The Primordial Law

Chapter 533 Holy Spirit Pill

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi used his magical energy to lift Lu Jingshen and the heavily injured Qifeng from the ground, transforming them into a purple mist. With the help of the governor's official robe, they instantly appeared six or seven miles away.

Behind them, the dragon soul's head was shattered by Luo Pingdan and turned into soul mist.

Luo Ping calmly summoned his spatial pouch and collected the wisp of soul mist. He was knowledgeable and had a remarkable memory; he recognized it as the Heavenly Dragon Soul of the Flying Dragon.

"Shh!"

It leaped onto the rooster's back and chased after it.

His mental focus remained fixed on Li Weiyi, and he developed a strong interest in the legendary governor's robe, wanting to seize a set.

He raised the bronze staff above his head, shook the two bronze bells, and launched a telekinetic attack.

Li Weiyi knew full well the terrifying power of his opponent's cultivation level; he absolutely couldn't withstand the mental strength of a nine-star spiritual master. Therefore, he dared not hold back and took out the Evil Camel Bell, shaking it to use the advantage of the magical artifact to defend himself.

"Clang!"

The sound of bells echoed throughout the world.

As long as the other party doesn't see the appearance of the camel bells, doesn't unleash its supreme power, and doesn't activate the camel spirit within, who would know that it's the infamous evil camel bells?
There are quite a few similar bell-shaped magical artifacts in the evil and demonic paths.

There are also some imitations of the Evil Camel Bell.

Li Weiyi was suffering from a splitting headache from the shaking of the copper bell, making it impossible for him to teleport and forcing him to run with the help of a speed talisman. Luo Pingdan, who was chasing behind, was also suffering greatly from the shaking of the camel bell, feeling short of breath and his mind filled with countless distracting thoughts. He was only able to endure it by relying on the spiritual light of the Holy Spirit Mind Master.

A rustling sound came from the ground on the right.

A silver sand river appeared and rushed forward. Xie Wumian's voice echoed in the sand river: "Block his mental magic weapon attack, I will take his life."

"it is good!"

Luo Pingdan knew that since Xie Wumian had caught up with them, he must have already dealt with An Zhiruo.

He took out a stack of talismans and flicked them out.

"Wow!"

The talismans transformed into a yellow rain of talismans, which flew towards Li Weiyi like a tide, blocking the sound of the evil camel bells and clearing a path for Xie Wumian.

Li Weiyi noticed the Silver Sand River getting closer and closer, turned his head, and glanced at Yu'er, whose head was hanging on his shoulder.

"Master, just watch me!"

Yu'er gripped the governor's seal with one hand, her fingers burning hot, and in the instant Li Weiyi suddenly turned and swung his sword, she hurled the seal at the silver sand river that surged up from the ground several feet away.

In the silver sand river, Xie Wumian, holding An Zhiruo's head in one hand and a shield in the other, leaped up and swung the shield at the three people in front of him: "Young Master Lu, I, Xie, offer you... ah..."

"Oh!"

The silver shield with the thousand-character inscription was smashed through by the governor's seal.

Xie Wumian's arm, which was holding the shield, was broken into three pieces, a bloody mess.

The palm and forearm were smashed off and separated from the body.

Unfortunately, the governor's seal was too small and did not activate the internal scriptures; it only had a penetrating force and failed to strike Xie Wumian's vitals.

Xie Wumian was sent flying dozens of feet away, his heart filled with extreme horror and terror. Without a second thought, he transformed into a silver sand river and fled upon landing: "Run! There's a master lurking in the shadows..."

The attack pierced through his thousand-character shield. He couldn't believe that a little girl could unleash such power; he suspected it was a hidden master using some kind of technique.

If the little girl was really that powerful, why didn't she intervene earlier? Why did she run away?
Li Weiyi retrieved the governor's seal and sensed with his telepathy that Luo Pingdan, in the distance, had also fled with Xie Wumian. A thought struck him; he felt this was a good way to deceive others.

A moment later, an aged voice rang out in the darkness: "Show mercy where you can, and do not drive people to extinction."

Upon hearing this voice, Luo Pingdan and Xie Wumian fled even faster.

It's best not to let the outside world know too much about Yu'er's situation.

Once the true strength of the Grand Palace Master is known, it could very well provoke powerful figures like Qilin Zang or the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, with potentially dire consequences.

Lu Jingshen had been seriously injured and fainted earlier when Li Weiyi and Luo Pingdan were fighting with the bell.

……

after one day.

Li Weiyi drove a soul beast chariot across the Seven Grievances Plain, already four thousand miles away from the site of yesterday's battle.

Midway, we bypassed a ghost city and a ghost king's Yin Mountain.

Even after so much time has passed, Li Weiyi's spiritual energy and magical power have not yet returned to their peak state.

The realm of the dead is devoid of light, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth cannot be directly inhaled or exhaled.

The soul beast chariot beneath him belonged to Qiongji Daozi.

After Qiongji Daozi died, the boundary bag fell into Li Weiyi's hands, and the carriage naturally became Li's.

Li Weiyi sat outside the carriage, one hand holding a top-grade blood crystal, absorbing its magical energy. The other held a map of the Netherworld, having pinpointed their approximate location based on his conversation with Lu Jingshen on the ship. "A thousand years ago, the land conquered by Zen Mist was truly vast, its prosperity immeasurable. This Seven Grievances Plain alone spanned tens of thousands of miles of fertile land, dotted with the ruins of sects and ancient cities, but alas, it was all seized by those Ghost Marquises and Ghost Lords."

A sense of anticipation arose in Li Weiyi's heart. If he could use the Radiant Star Book to reclaim lost territory one state at a time and restore its former glory, it would be an immense sense of accomplishment.

It's definitely a meaningful thing.

