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"Qin Le? What brings you here?!"

Hearing the door open, Chen Yun, who was arguing heatedly with Zhou Wanwan, suddenly turned his head to look at the door. Upon seeing Qin Le, his face immediately lit up with undisguised joy.

"I brought you something, sorry to bother you two! Shall we discuss academic matters?"

Qin Le walked in with a smile, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chen Yun and the still sulking Zhou Wanwan, his tone slightly teasing.

For some reason, watching the two of them argue so fiercely, neither willing to give in, Qin Le felt like he was in the way.

"Stop bothering me!" Chen Yun's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Qin Le in a few strides, extending his hand without any hesitation: "Hurry up, let me see what good stuff this is!"

As best friends who grew up together, Chen Yun knew Qin Le all too well.

This guy either doesn't give anything away, or if he does, it's something that's sure to catch the eye and perfectly suits his needs.

As for disturbing?

nonexistent!

Zhou Wanwan, who was standing next to her, also temporarily put aside her argument between the Heavenly Light Iron and the Wind-Walking Jade, and looked at Qin Le with curiosity.

The two Immortal Seeds in Chen Yun's hand, which made countless weapon refiners in the Heavenly Realm envious, were the work of the person in front of him.

This has allowed Chen Yun to maintain a leading edge in the research and application of immortal power, and this first-mover advantage still exists even though he generously shared a lot of data and ideas.

Qin Le smiled, and without keeping them in suspense, he took out an item from his personal space.

It was a metal block about the size of a human head, with a soft silver-white color, an irregular shape, and a natural, flowing Taoist charm.

"Here you go." Qin Le casually tossed the silver metal to Chen Yun.

Chen Yun hurriedly caught it, and upon closer inspection, the surprise on his face instantly turned into ecstasy; he almost jumped up: "Holy crap! Old Qin! You... how did you even manage to get your hands on this thing?!"

With his now extensive knowledge of weapon crafting, he recognized the origin of this metal at a glance—Melting Dao Immortal Gold!

This is an extremely rare and top-tier weapon-forging treasure that is so scarce that it would cause any weapon-forging master to fight tooth and nail!

It does not possess any specific offensive or defensive power, but it has a remarkable characteristic: it can perfectly integrate and balance the properties of other materials with different attributes, or even conflicting ones!

This means that a magical artifact can possess multiple powerful attributes simultaneously without becoming unbalanced or conflicting.

For Chen Yun, this was like a godsend!

He was determined to create a magical artifact that could transform in countless ways and adapt to various combat scenarios. One of the biggest technical challenges was how to make materials with different properties coexist stably and work together when changing their form.

With this piece of Immortal Gold, many problems will be easily solved, saving him a huge amount of trial and error time and rare materials!

"It was given to me by the Celestial Venerable of Morality." Qin Le's tone was relaxed, as if he had only given away a piece of ordinary iron: "It just so happens that you can use it."

This Immortal Gold of the Dao was one of the return gifts given by the Celestial Venerable of Morality.

The first person Qin Le thought of when he got his hands on it was Chen Yun. Among his partners, only this tech fanatic could fully extract the value from this thing.

"So it was the work of a sage... Impressive!" Chen Yun stroked the cool metal surface with obvious delight, then casually asked, "What did you prepare for the others?"

"Qing Shuang and Xiao Nan's have been delivered," Qin Le replied. "I'll deliver Qiu Yue, Yan Ran, and Zhi Heng's later."

"Okay, then go quickly, don't delay." Chen Yun nodded, his mind already mostly back on his design drawings and new materials.

His relationship with Qin Le was fundamentally different from that with the other friends; there was no need for excessive formalities.

The bond forged from childhood—playing in the mud, raiding bird nests, and taking the blame for each other—has long surpassed ordinary formalities.

No matter how their identities change, their purest brotherhood will never change.

In each other's eyes, the other will always be that best friend with whom they can prank each other and who will unconditionally support each other.

