Two days later.
At the foot of the Soulbirth Sect's mountain.
The morning mist had yet to fully disperse, and a damp chill lingered over the ten-thousand-mile stone road wreathed in clouds and fog.
"Young friend Ye, you have a long journey ahead of you, and Dragon Martial Prefecture is full of hidden masters."
Wei Ting, the Soulbirth Sect's second elder, had actually come to see him off in person today.
Behind him stood several Soulbirth Sect stewards with deep, powerful auras.
Such a send-off certainly gave Ye Li plenty of face.
Wei Ting looked at Ye Li kindly, took two faintly glowing magical artifacts from his sleeve, and handed them over.
"These are two escape artifacts I prepared especially for you."
"One is called the [Cloudsmoke Shift]. It can carry you tens of millions of miles away in an instant and break through spatial restrictions."
"The other is the [Substitute Death Talisman]. At a critical moment, it can block a blow from a Divine Lord in the Spirit Nurturing Realm!"
"Keep them safe, and be sure to take care."
As he spoke, he patted Ye Li on the shoulder, looking utterly sincere.
"You are the future of our Soulbirth Sect, and the junior I value most right now."
"If you run into trouble you cannot resolve, come back at any time."
"The Soulbirth Sect will always be your home!"
"..."
Ye Li lowered his head and glanced at the artifacts in his hands.
With his current discernment, he saw straight through to the concealed soul marks deep within them.
How were these life-saving trump cards?
They were clearly two high-grade trackers with location-tracking functions!
Even that so-called Substitute Death Puppet showed traces of a self-destruct mechanism, capable of taking its host down with it.
Most likely, these special measures