't be so tactless as to press for details.
He said, "I'm already deeply grateful, Senior. If you hadn't sheltered me for over twenty days, I wouldn't have had a shred of life left that night."
Li Songlin finally smiled: "You broke through to the Eighth Spring Wind Palace?"
Earlier, Li Weiyi had told him he was at the Seven Springs Opening cultivation level.
Since he had survived that night a month ago and even slain several Top Hundred Strong Warriors, it was clear he had achieved a breakthrough, earning himself a sliver of life.
Li Weiyi hesitated, considering whether to deceive Li Songlin. He truly didn't want to lie to this venerable elder, but ultimately nodded, "Fortunately, I broke through to the Wind Palace. Otherwise, I'd be nothing but bones by now."
Li Songlin had already suspected this, so he wasn't surprised. He smiled and said, "You were right not to impulsively accept Xue Zheng's challenge. I was actually a little worried that your personality was too rigid. Too rigid breaks easily! True swordsmanship lies in combining strength and flexibility."
"Xue Zheng is already a Silver Pure Immortal Physique. With his martial arts cultivation, no one below the Five Seas Realm in Li Province can match him. Even the hidden Nine Springs Martial-Mystic Artists of the various Major Powers might not be able to defeat him."
"If you had accepted his challenge just now, he would have likely cleaved you in two with a single strike. And no one could avenge you, because you would have agreed yourself. If you couldn't even withstand a single move, you'd have no one to blame but yourself."
As Li Songlin spoke, he observed Li Weiyi's expression.
The Pure Immortal Physique wasn't limited to flawless, jade-like skin. Some bodies transformed into silver, gold, or glazed crystal, with no inherent difference in combat strength.
Li Weiyi showed no signs of disappointment or dejection. He didn't believe he would lose to Xue Zheng, who had transformed from a Half-Immortal Physique to a Pure Immortal Physique. Instead, he asked curiously, "The Major Powers have hidden Nine Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivators? So the Seven Springs Hall rankings are just for fun?"
Li Songlin shook his head: "The Seven Springs Hall rankings still carry considerable weight. Very few young Martial-Mystic Cultivators can open all Nine Springs, and those who do immediately break through to the Five Seas Realm, concealing this secret."
"When a Pure Immortal Physique opens all Nine Springs, it's almost universally known. Such prodigies are immediately courted by major powers, who use them as figureheads for publicity and cultivation. No one dares to kill them easily. The Ancient Myriad Sects and Ancient Myriad Factions call them Successors (Inheritors)."
"But how many Pure Immortal Physiques are there?"
"The number of ordinary humans is thousands or even tens of thousands of times greater than the number of Pure Immortal Physiques. Even though cultivation is far more difficult for them, some ordinary humans still manage to open all Nine Springs. However, they almost always remain obscure, deliberately hidden from public view."
"According to my information, in the past decade, the Jiu Li Clan has produced six young Martial-Mystic Cultivators who have opened all Nine Springs. Cang Li is merely the strongest among them. The other five are four ordinary humans and one Aberrant Humanoid."
Li Weiyi remarked, "The Jiu Li Clan's population exceeds ten million. In a decade, only six have opened all Nine Springs. The Ancestral Field truly is as difficult to pass as ascending to the heavens."
"As a Strong Ancient clan, the Cangli Tribe hasn't produced a single Nine Springs genius besides Cang Li in the last thirty years."
Li Songlin chuckled bitterly: "After telling you all this, I want you to understand that you must strive to break through to the Ninth Spring. Only by opening your Ancestral Field will you stand a chance of defeating Xue Zheng and overcoming your physical limitations. If you truly succeed, even those with higher cultivation levels will look at you with respect, and your status within the Jiu Li Clan will change dramatically."
Though Li Songlin was already fifty-two, he still referred to himself as "old man." Yet he appeared to be only in his early thirties, with a relaxed and carefree air about him.
Li Weiyi replied, "This junior will certainly give it a try. I won't rush to break through to the Five Seas Realm."
Li Songlin nodded in satisfaction and finally got to the main point of his lecture: "Do you know why Xue Zheng was able to transform into a Pure Immortal Physique in such a short time?"
"Why?" Li Ling asked.
Li Songlin said, "It was Xue Family's Chief who found a rare medicine infused with Immortal Haze near Burial Immortal Town and gave it to him to consume."
The Sui Sect was formed by seven clans.
The Yang Clan was the leading clan, while the Xue Clan ranked last.
"Since that old fool managed to cultivate a Pure Immortal Physique, I naturally must cultivate a genius capable of opening the Nine Springs to surpass him," Li Songlin said with a smile, looking at Li Weiyi, "As it happens, I also harvested a rare medicine infused with Immortal Haze just a few days ago."
Li Weiyi was moved. He had thought Li Songlin's discussion of the Nine Springs Ancestral Field was merely meant to encourage him, never expecting him to offer such a treasure.
Li Ling pouted, "Fourth Uncle, I'm still a Half-Immortal Physique! With such a rare medicine, why are you thinking of outsiders first?"
Li Songlin replied, "Even though both are infused with Immortal Haze, the effects of different medicines vary. The one I harvested is particularly suited to helping Martial-Mystic open their Wind Palace and Ancestral Fields. In the clan, who else has a chance of opening their Ancestral Field?"
Li Songlin's decision to give the rare medicine to Li Weiyi was based on two factors.
First, Li Weiyi's combat prowess at the Eighth Spring Realm was already formidable, easily placing him among the top ten of the Hundred Strong Warriors.
His chances of successfully opening his Ancestral Field were high.
Second, he had heard Cang Li's account of the events in Jiu Li City a month ago. Li Weiyi had bravely faced numerous enemies alone to protect his companions.
The courage and character he displayed in that desperate situation were truly remarkable, and Li Songlin greatly desired to make him his disciple.
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