Qin Le smiled, said no more, and turned to leave the weapon-refining workshop filled with the atmosphere of academic debate.

However, he did not go directly to the teleportation palace. Instead, he turned around and headed towards another famous place in the Heavenly Court—the Law Source Stele.

Before long, he arrived at the foot of the giant monument, which was nearly a hundred meters high, pitch black, and smooth as a mirror.

Qin Le landed, looked up at the silent giant monument, a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Senior Law Source Monument, I have a request, I wonder if you could grant me this favor?"

"What is it?" A flat, emotionless mechanical voice rang out.

This is the voice of the spirit of the Dharma Source Stele itself; its divided soul is currently with Ye Hongli.

"I would like a document... about those traitor strongholds, their possible current locations, and methods to find them," Qin Le said bluntly, stating his request.

To investigate those intelligent Chaos Beasts, finding their lairs or associates is a crucial step.

The first person to discover the intelligent Chaos Beast and make direct contact with the traitor was Ye Hongli, along with the fragmented soul of the Law Source Stele that accompanied her infiltrating.

Obtaining basic information from the Fayuan Stele is undoubtedly the most efficient way.

Otherwise, if Qin Le were left to wander aimlessly in the vast heavens like a headless fly, he might never find his way back.

Although he could try to learn divination and deduction from Fuxi, Qin Le had little interest in it and preferred to directly ask for a strategy guide, which would be much easier.

While sages can certainly make predictions, traitors are cunning and have multiple burrows. By the time Qin Le goes to find them according to the predictions, they may have already moved.

Therefore, a method that can track data in real time or dynamically is what Qin Le truly needs.

"Sure. This is the information I have so far. More in-depth and specific details are with Ye Hongli. If you need them, you can go to the Holy War Ruins to find her." The Law Source Stele's answer was unusually straightforward.

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft white light flew out from the monument and hovered in front of Qin Le.

Within the ball of light lies all the information about the traitor's stronghold known from the Source of Law Stele.

"Thank you, senior. I will go if needed." Qin Le bowed and thanked him, then reached out to touch the ball of white light.

In an instant, a wealth of information about the traitor's organizational structure, characteristics of known strongholds, patterns of personnel activity, and tracking techniques flowed into Qin Le's mind like a gentle stream.

The information was quite detailed and sufficient for Qin Le's current needs.

This gave him a slight sense of relief—at least he didn't have to face Ye Hongli for the time being.

Given her personality, if I were to ask her for a favor, who knows what strange and troublesome conditions she might bring up?

If it can be avoided, it's best to avoid it as much as possible.

Meanwhile, at Li Yanran's home, a sacred site of Confucianism.

In a quiet and elegant courtyard, Li Yanran, Wang Zhiheng, Li Wuyou, and a young scholar dressed in a scholar's robe, with a gentle temperament and who looked to be no more than twenty years old, stood neatly outside the door of a quiet room, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Today is the day that Yan Shiyun, the quasi-saint powerhouse and mother of Li Yanran and Li Wuyou, who has been in seclusion for a long time, is scheduled to emerge from seclusion.

The whole family naturally waited here.

The scholar-like young man was none other than Li Kong, the father of Li Yanran and Li Wuyou, whose cultivation level was at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.

The group didn't have to wait long.

With a soft creak, the door to the quiet room was pushed open from the inside.

A woman dressed in a gorgeous fairy dress with alternating light gold and moon white colors, exuding an air of elegance and nobility while also possessing a scholarly air, walked out gracefully. Her face was extremely beautiful, and her phoenix eyes were deep and unfathomable.

It was Yan Shiyun, who had just emerged from seclusion.

Her gaze immediately fell on her family members waiting outside the door, sweeping over her daughter Li Yanran with an excited smile, her son Li Wuyou with a concerned look in his eyes, and her Daoist partner Li Kong with a gentle expression.

Finally, her gaze, with just the right amount of doubt, fell on the handsome, composed young man in black standing beside her daughter—Wang Zhiheng, whom she had never seen before.