A Variant Spiritual Root

As the voice rang out, a figure flashed into existence before Qin Fengming.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle, for showing mercy. If Martial Uncle had not taken pity on me, with my meager cultivation, I certainly would have been unable to break through this unfathomably profound illusion array."

Qin Fengming did not hesitate in the slightest. His knees bent, and he dropped to the ground, speaking with utmost respect.

Qin Fengming knew perfectly well how he had managed to escape the illusion array. If Martial Uncle had not deliberately weakened the array's power, then when he was attacked by the illusion array for the first time, he might have fallen into his heart demon forever, unable to free himself.

As an array master, Qin Fengming understood this point all too well.

"Hehe. It is rare enough for you to have such self-awareness. Although you broke through this old man's illusion array, you merely passed one of this old man's tests. As for the purpose of your visit, this old man will not simply agree to let you achieve your wish."

Looking at the young cultivator before him, Venerable Tianquan's expression barely changed. As a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, he spoke in an utterly indifferent tone.

Hearing this, Qin Fengming could not help feeling troubled inwardly. Faced with such an eccentric Martial Uncle, he had no idea what to do.

"As a junior and a disciple, I naturally should come pay my respects to Martial Uncle. Even if I cannot receive Martial Uncle's guidance, the rites owed by a junior cannot be discarded. It is still good to kowtow before Martial Uncle."

"Hehe. You certainly have a sweet tongue, boy. Since you have come to this old man's Cave Abode, if I refuse to let you enter, I imagine your