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When they returned to the mortal realm, it was already past 2 PM.

Qin Le handed the storage artifact containing five tons of Netherworld Grass to Lin Wanrou, who was eagerly waiting. He breathed a sigh of relief, then took out his phone and saw that the messages in the group chat for his meal buddies had already piled up to 99+.

Upon opening the link, one finds mostly Chen Yun and his friends bombarding him with questions, curious about what he had been doing during his disappearance these past few days.

Qin Le smiled and sent a message in the group.

Qin Le: Everyone, I'm back.

The message was sent out and Chen Yun replied instantly.

Chen Yun: Damn it! You finally decided to come back? Where have you been gallivanting these past few days? No replies to messages, no answer to the phone!

Luo Qiuyue: You disappeared for several days without even saying a word beforehand.

Lu Qingshuang: ?

Wang Zhiheng: +1

Li Yanran: +1

Chu Xiaonan: Lao Qin, what's going on?

Seeing the messages of concern and questioning refreshed on the screen, Qin Le felt a warmth in her heart.

Qin Le: I ran errands for my mom and went to the underworld. I thought I'd be back soon, but something went wrong and I was delayed for a few days.

Chen Yun: ...Okay, you're amazing. We errand runners only cross provinces or cities at most, but your errand service has expanded to cross the realms of the living and the dead, hasn't it? You can do anything, from heaven to earth!

When the others in the group saw Chen Yun's words, they all sent emojis of laughing and crying, thumbs up, and deep agreement.

Qin Le chuckled and quickly changed the subject.

Qin Le: Stop, stop, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyone free? Let's go out for a walk, my treat.

He really didn't want to talk about the delivery area anymore; more importantly—he was hungry!

I haven't eaten anything properly for days, and my mouth feels so bland.

In the end, only Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan managed to slip away. Luo Qiuyue, Lu Qingshuang, and Wang Zhiheng were busy with family reforms.

All three of them come from families with backgrounds related to cultivation, but within the alliance's system, these families have always acted cautiously.

Now that the three have successively comprehended the laws and become Earth Immortals, their voices within the family have greatly increased, and they are taking advantage of the holiday to push forward some changes they have long wanted to make.

As for Li Yanran?

Since Wang Zhiheng couldn't come out, she naturally wouldn't act alone.

The three met at the bustling Baiwei Plaza, devoured a variety of snacks, and then found a quiet corner to sit down and enjoy their meal.

Chen Yun, munching on a skewer of grilled mushrooms, asked indistinctly, "Tell me, what good stuff did you 'find' this time in the underworld?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "pick up".

"What do you mean by 'picking up'? It's like I'm a professional at buying things from other people's treasure troves." Qin Le glanced at him irritably.

Chu Xiaonan, who was standing next to her, said quietly, "Last time we went to the Heavenly Realm together, you certainly 'purchased' a lot of stuff."

They still vividly remember Qin Le's trip to the Heavenly Realm last time, during which he emptied the inventory of the former residences of Shennong and Chiyou.

The mountain of rare materials nearly blinded them. If they hadn't known their own limitations, they would have been begging for points on the spot.

Qin Le: "...Okay, you guessed right, I did get something."

Under the curious gazes of the two, Qin Le extended his right index finger, a thought stirring in his mind.

Above his fingertips, an extremely tiny, pure white fire lotus appeared out of thin air, burning quietly and emitting an indescribable mysterious aura.

It was a miniature manifestation of the Emperor's Fire.

The moment the fire lotus appeared, Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan almost reflexively jumped up from their seats, took two steps back, and their faces were filled with horror.

"Holy crap! Qin Le! What's that thing on your fingertip?!"

Chen Yun's voice changed tone. The small fire lotus gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if his soul would be burned to ashes if he got even a little closer.

"This thing... feels so scary." Chu Xiaonan was still shaken, and all her muscles were tense.

The pure white flame, though only the size of a bean, gave him a terrifying feeling that it could incinerate everything.

