Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Holding the ominous weapon, the Jade Emperor's avatar left the Heavenly Treasury, then simply abandoned Qin Le at the door and went back to deal with the mountain of official duties.

For Qin Le, the Heavenly Court, or rather most of the Heavenly Realm, was now virtually unobstructed.

His highly recognizable face, his resounding name, and the profound Daoist aura that naturally flowed around him were the best passports in themselves.

As Qin Le walked, he carefully sensed the cold, violent, and menacing aura emanating from the weapon in his hand, a aura that seemed capable of eroding the very soul.

After walking for more than half an hour, he simply found a secluded corner to sit down and began to study the material with even greater focus.

"Mother Nuwa," Qin Le asked in his mind, "is the malevolent aura of this ferocious weapon... related to 'inner demons'?"

Only after truly getting hands-on with the research did Qin Le deeply realize the sinister nature of this deadly weapon.

Its corrosive power on the Dao heart is ridiculously strong. Even with Qin Le's current Dao heart level, he needs to rely on the special methods taught by Chi You to barely control it and avoid being devoured by it.

This is very unusual.

It should be noted that although Qin Le's strength is not yet sufficient, his steadfastness of his Dao heart is already comparable to that of a saint.

The source of the malevolent energy that even he had to be careful to deal with was definitely not simple.

The only thing he could think of that could have such a terrifying influence on his Dao heart was a demon in his heart, and an extremely powerful one at that.

"You guessed right." Nuwa's smiling voice rang in his mind: "The evil weapon did indeed melt a part of the inner demon, and it was... a sage-level inner demon."

Upon receiving confirmation, Qin Le was first stunned, then somewhat incredulous: "Even the great Chi You... he has inner demons?"

Since the weapon was forged by Chi You, the source of this inner demon is most likely Chi You himself.

Other people's inner demons probably don't carry this weight.

But Qin Le could hardly imagine that a powerful being of Chi You's caliber, who had lived for countless years, would actually develop inner demons.

This sounds very incongruous.

"Normally, of course not." Nuwa's tone carried a hint of reminiscence and amusement: "But back then, in order to forge the ultimate weapon, he deliberately went to cultivate the demonic path, and forcibly 'nurtured' a demon in his heart."

Back when they were all in the Three Realms, Chi You searched almost the entire Three Realms in order to forge a weapon containing ultimate killing and ferocity, but he could never find a material that perfectly suited his needs.

Later, he asked Fuxi to perform a divination, and the hexagram pointed to himself—in the entire Three Realms, in terms of killing intent and the severity of malevolence, none could surpass him.

But Chi You couldn't very well refine himself into metal.

So, this guy took a different path and turned to cultivate the demonic path, which is most prone to breeding inner demons. He spent a lot of effort to cultivate an inner demon and nurtured it all the way to the level of a saint.

Afterwards, he spent a long time researching and finally found a way to extract and refine the power of a saint-level inner demon into a weapon, which led to the creation of the later weapon.

The inner demon nurtured by Chi You, having reached the level of a saint, could forge a single weapon without using up an entire one.

Therefore, each time Chi You forged a weapon, he would only take a portion of it, and continue to nurture the rest as a renewable, top-grade special material for weapon forging...

"The way the big shots play is truly beyond my imagination..." Qin Le could only sigh after hearing this.

The inner demons that others avoid like the plague and regard as a monstrous threat were actually high-grade materials that Chi You could recycle, and he even managed to nourish them to the level of a saint.

He really can't learn this kind of technique.

At the same time, Qin Le finally understood why even sages dared not possess or use deadly weapons for long periods of time.

This thing is made from inner demons of the same level, and it has an extremely strong bewitching and corrosive power even on saints.

Unless one has mastered the special control method left by Chi You like Qin Le, or received the true teachings like Chi You's personal guards, forcibly using it for a long time could very likely trigger one's inner demons, with unimaginable consequences.

Qin Le carefully stored the weapon in his dantian to nurture it. This thing was too special; storage magic treasures simply couldn't fit it inside. He stood up and prepared to leave the Heavenly Court.

He took out his stylish flying magical artifact, and as soon as he sat in the pilot's seat, before he even started it, a piece of divine jade in his storage ring suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Qin Le took it out and saw that it was the one his mother, Lin Wanrou, had given him to contact his master, Qingyu.

The jade plaque was shimmering with a soft white light.

He sent a wisp of his divine sense into the room, and Qingyu's voice immediately rang out: "Qin Le, come to the Tushita Palace. The Patriarch is looking for you."

"Laojun is looking for me?" Qin Le was a little surprised, but still replied immediately, "Okay, I'll be right there."

He put away the Divine Jade and activated his flying magic weapon. The silver-gray fighter jet transformed into a streak of light and flew to the area where the Tushita Palace was located in the blink of an eye.

Passing through the outer protective array, Qingyu, dressed in an elegant Taoist robe with her long hair casually tied up, was already waiting there.

Upon seeing Qin Le's highly modern aircraft, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Qin Le put away his flying vehicle and quickly walked up to Qing Yu: "Senior, is there something you need from Lao Jun who suddenly summoned me?"

Qingyu smiled and explained, "Our master has taken on a new disciple, and the child wants to meet you."

With that, she led Qin Le and flew deeper into the Tushita Palace.

Qin Le followed behind, still somewhat puzzled: "Laojun's newly accepted disciple? He wants to see me? Do we know each other?"

"I don't know him." Qingyu turned to look at him, her smile becoming even gentler. "But he's a 'Spirit Race' member."

"The Spirit Race?" Qin Le instantly understood: "I see."

There is indeed a great causal connection between the newly born Spirit Race and the person who single-handedly revived the Spirit Race.

It's understandable that the other party wants to see him.

The two arrived at Laozi's alchemy room.

The room was filled with the fragrance of herbs, and an avatar of Laozi sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, looking serene.

Beside him stood a young Taoist boy who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old.

The young Taoist boy was also dressed in a well-fitting Taoist robe, his rare long grass-green hair was neatly tied up, and he was holding a banana leaf fan, carefully controlling the fire in the stove.

Upon seeing Qin Le enter, the young Taoist's eyes immediately lit up, filled with curiosity and excitement. However, since Laozi had not spoken, he dared not utter a sound and could only watch eagerly.

Qin Le and Qing Yu bowed respectfully to Laozi. Qing Yu then took her leave, as she still had her own elixir to refine.

Laozi smiled and looked at the young Taoist boy beside him: "An Yun, go."

"Yes, Master!"

The young Taoist boy named An Yun responded excitedly, put down his fan, ran a few steps to Qin Le, and without saying a word, was about to kneel down.

"My benefactor! Please accept An Yun's bow!" He said excitedly, as if he were about to kowtow.

However, he couldn't lower his head no matter what he did; a gentle yet irresistible force steadily supported him, allowing him to stand up straight again.

Qin Le looked at him helplessly: "I don't like people bowing to me like this. Besides, my revival of the Spirit Clan is, in a sense, 'paying off a debt,' so you don't need to do this."

An Yun, however, remained steadfast, tilting her small face upwards and earnestly saying, "I will forever remember your kindness in saving me. If you ever need my help in the future, I will serve you with my life!"

Qin Le was amused by his serious expression and reached out to ruffle his grass-green hair: "Don't worry, you won't die. Those 'resurrection points' I set up aren't just for show."