Chapter 517: Verification

"Uncle, have you been counting treasures behind my back? All these things are the leftovers you picked over, aren't they?" Jin Tong's small face tightened, and she called out somewhat dissatisfied.

"Seeing you sleep so soundly after gnawing on the stove, I let you sleep a bit longer." Han Li rubbed his nose and said thus.

Upon hearing this, Jin Tong puffed out her cheeks, clearly unsatisfied with Han Li's answer.

The white jade pixiu that had been lying nearby saw this, its eyes rolling around, seeming somewhat puzzled.

"This bracelet was specially left for you. Whatever is inside, it's all yours." Han Li raised a single hand, and another storage bracelet appeared in his hand, which he handed to Jin Tong.

The original owner of this storage bracelet was precisely Qi Tianxiao, who had fought fiercely with Jin Tong earlier.

Hearing this, Jin Tong took the storage bracelet with a mixture of doubt and belief. Opening it herself, her small face immediately bloomed with joy.

"Uncle is the best!"

Jin Tong deftly put the storage bracelet on her wrist and also collected all the other magical artifacts and items on the ground.

Han Li looked at her, smiling silently.

Seeing this, the white jade pixiu felt even more that comparing beasts only frustrates beasts, and it listlessly lay down.

With her mood improved, Jin Tong finally noticed the dejected white pixiu lying nearby. She hopped over to it and patted its head.

"Uncle, where did this stray dog come from? Can I eat it?"

Her words startled the white jade pixiu half to death. It immediately roared angrily, "What are you saying, you little girl? I am a primal chaos true spirit!"

"Daring to call yourself 'young master' in front of this fairy..." Jin Tong's gaze suddenly turned cold, and she grinned, revealing two rows of small, gleaming white teeth.

For some reason, the white jade pixiu felt an inexplicable chill run through its body.

But today had been too frustrating; it wasn't about to let a little girl bully it too.

"Let me teach you a lesson..." The white jade pixiu opened its bloody mouth wide and once again grew to the size of a house.

"Hehe..." Jin Tong just grinned, and golden light immediately flared up on her body.

Seeing this, Han Li's mouth twitched, and he silently turned and walked away into the distance.

...

After about half a quarter of an hour, the three-colored small island returned to calm.

"Let's go. We'll return to Wumeng Island." Han Li erased all traces of his presence on the island and spoke.

With that, he waved his hand, and the jade flying carriage originally belonging to Gongshu Jiu hovered in the void.

Han Li leaped and landed on the flying carriage.

"Alright, let's go!" Jin Tong exclaimed joyfully, her voice high-pitched.

Beneath her, she rode a snow-white pixiu that wore an expression of utter despair, as if all joy in life had been drained.

"Xiao Bai, aren't you moving?" Seeing no reaction from the pixiu, Jin Tong immediately clamped her legs against its ribs and scolded.

The white jade pixiu let out a mournful cry, light flared up on its body, and it carried Jin Tong onto the jade flying carriage.

The flying carriage transformed into a streak of light and vanished in an instant.

...

A few days later, a green shadow flickered above a sea island. A green light mass appeared as if by spatial teleportation, trailing afterimages that took several breaths to dissipate.

The green light mass dispersed, revealing a jade flying carriage with Han Li standing on it.

He looked at the jade flying carriage beneath him, a hint of satisfaction showing on his face.

This jade flying carriage, as Gongshu Jiu's flying immortal artifact, was indeed extremely fast, several times quicker than his previous Qingyuan flying carriage.

Because the carriage was too fast, he hadn't fully mastered it yet, and his control over stopping it was still somewhat unsteady.

Jin Tong was now lying on her back on the flying carriage, her little belly exposed, snoring loudly, while the pixiu lay listlessly in a corner of the carriage.

Han Li looked at Jin Tong, his eyes flickering.

Over the past few days, Jin Tong had devoured many more spirit treasures and had again become drowsy. The aura on her body fluctuated and slowly strengthened, showing signs of a breakthrough.

Feeling the fluctuations in Jin Tong's aura, a trace of joy flashed in Han Li's eyes.

Jin Tong's current strength was already extremely formidable. In a one-on-one fight, even without using time laws, although he had some ways to restrain her, he was not certain of victory.

If she made another breakthrough, it would naturally be of greater help to him.

A contemplative expression appeared on Han Li's face. He then waved his hand, emitting a green light that enveloped Jin Tong and put her into a spirit beast pouch.

Although Jin Tong disliked the spirit beast pouch, since she was on the verge of a breakthrough, it was safer to put her in the pouch.

Seeing this, the pixiu stood up on its hind legs.

"You should also go into the spirit beast pouch to rest. Here are some spirit treasure materials for you to recover." Before the pixiu could speak, Han Li waved his hand, putting it into another spirit beast pouch and casually tossing in some useless spirit treasures.

