"Yi, do you know roughly when the Yin Ruins will open next?"
What Li Qingyun cared about more was still the matter of refining the Eternal Life Pill.
With the Yin Ruins about to close, he needed to determine when they would next open. Whether he was going to the "herb garden" left behind by Senior Shennong or borrowing the Nine Constant Hall, he first had to enter the Yin Ruins.
The child possessed by the artifact spirit thought for a moment, then replied uncertainly, "The last time the Yin Ruins opened was five hundred years ago. The time before that was six thousand years ago. There's no pattern to speak of. As for the next opening, I guess it may have to wait until the end of the Great Tribulation of Annihilation..."
As he spoke, Yi wore a sorrowful expression and looked at Li Qingyun with longing in his eyes.
His desire to survive was quite strong.
It seemed that when this Great Tribulation of Annihilation came, even these Yin Ruins would be swallowed up and ground into nothingness. A mere artifact spirit naturally had no room to struggle.
Looking at the bronze child, Li Qingyun felt that this artifact spirit had quite a discerning eye. Assuming the bearing of an Imperial Clan descendant, he smiled faintly. "I see you're fairly clever. If I am still in the Primordial Beginning then, I'll take you with me while I'm at it!"
Artifact spirit Yi was instantly overjoyed. He repeatedly bowed and cupped his hands toward Li Qingyun in thanks, crying out in delight, "Thank you, Daoist master! Thank you, Daoist master!"
Seeing that the time was ripe, Li Qingyun maintained the Imperial Clan's proud bearing. Like the master of this place, his figure flickered as he arrived at the Imperial