Qin Le flicked his finger, and the fire lotus vanished without a trace. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. This is the 'Emperor's Fire' left behind in the Underworld by the Great Emperor Yan. I just subdued it."

"Something from Emperor Yan?" Chen Yun was taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and sat down again: "Oh, it's alright then, it's normal."

Chu Xiaonan sat down as well, looking enlightened: "No wonder it felt so scary."

In their view, it was perfectly normal for something left behind by an existence at the level of Emperor Yan to have such earth-shattering power; it would be strange not to feel it.

"Let's put that aside for now." Qin Le changed the subject, looking at the two of them: "Tell me about yourselves, have you come up with any ideas about your natal magic weapon?"

The importance of a cultivator's natal magic weapon is self-evident; it can be considered a second life.

Qin Le's friends haven't started refining their own natal magic weapons yet.

This is actually quite normal; most cultivators choose to begin this task only after comprehending the laws and achieving the status of an Earth Immortal.

The reason is simple—before you comprehend the laws, you have no idea which path you will take in the future.

If you forge an ice-type magic weapon early on, but end up comprehending a fire-type law, that would be hilarious.

Either you have to spend a long time trying to understand the laws that contradict the attributes of your magic weapon, or you have to pay a huge price to modify or even reforge your natal magic weapon. Either way, it's extremely troublesome.

Now, apart from Li Yanran, the others have clarified their own direction in terms of the laws, and it's time to consider their natal magic weapons.

"My natal magic weapon..." Chu Xiaonan took a sip of juice and said seriously, "I plan to forge a pair of gauntlets."

"Oh?" Chen Yun raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and teased, "I thought you would make a halberd or a spear or something based on Erlang Shen's three-pointed double-edged sword."

Chu Xiaonan smiled frankly: "That was because I was ignorant back then. Now I understand, no matter how well I imitate, it's not my own path."

He used to idolize Erlang Shen and imitate him in every way. But after being enlightened by Qin Le, he realized that he needed to forge his own path.

Chen Yun smiled, stopped joking, and instead rubbed his temples, looking troubled: "Well... I haven't decided yet. I feel like there are too many options, and I don't know which one to choose."

arms?

Armor?

Auxiliary magic item?

Or why not just forge a multi-functional, all-around one?

Every direction seemed to have potential, leaving him, a person with decision-making difficulties, in a very difficult position.

Seeing his troubled expression, Qin Le couldn't help but laugh and suggest, "Why don't you just forge a hammer? You're comfortable using it anyway."

"I think it's a good idea." Chu Xiaonan nodded in agreement. "Old Chen's greatest strength isn't close-quarters combat, it's his 'inventions.' Making his natal magic weapon into a forging hammer will be of the greatest help to your future research in weapon crafting."

Chen Yun shook his head, his expression serious: "The hammer I'm using now is good enough. There's no need to forge another hammer as my natal magic weapon. It would be redundant and a bit of a waste."

"Then... how about forging a 'universal tool' type of natal magic weapon that can transform and be disassembled and reassembled?" Qin Le suggested another idea: "When you made my flying magic weapon before, didn't you do a similar modular design? You have experience."

Chen Yun's eyes lit up slightly, but then he hesitated: "I've thought of this plan too. But... first, materials are a big problem. Such a complex magic weapon requires too many rare materials. Second, if we really want to make it, the design and refining process will take decades or even hundreds of years. It's too time-consuming."

"There will be plenty of opportunities once we get to the Celestial Realm," Qin Le said nonchalantly. "As for time... are you in a hurry? The one thing we have plenty of is time, right? Let's take our time."

Chen Yun paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh, a bright smile spreading across his face: "That's right! You're right! What's the rush! It's settled then! Let's make something cool, transformable, modular... Hehe, just thinking about it is exciting!"

Seeing him instantly switch from distress to excitement, Qin Le and Chu Xiaonan exchanged a smile.

It seems that Chen Yun's signature weapon has already taken on a grand blueprint that is very much in Chen Yun's style.