However, the five Ghost Lords of the Seven Grievances Plain are all terrifyingly powerful, requiring at least a Grand Palace Master to oversee them. The Lingxiao Realm is currently still in disarray.

“It seems I have to go to Dongxu Camp… Before that, I’ll talk to Master Guan first.” Li Weiyi glanced at Yu’er, who was sleeping on his lap, and made this decision.

A sound came from the carriage behind him, and Lu Jingshen woke up.

He was severely injured, both physically and mentally. After observing the situation and remaining silent for a long time, he sorted out his thoughts: "Thank you, Patriarch Li, for risking your life to save me. I will remember this kindness!"

"Brother Lu, please heal your wounds first. We are out of danger for now."

Next, Li Weiyi encountered more than a dozen attacks from the undead along the way, all of which he easily resolved.

Five days later.

The cold and darkness were left behind as the carriage moved toward the light, entering the territory of Leizhou in the eastern part of Lingxiao Habitat.

This was Li Weiyi's first return to Lingxiao Realm since leaving Huangjiang Border Town more than half a year ago, and he felt an indescribable joy and emotion. Unconsciously, he had developed a unique affection for this land and the people on it.

Leizhou is a populous prefecture, bordering the East China Sea, the northern border, and the Qiyuan Plain. It is named after the 800-li Leihai Sea and Leixiao Sect.

Lu Jingshen had recovered from his injuries and sat on either side of the carriage with Li Weiyi, his mood remaining low. Only upon arriving in Leizhou and seeing the vibrant mountains and colorful forests, the blue sky and flocks of geese, did his eyes regain some light.

Li Weiyi said, "What? A dignified Longevity Realm martial artist, has already given up like this?"

Lu Jingshen said, "More than two hundred martial artists chose us because they trusted Qianli Mountain. As a result, they all perished because of me."

“Smuggling itself is risky! When they chose to go to the East China Sea, they were already mentally prepared to die in the Netherworld of the Dead,” Li Weiyi said.

Lu Jingshen said bitterly, "Do you think the outcome would have been better if I had let them scatter and escape when the White Bone Ships were attacked?"

"You'll blame yourself later for not putting them in your spatial bag. You'll think that if you had, they would all have survived. No matter what you choose, you'll regret it," Li Weiyi said.

Lu Jingshen remained silent for a long time: "I suddenly realized something! Why has no one ever brought a large number of people across the Netherworld of the Dead? What is the underlying rule behind this?"

"Why?" Li Weiyi asked.

"Just like this time, I was full of ambition, leading a large number of Dao Seed Realm guards and maids to cross the Netherworld. The loss was like the destruction of an entire sect. I will have to pay for this mistake for the next few decades."

Lu Jingshen regained some of his fighting spirit and took out a box of top-grade blood crystals: "When I was on the verge of death, Patriarch Li risked his life to save me. When I was unconscious, Patriarch Li could have taken the bag containing my resources and wealth from my body, but he did not kill me or steal it."

"Such a noble character gave Lu a new understanding and appreciation of the world."

"If Patriarch Li wanted a mere box of blood crystals, he would have taken it long ago. I know this is no way to repay the life-saving grace. Please, Patriarch Li, do not refuse. Once you accept it, we will be sworn brothers. With just one word from you, Patriarch Li, I will give my life to repay this debt of gratitude."

A single top-grade blood crystal is worth millions of Yongquan coins.

He took out a box.

Lu Jingshen went to Dragon City to purchase treasures such as the Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi and the Dragon Soul Source Light, and therefore carried a large number of Blood Crystals with him.

Li Weiyi did not immediately take the box: "Brother Lu is knowledgeable and experienced, have you ever heard of the Holy Spirit Pill?"

"The Li family mainly wants to buy Holy Spirit Pills?"

Lu Jingshen was puzzled, after all, the other party was already a Holy Spirit Mind Master, so why would he still need the Holy Spirit Pill?

Li Weiyi nodded without further explanation: "I won't accept this box of blood crystals! Just help me buy a Holy Spirit Pill, the price is negotiable."

Lu Jingshen smiled and said, "First of all, it is not that I am exaggerating the difficulty of purchasing the Holy Spirit Pill to show off my ability. It is simply that the Holy Spirit Pill is too scarce. Once it is refined, it has already been divided up by the royal family and the descendants of the extraordinary in secret, and it is almost never circulated on the market."

"But we can still snatch some from Qianli Mountain. Lu has special connections, so it's not difficult for him to get one."

"Secondly, the Holy Spirit Pill can only increase the chance of breaking through to a higher realm by 30% to 40%, it does not guarantee that one will become a Holy Spirit Mind Master."

"Third, the Li family mainly negotiated the price with Mr. Lu. When will I ever be able to repay this favor? Can you give me a chance?"

Li Weiyi did not refuse politely, and said with a smile, "Then please take care of it, Brother Lu."

Lu Jingshen said, "From Lingxiao Realm to Baijing Realm, it will take at least two or three months to go back and forth. Let's say about three months. After three months, where will I send the Holy Spirit Pill?"

Li Weiyi pondered for a moment and asked, "Brother Lu, are you still going to Longcheng?"

“Of course we have to go! Qianli Mountain still wields considerable influence in Lingxiao Realm, so we won’t be intimidated by the Taiyin Sect,” Lu Jingshen said.

Li Weiyi suggested, "Shall we meet in Longcheng?"

"it is good."

Li Weiyi then asked, "What exactly is the background of the Taiyin Sect? How dare they cause such a commotion in the Netherworld of the Dead? Aren't they afraid of attracting the evil spirits of the dead?"

Lu Jingshen's face darkened: "Because the Taiyin Sect is a force supported by the Netherworld of the Dead."

(End of this chapter)