"Do you have anything like soul plaques or soul lamps belonging to those two?" Fang Qing stood before Stone Crag Palace with his hands behind his back. His voice was calm and even, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
Fairy Zi Yu sat on the other side of the main hall, her brows knitting slightly at his words.
She wore a flowing pale-purple immortal gown embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns along its hem. Every gesture she made possessed the bearing of an immortal.
After pondering for a moment, she slowly said, "Of course we do. But Stone Crag Palace has stood for hundreds of thousands of years. We have never handed the soul plaques of our disciples over to outsiders." Her tone was mild, but her resolve was beyond question.
A slight movement crossed Fang Qing's gaunt face, revealing the faintest hint of a smile.
"Fellow Daoist, why not examine this item before making your decision? Besides, what I seek is not the soul plaque itself. I merely need a wisp of the soul aura within."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, and a crimson jade bottle slowly flew toward Fairy Zi Yu. The bottle was only three inches tall, yet faint flowing light revolved across its surface. It was clearly no ordinary treasure.
Fairy Zi Yu extended her slender hand to take the jade bottle. The instant her fingertips touched it, she trembled slightly.
She carefully removed the stopper. At once, an intoxicating fragrance spread through the air, making the entire hall seem to stir. Inside were four pills in azure, crimson, white, and black, each giving off a completely different aura, yet somehow blending wondrously into one.
"Four Seasons Soul Turning Pills!" Fairy Zi Yu cried out in shock. She hurriedly sealed the bottle again, unable to hide