Ninth Immortal City.
The crowd laid out a grand feast to celebrate regaining their freedom.
For a time, the Immortal City was filled with the fragrance of wine and unending laughter.
Li Chang'an sat at the head of the banquet, accepting everyone's thanks.
No one present could tell that he was merely a clone.
As for his true body—
At this moment, he was in the City Lord's Mansion, examining the Spirit-Warming Heart Fluid.
"This batch of Spirit-Warming Heart Fluid perfectly meets my requirements. There shouldn't be any problem."
Li Chang'an took out a Divination Treasure and cast a hexagram on the spot. The result was Neutral Divination.
"Neither ominous nor auspicious. Not bad."
Reassured, he took out the jar sealing the Blood-Origin Soul-Devouring Worm.
The aura within the jar remained weak.
During this time,
the Blood-Origin Soul-Devouring Worm had not changed in the slightest.
It was curled into a ball inside the jar, like a bean, without making any movement.
"Let's try it first."
Li Chang'an concentrated and sent out a stream of mana, using it to envelop a drop of Spirit-Warming Heart Fluid.
Under his careful control,
the drop of Spirit-Warming Heart Fluid slowly descended onto the jar.
In the blink of an eye, hair-thin patterns emerged across the surface of the pitch-black jar.
"Tier 5 Insect Silk!"
Li Chang'an immediately sensed the Tier 5 aura.
Clearly,
the Tower Spirit's judgment had been correct.
The dense patterns appearing on the jar's surface were strands of Insect Silk woven together.
Under the effects of the Spirit-Warming Heart Fluid, the Insect Silk began to slowly peel away, strand after strand, drifting lightly to the ground.
"This is good stuff. I can't waste it."
Li Chang'an took out a Jade Box he had prepared long ago and collected the fallen Insect