A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

Looking at the dozen or so two-meter-tall trees in front of him, Lin He sensed the perverse sense of humor of that Jin Yuan Sanren.

The tops of these trees all resemble the faces of beautiful women, but their bodies are no different from ordinary trees, making them look quite eerie; they could even be called "beauty trees"!

These "beauty trees" are not only eerie in appearance, but they can also extend branches to launch attacks; calling them tree demons wouldn't be an exaggeration.

These tree demons are only at the second level, but when more than a dozen of them attack together, they pose a considerable threat. Even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to escape if they were caught in a pincer attack.

But Lin He merely snorted coldly, and a layer of golden armor appeared on his body. The tree demons' attacks on his golden armor were like scratching an itch through a boot, having no effect whatsoever.

Lin He moved with incredible speed, leaving a series of afterimages as he circled the dozen or so trees.

When Lin He stopped, the dozen or so "beauty trees" fell to the ground under his fist and were then stored in his personal space.

He couldn't appreciate these beautiful trees, but who knows what kind of person with a particular fetish might like them? He'd keep them for now.

Lin He's divine sense locked onto Lan Chou within his personal space, but unfortunately, he couldn't summon Lan Chou. The restrictions here were extremely strange; not only Lan Chou, but also the giant tortoise puppet and even the spirit of the cold dragon, he couldn't summon any of them.

Lin He had originally planned to use his personal space to exploit bugs, but it turned out that this was not very useful.

Lin He looked around. All three hundred people who entered at the same time were teleported to random locations. Lin He did not find anyone else nearby. Of course, this was because divine sense was restricted here, greatly reducing the detection range. But it was enough to prove that this place was vast.

Lin He obtained very limited information from that Senior Brother Liu, and there were no maps or distribution maps of spiritual herbs, so he could only rely on himself to slowly figure things out.

The search was slow for one person, so Lin He used puppets. With his current progress of the second level of the Great Evolution Technique, he could control hundreds of puppets at the same time. Of course, this would consume a lot of his spiritual energy, so Lin He could not do that. He only controlled more than twenty Qi Refining stage puppets, which were arranged in a fan shape to explore forward.

In this way, the exploration progress was greatly accelerated. In just one hour, Lin He collected a batch of spirit wood that was over a thousand years old. This spirit wood was an important material for making puppets, and Lin He naturally did not hesitate to put it all into his personal space.

Not far ahead, Lin He suddenly heard the sound of fighting. Then a female cultivator suddenly appeared in front of him. He recognized her; she was the late-stage Foundation Establishment female cultivator from the Joyful Union Sect.

This woman was a powerful cultivator and a leading figure in the Hehuan Sect, but she was in a very sorry state at the moment. It was all because she had accidentally provoked a group of beautiful tree beauties. Now, more than thirty beautiful tree beauties were chasing after her. Even with her high cultivation, she could not fight to the death with these beautiful tree beauties here, so she had no choice but to flee in a hurry.

Seeing the woman fleeing in panic, Lin He had no intention of playing the hero and saving her. Instead, he sneered, and with a swift movement, a blue figure appeared in front of the female cultivator like a ghost, startling her.

"Oh, it's Fellow Daoist Lin! Hold your hand! I am..."

Lin He didn't listen to her at all. He raised his hand and threw a punch. The sound of the punch cutting through the air was loud. The female cultivator was terrified and quickly took out a tattered fan to defend herself.

Suddenly, rocks appeared on the surface of the tattered fan, forming a rock shield in front of her. However, in just an instant, the rock shield was pierced through, as if it were made of paper.

Just as the fist was about to land on the female cultivator, the terrifying force of the punch slapped her face painfully, almost destroying her body. The female cultivator looked desperate and was ready to die.

Just then, Lin He suddenly let out a soft exclamation, changed his fist into a claw, and snatched the fan away.

The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but was also extremely surprised. Such terrifying power was comparable to that of a level four demon beast, yet Lin He controlled it with ease, clearly demonstrating his mastery of this power. It was truly unbelievable.

