A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

Inside the camp of the Six Demonic Sects,

A handsome young man was standing respectfully in front of Meng Fan.

Looking at the young man in blue before him, Meng Fan asked with surprising familiarity, "Wang Shan, has my elder brother not yet emerged from seclusion?"

Meng Fan's elder brother, Meng Liang, is a late-stage Core Formation elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He is exceptionally strong and is also the master of the young man in blue in front of him.

"Uncle-Master Meng, my master is currently in seclusion refining a treasure, and it has now reached a critical juncture, so he is unable to leave his seclusion."

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan sighed and said, "If my elder brother were here, would Li Huayuan still dare to be so arrogant?"

Wang Shan looked embarrassed, while Meng Fan shook his head and said, "Why am I talking about this with a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you? By the way, I've finally figured out where the problem lies."

Meng Fan recounted what had happened, and Wang Shan frowned upon hearing it, saying, "So that's how it is. However, rumors are rampant within the Ghost Spirit Sect, with all sorts of things being said. After all, the number of survivors is far too small, causing widespread panic. We need to find a way to resolve this."

"That's why I came to find you."

"Does Martial Uncle want me to deal with this person?" Wang Shan shook his head and said, "This person is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Killing him would be as easy as turning my hand. Not to mention the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I am also fully confident in dealing with the late-Foundation Establishment stage. But what about that avatar at the early Core Formation stage?"

Wang Shan paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile and said, "It's not that my nephew is unwilling to help, but he simply can't handle it."

Meng Fan frowned upon hearing this. "The death of Young Master Wang Chan is indeed a great loss to our Ghost Spirit Sect. Wang Shan, I have high hopes for you and hope you can take on this heavy responsibility."

Since Wang Chan's death, the Wang family has been stirring up trouble. Wang Chan had a dark spiritual root, and the Wang Sect Master had carefully nurtured him, so no one dared to say a word against it.

However, with Wang Chan dead, the other members of the Wang family had their chance. Everyone hoped to receive the sect leader's careful guidance like Wang Chan did. It was hard to say whether they could form a Nascent Soul, but the chances of forming a Core were still quite high.

Many of the younger generation of the Wang family came to the Jingu Plain battlefield this time. For example, outstanding disciples like Wang Shan, who are usually reluctant to be sent to such a dangerous environment as the battlefield, have all gone to the battlefield in order to make a name for themselves and win the sect leader's favor.

The Wang family had a good plan, but they didn't expect to run into Lin He, this ruthless star, so soon after arriving here. In the past few days, they have suffered heavy casualties, losing more than 20 people. These people were young and had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, and their aptitude was quite good. They were originally candidates for the position of elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but now they have been killed by Lin He.

It's impossible for Wang Shan not to feel hatred; several of his close friends had died here. But at this moment, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. He wasn't that stupid to impulsively challenge a Foundation Establishment cultivator with early Core Formation strength just to get revenge.

Seeing that ordinary words were ineffective in swaying the other party, Meng Fan had no choice but to take out a storage bag and a spirit beast bag.

Wang Shan was somewhat puzzled, but after taking it and probing it with his divine sense, his face lit up with excitement, and he could not hide his joy.

"I borrowed these two items at a considerable cost. I'm only lending them to you temporarily so you can deal with this person. Once you kill him, I'll give you what you want immediately."

Upon hearing that it was only a temporary loan, Wang Shan's excitement immediately waned by half. However, after hearing the other party's promise, he became even more enthusiastic.

"As a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect, I cannot tolerate this person's actions. For the sake of the sect, and for the friends he killed, I, Wang Shan, will surely kill him!"

Seeing Wang Shan speak so righteously and sternly, Meng Fan sneered inwardly, but outwardly patted him on the shoulder and said some words of praise.

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Lin He followed Li Huayuan to his residence. Li Huayuan was unusually polite, gesturing for him to enter.

"Nephew Lin, please have a seat!"

