A Favor Beyond Form

He raised a hand, and a stream of spiritual power lifted True Lord Wuxiang's five-inch Nascent Soul and set it on his shoulder.

True Lord Wuxiang landed steadily on Li Chengjie's shoulder, pressed his hands together, and softly chanted a Buddhist invocation.

"Benefactor, I will remember this great kindness in my heart."

Li Chengjie said no more. His figure moved, turning into a streak of crimson gold escape light as he flew toward Quiet Heart Studio.

True Lord Wuxiang sat on his shoulder, his five-inch-tall body as steady as bedrock.

The escape light sped through the corridor, the walls on both sides flying backward at high speed.

"Master," Li Chengjie asked as he flew, "have any of the treasures in Nine Turns Pill Hall been taken?"

True Lord Wuxiang shook his head. "Not yet. The eleven factions are keeping one another in check, and none of them is willing to let another strike first. When I escaped, they were still in the middle of a chaotic battle."

"Then what treasures are in the pill hall?"

"It is said there is an ancient pill called the 'Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill,' able to grow white bone with flesh and bring the dead back to life. There is also a volume of pill formulas called the 'Nine-Turn Pill Canon,' which records the essence of ancient pill dao."

True Lord Wuxiang paused, then added, "There is also a pill furnace called the 'Nine-Turn Purple Gold Furnace.' It is said to be a supreme treasure of the ancient pill dao."

Li Chengjie's heart stirred slightly.

Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill.

Nine-Turn Pill Canon.

Nine-Turn Purple Gold Furnace.

Each one was a priceless treasure.

"Master, did you see those treasures?"

True Lord Wuxiang gave a bitter smile. "The moment I entered the pill hall, I was besieged by several