The little paper figure said to Yang Qiuyu, "Now that you know my intentions, do you have any good ideas? Please offer your suggestions quickly. If your method is truly feasible, I can forgive and forget about it."
Yang Qiuyu pondered and said, "Although I don't have any good solutions right now, since the real Zhou Cong's soul has been swallowed up by this fake Zhou Cong, my sect, Xuanyuan Sect, is an ancient sect with tens of thousands of books in its collection. By searching through these books, I'm not worried about not finding a feasible solution."
"Oh," the little paper figure said calmly, "You mean, I have to wait for you to search through the entire sect's library? How long will that take?"
Yang Qiuyu was a little embarrassed before saying, "Due to the depletion of spiritual energy, the Xuanyuan Sect has activated the End-of-Day Emergency Array and hidden itself in a desolate mountain valley. The mist array outside the valley is a place that only experts who have reached the Mahayana stage can enter."
"My cultivation is too limited to enter. However, I am willing to offer the Xuanyuan Sect's token and a detailed map to help you enter the library and peruse all the books in our sect's collection."
She hadn't even told Zhou Cong about this.
The little paper figure snorted, "After all that talk, I still have to investigate myself. What's the point of me teaming up with you then?"
Yang Qiuyu hurriedly said, "Senior, as an ancient sect, my Xuanyuan Sect not only has countless books, but also many treasure pavilions containing treasures and medicines, and the treasures inside are also countless."
"Treasure?" The little paper figure snorted again. "With my cultivation level, would I covet the meager collection of your Xuanyuan Sect?"
She said that, but Yang Qiuyu could keenly hear that her tone was much gentler than before, and knew that she was already moved. Yang Qiuyu quickly said, "Senior's cultivation is profound, so naturally you would not be interested in the little collection of my Xuanyuan Sect. This is just a small token of my appreciation."
The little paper doll said, "Since you're somewhat sensible, I'll return the storage bracelet from last time!" With that, it flicked its arm, forcibly pulling the bracelet out of thin air and throwing it onto the ground in front of Yang Qiuyu with a thud.
Yang Qiuyu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, senior."
The little paper figure continued, "Here is a sixth-grade magic treasure for you, as a deposit. If I can find something useful to me in the Xuanyuan Sect, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."
Yang Qiuyu saw another handkerchief fall from the void. It looked ordinary, but she could feel the powerful spiritual energy contained in it. She happily took the handkerchief and said again, "Thank you, senior."
The little paper doll said, "Go back and prepare. Tomorrow you will take me to the front of the Xuanyuan Gate."
"Yes," Yang Qiuyu replied.
She and Chu Lan then saw the little paper figure flip upwards and disappear back into the void.
Yang Qiuyu was overjoyed and began to examine the handkerchief in her hand. Although she had been dating Zhou Cong for more than half a year, he had never given her a treasure of this quality.
Therefore, this was her first sixth-grade magic weapon. After binding it with her blood, she tried to infuse it with spiritual power, and the handkerchief floated up as if it were alive. She quickly determined that it was a defensive magic weapon, which could erect a powerful sixth-grade protective shield when activated.
With her level five cultivator's spiritual power, activating this level six magic weapon was quite strenuous, but in critical moments, it could save her life. She happily put the magic weapon away, only to see Chu Lan looking at her curiously with starry eyes.
Yang Qiuyu was overjoyed to have obtained the magic treasure. She even began to like Chu Lan, whom she had imagined as her former rival. After a moment's thought, a small elixir bottle appeared in her hand.
She handed the elixir bottle to Chu Lan and said, "Considering your connection with the senior, I will give you a bottle of elixir as a gift to reconcile with you!"
This elixir can prolong life, but the mortal body has limited tolerance. You can only take one pill a month at most. One pill can cure all mortal ailments and extend life by about ten years.
Chu Lan shook her head and said, "I can't accept something so valuable." The Chu Mei, no, the Dao Nian, must have given Hu Xin this kind of elixir when she was in the hospital. She had already given her a few and had given her the same instructions.
She certainly believed that the elixir Dao Nian gave her was genuine, but she couldn't distinguish the authenticity of the elixir Yang Qiuyu gave her; besides, she couldn't accept something for nothing, and she didn't want to accept anything from Yang Qiuyu.
Having lived a long life, Yang Qiuyu possessed a keen ability to read people and situations, and she had already guessed that Chu Lan didn't trust her at all. She didn't care; how could someone like her care about the thoughts of a mere mortal?
She placed the elixir bottle on a small table beside her and said, "I've left the elixir here. If you doubt its authenticity, you can find an opportunity to have Senior Dao Nian verify it." With that, she leaped out of the window in a flash, riding the wind and disappearing in an instant.
The next day, just as dawn broke, Yang Qiuyu saw Chu Nian in the living room of her hotel suite. The two went together to the deep valley where the Xuanyuan Sect was located, as Yang Qiuyu had mentioned, and returned five days later.
How to revive Zhou Cong, who had been devoured, remained a mystery, despite the vast collection of books within the Xuanyuan Sect. Chu Nian hadn't originally pinned her hopes on the Xuanyuan Sect's collection.
The reason she wanted to see these books was all because of that broken insect egg—it had already grown to the size of a train engine, and Chu Nian seriously doubted that when it hatched, it would be so big that even her spatial artifact wouldn't be able to hold it.
Fortunately, historical records documenting the Xuanyuan Gate incident mention the origin of this insect egg: it is said that the founder of the Xuanyuan Gate obtained it during his youthful travels and was given to him by a friend he met by chance. The friend only said that this creature liked to eat spiritual herbs and was the egg of a spiritual beast, which could be raised or transformed, meaning that it could be raised or refined if one did not wish to raise it.
The patriarch raised it for a long time and found that the egg's appetite was too astonishing. Even when he later established his sect and used all the sect's resources, he was unable to truly raise it. So he had the idea of refining it.
However, he was unable to find a way to refine it. Later, he tried to establish a blood oath through a slave contract, and was able to communicate with the egg.
At that time, the egg was still a long way from being fully formed, and the ancestor could only sense some memories passed down from the egg's ancestors: scenes full of turmoil, battles, bloodshed, and fighting.
Because the egg was still very small and nothing had been formed, the images that the patriarch sensed could not explain anything.
Furthermore, because the patriarch recognized this egg as his master, all his magical power was subsequently devoured by it, and he perished not long after. Therefore, subsequent leaders of the Xuanyuan Sect dared not mention to their disciples the truth that the egg was just an egg, fearing that some of their descendants might think that it could recognize the egg as its master through the ordinary method of slave contracts, and thus follow in the footsteps of their patriarch.
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