Published: August 27, 2025
Chapter 345: The Old Fellow and the Bell
Han Li looked through the items in the storage pouch without hesitation, transferring everything into his own storage pouch all at once. Then, he shredded the original storage pouch into pieces with a flurry of sword strikes.
Although this storage pouch was clearly much better than Han Li’s, he dared not carry it casually—there might be some hidden marks on it that he couldn’t detect.
After resting for another day, Han Li felt the time was right. He changed the direction of his quhun and flew toward Yellow Maple Valley to handle his equipment, choosing not to head to the Seven Sects’ main camp.
Han Li thought to himself that if something really had gone wrong at the main camp, the sects would be the first to know. It was better to first check the situation inside the valley and then go to the camp if nothing unusual was found. There would still be time to gather later.
So, Han Li took his quhun and flew on his equipment for five or six days, arriving at the Taiyue Mountain Range without incident.
Han Li didn’t alert anyone but instead stealthily returned to his secluded mansion.
Once inside, he resealed the grand formation outside, feeling much more relaxed—after all, his own territory was still safe!
Without delay, Han Li went straight to the secret chamber of the spirit eye spring.
Sure enough, the two spider eggs had successfully hatched. Floating in the spring were two white spiders about the size of a fist. Though small, they were crystal clear and obviously no ordinary creatures.
Upon seeing Han Li, the white shadows flashed as the two spiders immediately shot out from the spring water.
Han Li was momentarily startled but quickly caught on and didn’t dodge.
The two spiders landed steadily on his shoulders and mischievously crawled all over him, acting as if they had known him for a long time.
Han Li smiled slightly.
It seemed the primordial spirit control formation he had set up with his essence blood really worked. These two little spiders already regarded him as their parent, explaining their affectionate behavior.
Feeling pleased, Han Li carefully took one of the white spiders from his shoulder and examined it in his palm.
Although spiders generally invoke feelings of disgust, this little spider was pure white and glowing, extremely beautiful—hard to put down once seen.
What surprised Han Li the most was that the spider’s spiritual energy seemed to have already reached the third or fourth level of the qi refining stage, making it a genuine lower-tier first-level demonic beast.
Its potential looked very promising!
In fact, the white spider was also listed on the Exotic Insect ranking as the “Blood Jade Spider,” positioned just above the one hundredth spot. Though not as formidable as the “Golden-backed Demonic Mantis,” it was still a rare species.
After playing with the two little spiders for a while, Han Li put them into a leather pouch to carry along. Since he didn’t know when he might return next, it made sense to bring them and train them slowly.
Next, Han Li went to his bedroom and pulled out a small box from under the bed.
The box contained over a dozen storage bags filled with various talismans. He casually picked two to take with him. His previous supply of talismans had almost run out, so he needed to replenish them.
Having handled these matters, Han Li left his quhun inside the secluded mansion and boldly flew straight toward Yellow Maple Valley.
Perhaps because most people were heading to the Seven Sects’ main camp, Han Li encountered only a sparse few qi refining stage disciples on the road. He casually stopped one and asked about the situation inside the valley.
He didn’t hear any unfavorable news, which eased his mind a bit.
But since this person was only a qi refining stage disciple, Han Li didn’t stop there. After some thought, he headed straight to the Garden of a Hundred Medicines.
After all, the old fellow, being a mid foundation establishment cultivator, should know more precise information.