Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

Jin Ming's pupils constricted sharply, golden lightning arcs exploded violently, and his entire Suanni tensed up, taking two steps back: "Impossible! I am the young master of the Suanni clan, how could I become someone else's spirit beast? Don't even think about it!"

"I never said I wanted to take you as a spirit beast." Lu Yan's expression remained unchanged.

"I just need to make sure you don't say anything reckless. Your Yuan Soul Lamp is still lit, isn't it? As long as you don't die, your clan won't notice. I can swear an oath to my inner demons to guarantee your freedom. I will also return your Yuan Spirit restrictions to you intact."

Jin Ming stared intently at him, lightning crackling around him, clearly trying to suppress his anger.

Lu Yan continued, "You've seen my talent. I can kill an eighth-level Transformation cultivator in the late Core Formation stage, and forming a Nascent Soul is a certainty. I have no reason to ruin my path for a seventh-level Suanni like you. You should understand the constraints that the Heart Demon Oath places on cultivators."

Jin Ming's breathing gradually calmed down. He stared into Lu Yan's eyes, trying to find a trace of deception, but those eyes were as calm as still water, without any ripples.

"Do you really intend to give me my freedom?"

"really."

"Once we get there, will you let me go?"

"Once we get to that place, I'll return the Forbidden God Token to you, and we'll be even."

Jin Ming remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and the golden lightning slowly subsided.

"Okay. I'll trust you this once."

After Lu Yan finished making his oath, Jin Ming closed his eyes, and a wisp of golden primordial spirit floated out from between his eyebrows, condensing into a fist-sized ball of light in the air.

A miniature Suanni could be vaguely seen inside the sphere of light, thrashing about restlessly.

Lu Yan raised the Forbidden God Token, and the black token shot out a beam of dark light, absorbing the wisp of primordial spirit into it.

A golden phantom of a lion appeared on the surface of the token and then disappeared.

Jin Ming's body trembled slightly, feeling that his life and death were now in the other party's hands.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, but he had no other choice now that things had come to this.

"Come in." Lu Yan patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist.

Jin Ming gritted his teeth, transformed into a golden light, and entered the spirit beast pouch.

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Lu Yan packed everything up and left the Sea Abyss Cave.

His immediate priority is to find a safe place and get rid of Jin Ming, this troublesome person.

After speeding across the sea for most of the day, Lu Yan finally found a deserted island.

The island is full of jagged rocks and barren land, so much so that even monsters don't bother to visit it.

He set up several layers of restrictions in the center of the island, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

Lu Yan took a deep breath and glanced at the nameless fragment on his chest.

"Give me a time travel experience."

The world spun around.

When Lu Yan opened his eyes again, he was standing in a completely unfamiliar world.

The sky here is hazy, without sun or clouds, only a layer of grayish-white light evenly spreads across the entire sky.

The air was dry, carrying a sulfurous smell. The concentration of spiritual energy was slightly higher than in the Chaotic Star Sea, but far less than in the Spirit Realm.

I don't know which interface it is.

Lu Yan had no interest in studying it. He patted the spirit beast pouch, and a golden light flew out.

Jinming landed on the ground, its four hooves touching the ground. It first looked around warily, then froze.

"Where is this?" Jin Ming asked, his voice filled with confusion.

"A place you can never return to." Lu Yan took out the God-Suppressing Token from his robes and handed it over: "I'm returning the restrictions on your primordial spirit to you."

Jin Ming's primordial spirit returned to its place, and his body trembled. He looked down at his claws, then up at the hazy sky, his mind a jumble of confusion. His life was indeed back in his own hands, but this place…

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Jin Ming pressed.

Lu Yan did not answer. He sensed the rate at which the spirit stones in his storage bracelet were being consumed: one hundred per second.

"Take care of yourself."

After Lu Yan finished speaking, he activated the fragments again with a thought.

Jin Ming stared wide-eyed as the person in front of him vanished into thin air, completely stunned.

He stood under the hazy sky, looking around blankly. He was surrounded by an unfamiliar wasteland, and in the distance came the roars of unknown beasts. The wind blew past his body, carrying an unfamiliar scent.

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The second time I traveled through time.

The world spun around.

When Lu Yan landed, the primordial energy in the air was so dense that it almost condensed into mist.

In the distance, a massive city stands tall, its walls soaring into the clouds, entirely black, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

Northern Cold Immortal Realm, Black Wind City.

Lu Yan recognized the characters on the city gate and was secretly amazed, but he remained expressionless.

His spirit stones were being consumed at a rate of ten thousand per second, leaving him no time for reflection.

He lifted his foot and rushed into the city.

The streets of Blackwind City are wide and flat, with rows of buildings on both sides, each decorated in a magnificent and glittering style.

The cultivators coming and going all exuded profound auras, with Nascent Soul cultivators everywhere and Deity Transformation cultivators as common as dogs. Occasionally, a few divine senses would sweep over them, and even he felt his scalp tingle.

Lu Yan's gaze locked onto a three-story pavilion on the street corner. The plaque above the door read "Lingdan Pavilion," the calligraphy vigorous and powerful, with a faint spiritual light flowing through it. Without a word, he plunged inside.

The attic was elegantly furnished, with the fragrance of sandalwood wafting through the air, and shelves all around were filled with various jade bottles and boxes, exuding a spiritual aura.

Behind the counter sat a middle-aged man with a thin face, three long wisps of beard, and wearing a blue robe. He was slowly flipping through an ancient book.

Lu Yan couldn't tell the other party's cultivation level at all, but he couldn't care less.

He rushed to the counter, panting, and braced himself against it with both hands: "Give me a bottle of baby-dissolving water!"

The shopkeeper put down the ancient book and slowly glanced at him.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones." The shopkeeper took out a jade bottle from under the counter and casually placed it on the counter. The bottle was transparent and contained a ball of emerald green liquid that emitted a faint fragrance.

100,000 spirit stones.

In the human world, this is a huge sum of money.

But for Lu Yan, who consumes 10,000 spirit stones per second, 100,000 spirit stones is nothing more than the cost of staying for ten seconds.

The problem is that his spirit stones are almost gone.

Lu Yan took a deep breath, looked at the treasure that could greatly increase the chances of forming a Nascent Soul, took out a jade box from his storage bag, and slammed it on the counter.

"Use this to pay."

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow slightly and reached for the jade box.

Before the jade box was even opened, Lu Yan could already feel the nameless fragment in his sea of ​​consciousness emit its last buzz.

The spirit stones are all gone.

Lu Yan's figure vanished instantly.

The shopkeeper's hand froze in mid-air; the jade box was still there, but everything else was gone.

The entire attic was so quiet it was as if someone had pressed the pause button.

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, looking at the empty floor in front of him, and then at the jade box on the counter.

He opened the jade box.

Inside lay an IOU with two words scrawled on it: Wang Chan.

Shopkeeper: "..."

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A nameless, desolate island in a chaotic sea of ​​stars.

Lu Yan appeared on the rocks of the deserted island, along with the counter.

came back.

Lu Yan sat up and looked at the counter of the Black Wind City Spirit Pill Pavilion in front of him; he had brought the counter back with him.

On the counter was the bottle of baby-transforming water, and some spirit stones and talismans were scattered in the drawer.

He casually picked up the bottle of baby-transforming water, uncorked it, and smelled it. A cool sensation rushed straight to the top of his head.

"It was worth it." Lu Yan smiled.