The thirty-odd "beauty trees" seized the opportunity to catch up. Lin He didn't even look at them, directly took out a spirit beast bag, and then an ape appeared and rushed towards the many beauty trees.

Wielding a coiled dragon staff and clad in rock spirit armor, it was invincible among the beautiful tree grove, like a war god, making Yin Xue'er's eyelids twitch.

Lin He ignored what she thought, simply stroking the worn-out fan and asking a question.

"Where did you get this fan?"

The female cultivator quickly replied, "I am Yin Xue'er, a servant who serves Miss Xuan'er. This Rock Spirit Fan was given to me by Miss Xuan'er herself."

"Dong Xuan'er?" Lin He wasn't surprised to hear this, as he had given the Rock Spirit Fan to Dong Xuan'er.

"Only Fellow Daoist Lin dares to address her like that. We all call her Miss Xuan'er now and would never dare to call her by her given name."

It seems that Dong Xuan'er's status has risen significantly since she went to the Hehuan Sect. No wonder she's the daughter of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Lin He thought to himself, but outwardly he said...

Why did Dong Xuan'er give you the Rock Spirit Fan?

Yin Xue'er hesitated for a moment, still somewhat uneasy, and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, Miss Xuan'er does have an important task for me, but if you want to know, you can only tell me after all the people of our Hehuan Sect have gathered."

"Heh," Lin He sneered, directly exposing her, "You're afraid I'll kill you right now, aren't you? Actually, you don't need to delay at all, because even if everyone from your Hehuan Sect gathers together, I can still kill you. Now, just tell me your mission."

Yin Xue'er broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. She had thought that by using Dong Xuan'er's face, she could get the other party to compromise a little, but she didn't expect Lin He to not give her any face at all and actually started to interrogate her directly.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Miss Xuan'er was once your junior sister, could it be...?"

"Friendship is friendship, and interests are interests. If you were Dong Xuan'er, I naturally wouldn't treat you like this, but you're just a maid. Killing you is fine, unless you can bring me greater benefits. Do you understand?"

Yin Xue'er sighed. She had still fantasized about leading Lin He by the nose, but he didn't play by the rules at all, demanding she reveal her hand from the start. Thinking of this, she had no choice but to tell him everything.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin has put it that way, for the sake of my own life, I'll be frank. Actually, Miss Xuan'er asked me to find you because she wants to cooperate with you to eliminate all the disciples of the other five sects of the Demonic Path!"

Even Lin He was taken aback by such a ruthless plan. He didn't believe that Dong Xuan'er could do such a thing; it was most likely the work of that old demon Yunlu.

"As expected of someone from the demonic path, they are indeed ruthless." Lin He sighed, then asked, "I'll say it again, why does Dong Xuan'er think I would help her? Although I have long since formed a grudge with the demonic disciples, I have no reason to be used by your Hehuan Sect."

Yin Xue'er smiled, then took out a dark, black token. "Jin Yuan Sanren left behind three tokens, which are keys to unlocking valuable treasures. One of them fell into the hands of our Hehuan Sect. Miss Xuan'er said that as long as Fellow Daoist Lin agrees to cooperate, this token will be yours. In addition, our sect's ancient ancestor possesses a great deal of information about Jin Yuan Cave, which can be shared with Fellow Daoist Lin. All we ask is that Fellow Daoist Lin help me retrieve one thing. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin is satisfied with these conditions?"

"Tokens? Before making a choice, I'd like to ask one more question: where did the remaining two tokens go?"

Yin Xue'er didn't hide anything, instead saying, "One of them fell into the hands of the Liu family of Yuanwu Kingdom, but the Old Ancestor once sent people to investigate. The token in the Liu family's possession had already been stolen by a traitor from the Liu family. That person later joined Huangfeng Valley, and might now be in the hands of Old Monster Linghu. As for this last one, it's in the hands of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"Heh heh, Ghost Spirit Sect!"

Lin He narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.