Ice Silkworm Armor

"Give it to me..."

The young man surnamed Han reached out and took it, holding the pouch in his hand with his eyes slightly closed.

At that moment, Qin Sang suddenly felt a strange fluctuation emanating from within the young man. This aura was very familiar, containing both Spiritual Power and Spiritual Sense!

A light flashed at the opening of the pouch, and then a jade bottle miraculously appeared in the young man's hand.

Seeing this, Qin Sang's eyes widened.

It really was a storage bag!

But he was plunged into deep confusion. The young man surnamed Han's actions seemed unremarkable; why couldn't he open the seven-colored brocade pouch?

Inside the jade bottle were a few transparent pills.

The young man surnamed Han opened his eyes, looked at them, and said with relief, "Dewdrop Pills... Fortunately! Fortunately!"

As he spoke, he uncorked the jade bottle, poured all the pills out, and swallowed them.

The moment the jade bottle was opened, a strange fragrance rushed into Qin Sang's nostrils. In that instant, Qin Sang felt refreshed and lighter.

After swallowing the Dewdrop Pills, a flush suddenly appeared on the young man surnamed Han's face. His aura immediately became steady and substantial. He, who had been unable to move, actually flipped over and sat up.

A divine medicine from an immortal master!

Qin Sang's eyes widened, fixed on the jade bottle and the storage bag, his heart itching.

The young man surnamed Han chuckled when he saw Qin Sang's expression, "Stop staring. This is a Mustard Seed Pouch. It needs to be opened with Spiritual Sense, and items are retrieved and placed using the Object Manipulation Technique. You're just a mortal general. Even if I gave it to you, you couldn't use it."

The young man surnamed Han exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up with difficulty. He glanced around and suddenly said, "General Qin, I am indebted to you for saving my life and cannot repay you. Tell me, what do you want? Wealth, treasure, a beautiful wife, or riches and power? I can help you achieve any of it."

Hearing this, Qin Sang didn't hesitate. He dropped to his knees with a thud, "Qin Sang wants nothing. I only beg Immortal Master Han to take Qin Sang as a disciple and teach me immortal methods!"

"Heh heh..."

The young man surnamed Han chuckled lightly, seemingly unsurprised. He glanced at Qin Sang and asked a strange question, "Since General Qin is heading north, is your lord King Dongyang?"

He knew King Dongyang too?

Qin Sang was puzzled and replied, "Yes."

The young man surnamed Han nodded, but said, "The path to immortality is not that easy, and not everyone can cultivate immortality... Since you are a great general under King Dongyang, we will meet again soon. Think it over carefully. Oh, right..."

Without allowing Qin Sang to argue, the young man surnamed Han stooped down, flipped over the corpse, and stripped off a piece of clothing.

This garment shimmered with a faint icy blue light, looking like an upper garment for autumn. It was woven from transparent silk threads, extremely light, and appeared exceptionally soft in the young man's hand.

"You lead troops into battle, and it's hard to avoid being accidentally injured by stray arrows. If something unexpected happens, I will have broken my promise. This artifact is an inner armor woven from Ice Silkworm Silk. It's as light as nothing, and mortals can wear it for protection. Ordinary swords and blades cannot pierce it. General Qin, think it over carefully. We shall meet again on Pilgrimage Mountain!"

With that, the young man surnamed Han shot out a green light. His face immediately turned pale, and he coughed violently several times.

A gourd, emerald green in color, grew larger against the wind. The young man surnamed Han seemed to become exceptionally weak. He shakily stepped onto the gourd, nodded at Qin Sang, and the gourd then broke through the air and flew away. In the blink of an eye, only a distant green light could be seen, like a shooting star.

Qin Sang held the Ice Silkworm Armor, his palms feeling cool.

Watching the young man surnamed Han leave, Qin Sang's eyes flickered. It seemed his identity was closely related to the immortal master who delivered the imperial seal on Pilgrimage Mountain.

He had wanted to inquire about the Object Manipulation Technique and why not everyone could cultivate immortality, but the young man left so abruptly. He could only wait for another time.

Qin Sang could also vaguely guess that the young man was in a hurry to leave, possibly to treat his injuries. Those Dewdrop Pills had only temporarily suppressed his condition, and his Spiritual Power was depleted, forcing him to barely control the gourd artifact.

If he had insisted on taking action, it wouldn't have been difficult to kill him. But since things had come to this, there was no point in regretting it. Both the Ice Silkworm Armor and the young man's promise were already great gains.

He had finally come into contact with an immortal cultivator!

While he was delighted, the only thing that gave Qin Sang a headache was that this person seemed to be someone who couldn't tolerate any imperfections. He had even gone so far as to fight to the death against a demonic cultivator.

With his thoughts racing, Qin Sang stood in place for a while. Snapping back to reality, he scanned his surroundings.

The incident had happened so suddenly that Qin Sang hadn't had time to dismiss his soldiers. The soldiers had witnessed everything that had just transpired, and now they were all subtly glancing at Qin Sang, their eyes filled with various emotions.

Qin Sang snorted coldly and gave them a stern look. The soldiers all lowered their heads.

"Everyone, return to camp and rest. Tomorrow morning, we will continue clearing the path. Capturing Raven's Pass will be a great achievement. I, your general, guarantee your promotion and prosperity. What happened today, keep it buried in your hearts. Anyone who dares to leak it will lose their head!"

"Yes, General!"

Returning to the camp, Qin Sang noticed that all the soldiers' gazes were somewhat unusual. He sighed inwardly, knowing that it was unrealistic to keep so many people silent.

Even the Water Monkey, Wu Chuanzong, and others who had been by his side looked as if they had something to say but hesitated.

Qin Sang pondered in his tent for a while and then asked the Water Monkey to summon Zhang Wenkui, Wu Chuanzong, and the others to the tent.

"You have followed me for many years, and it is time for you to stand on your own," Qin Sang said directly. Seeing them exchanging glances and not daring to speak, he chuckled and softened his tone, "My ambition is to seek immortality, and it has never changed. I care nothing for the wealth and glory of the mortal world. Old Zhou knows this. If there were no opportunity, so be it. Now that I have fortunately encountered immortal destiny, I absolutely will not give it up."

The Water Monkey, Zhou Ning, nodded. When they first met Qin Sang, Bai Jianglan had already seen through Qin Sang's aspirations. He hadn't expected them to remain unchanged.

Wu Chuanzong excitedly asked, "Sir, did that Immortal Master agree to take you?"

Qin Sang nodded, "You could say that. If I leave, and Brother Bai is unwilling to take on important duties, you will have no one to look after you and can only rely on yourselves. During this time, I will stay and try my best to pave the way for you. When we capture Raven's Pass this time, the victory report will highlight your names. Combined with your previous military merits, it should help you secure good positions. After I leave, whether you become marquises and prime ministers or fade into obscurity will depend entirely on your own abilities."

Hearing this, the generals were filled with excitement, "Thank you for your care, General!"

After sending off the generals, Qin Sang closed the military tent and took out the Ice Silkworm Armor.

The young man surnamed Han had said the Ice Silkworm Armor was an artifact, so Qin Sang followed the method he used to control the Purple Soul Bell.

A moment later, the Ice Silkworm Armor automatically flew up from Qin Sang's palm. It enlarged and shrank in the air before finally fitting onto Qin Sang and then disappearing.