Lin He smiled slightly, not surprised at all. In the cultivation world, strength is paramount. He used to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so Li Huayuan naturally looked down on him. But the Core Formation battle power he had shown in the past few days made Li Huayuan unable to ignore him anymore.

Although Li Huayuan had heard that Lin He had an external avatar at the early stage of Core Formation, it was only hearsay. Now, after witnessing it with his own eyes, he confirmed Lin He's strength, and the status between the two changed. Li Huayuan even adopted an attitude of treating each other as equals.

Lin He politely bowed and sat down. Li Huayuan nodded and sat down as well.

"Junior Nephew Lin, please wait a moment. Senior Sister Hong Fu will be here shortly."

Lin He was taken aback when he heard this. He hadn't expected that this matter was so serious that he had to wait for Hong Fu to come before discussing it. His mind raced, and he had already formed some guesses.

Soon, Hong Fu brought Dong Xuan'er in, it seemed that she really doted on Dong Xuan'er.

Although Hong Fu still had a cold expression, her tone softened considerably, "Junior Nephew Lin!"

"Master Hongfu!"

Hong Fu also sat down. Dong Xuan'er naturally had no seat and could only obediently stand behind Hong Fu. She looked at Lin He who had sat down with some surprise, then seemed to remember something and her expression returned to normal.

The three took their seats, and Li Huayuan spoke first, "I met Meng Fan yesterday."

Seeing Lin He's blank expression, Hong Fu explained, "This Meng Fan is an elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, and his strength is not weak."

Li Huayuan continued, "This person made threatening remarks yesterday, which, in my opinion, means that the other party is about to take action."

Hong Fu nodded and said, "The Ghost Spirit Sect has suffered heavy losses these past few days. Given the way the demonic path operates, it's impossible for them not to retaliate."

Upon hearing this, Lin He frowned, feigning a worried expression.

"What will they do? Will they provide a puppet at the late Core Formation stage for a junior disciple to use? If that's the case, I won't be able to handle it."

Seeing that Lin He seemed to be having second thoughts, Li Huayuan quickly comforted him, "Junior Nephew Lin, you can rest assured, this is impossible. Not to mention that late-stage Core Formation puppets are extremely difficult to refine, even if they were successfully refined, could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator control a puppet of this level with his divine sense?"

Hong Fu immediately reassured him, "Junior Brother Li is right. Nephew Lin can rest assured. With the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he can at most control a puppet in the early Core Formation stage. With that avatar, it's enough for you to handle it."

Dong Xuan'er, standing to the side, said, "Master, that's not how it works. There's a sect like the Yu Ling Sect on the other side. If we lend a few more level-five spirit beasts to those Foundation Establishment disciples, Senior Brother Lin won't be able to handle it."

Hong Fu glared at Dong Xuan'er upon hearing this, thinking to herself that daughters are truly hard to keep at home once they grow up, and that Dong Xuan'er was turning her back on her family.

Li Huayuan laughed and said, "Xuan'er is really joking. Level 5 spirit beasts are not as common as cabbages. How many are there in this southern region? How much effort does it take to raise a level 5 spirit beast? We are not willing to give it away so easily."

Hong Fu shook her head and said, "Junior brother, Xuan'er's words make sense. We must be on guard."

Li Huayuan took Hong Fu's words seriously. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Alright, since that's the case, I'll lend you an ancient treasure that's good at attacking. Level 5 demonic beasts have thick hides and tough flesh, so you can use this treasure to deal with them."

Hong Fu also said, "I found an ancient treasure for escaping in the ruins of an ancient cultivator. I'll lend it to you so you can escape even if you're no match for it."

Lin He glanced at Dong Xuan'er, who gave him a mischievous smile. Only then did he accept the two ancient treasures, and then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "Rest assured, my two senior uncles, I will certainly do my best to serve you!"

After spending several days familiarizing himself with the two ancient treasures, Lin He finally re-entered the battlefield of Jingu Plain.