After doing this, he looked toward the sea below, raising an eyebrow slightly.

This sea area was previously the site of fierce battles between Black Wind Island and Qingyu Island, but now the tense atmosphere was gone.

Over the past few days, he had flown past several sea islands, and on them, he had hardly seen any cultivators from Black Wind Island or Qingyu Island.

Han Li's mind turned, and he quickly understood.

The conflict between Qingyu Island and Black Wind Island had originally been instigated by the North Cold Immortal Palace to mislead the Reincarnation Palace and other forces about the location of the immortal mansion entrance.

Now that the Minghan Immortal Mansion had descended, there was naturally no need for the conflict between Black Wind Island and Qingyu Island to continue.

It was also a good thing that the Black Wind Sea region had returned to calm, which would benefit Wumeng Island.

Han Li stood still for a moment, then waved his hand and cast a spell.

The jade flying carriage's light flared up, turning into a blurry afterimage that continued flying forward, vanishing from the spot in an instant.

After flying for several more days, Wumeng Island finally came into view in the distance.

At that moment, Han Li raised an eyebrow, stopped, and looked toward a direction on the left, a strange color flashing in his eyes.

He then turned and flew in that direction, stopping after a while on a sea island.

This island was not large, much smaller than Wumeng Island. It was long and narrow, shaped like a willow leaf, with sparse vegetation and large patches of gray-white rock exposed everywhere.

Han Li looked at the island below, a peculiar expression on his face.

This island was precisely the one where the Han Crystal Clan led by Han Qiu had lived. It was now under the jurisdiction of Wumeng Island, and a layer of water-blue restrictions had been set up to cover the entire island.

Han Li swept his gaze around, his mind stirred, and the scene from when he had activated the Vial's soul travel in the Moonlight Palace came to mind—it had been right here.

But although the willow-leaf island he had seen then was exactly this one, there were still some differences between the two.

"Could it be..." His eyes suddenly lit up, and he shot down, diving into the sea surface near the island, descending quickly until he reached the seabed.

Han Li looked around while spreading his divine sense.

His eyes soon brightened, and he flew forward to a large underwater rock. He waved his hand, sending a sword aura into the rock.

With a "bang," the rock burst open, creating a large hole.

Han Li reached in and quickly withdrew his hand, now holding a ring-shaped object covered in mud, but one could still see it was a green circular bracelet.

"Indeed!" He looked at the green bracelet in his hand, a smile appearing on his face as he murmured to himself.

This green bracelet was precisely the storage bracelet he had thrown into the sea when his soul had traveled to Jin Hai's Nascent Soul.

Using this as verification, Han Li could confirm that his soul travel to Jin Hai's Nascent Soul had sent him back to the distant past, to the time when the Minghan Immortal Mansion was destroyed.

He flipped his hand and took out the Vial, gently stroking it, silent.

The Vial's ability to accelerate the growth of spirit herbs had already amazed him, and now it had given birth to a power that could send his soul traveling into the past.

From this, it seemed that the first soul travel to the old Daoist Ling Yunzi was also most likely a trip to the past.

But he couldn't determine what time that was; he could look into it later when he had the chance.

Also, the scene of the big-eared monk and his five disciples that he had seen when activating the Vial was still vivid in his mind. However, he was still confused about the situation at that time and didn't know who they were. But one thing was certain: their cultivation must have been far beyond his imagination; otherwise, how could just hearing a few words from them have led to such rapid progress in his own cultivation?

Han Li steadied himself and put the small bottle away.

He still couldn't determine how many other powers the Vial possessed, but its mysteries were surely far greater than he had anticipated; he would have to explore them slowly in the future.

He waved his right hand, emitting a blue light that separated the surrounding seawater, creating a clear space on the seabed.

Han Li picked up the storage bracelet and waved his hand.

With a "clatter," a pile of items appeared on the ground—some immortal essence stones, spirit treasures, pills, scriptures, and other things.

He had roughly looked through these things back then, but because time was pressing, he hadn't examined them closely.

Now, upon careful inspection, Han Li's eyes lit up.

The number of immortal essence stones on the ground was considerable, a full fifty to sixty thousand. Although it couldn't compare to the immortal essence stones he currently had, it was still a substantial fortune.

As for the spirit treasures, they were all flying swords, quite numerous, a full sixty to seventy, and of decent quality.

Except for a few, the other flying swords were all light blue in color and identical in style, clearly a set of flying swords.

Counting carefully, Han Li found that this set of flying swords numbered exactly seventy-two, just like the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords. Moreover, the sword bodies faintly emitted fluctuations of star power, indicating they were a rare set of star-attribute flying swords.

Han Li glanced at these flying swords a few times and then looked away.

Although the quality of these seventy-two flying swords was very high, all reaching the peak spirit treasure level and only a step away from immortal artifacts, they were still far inferior to the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords and not worth his attention.