After hearing Ming Qi's answer, the stunned expression on Li Yan's face was not entirely an act. It also carried a sense of relief.
This question had troubled him for many years. Li Yan had always been searching for the origin of the Blood River, originally hoping to obtain more of it and strengthen the power of Li Fire.
Now, it seemed he had completely misunderstood the Blood River's true purpose. If the Ming sisters had not been present, the wild shout in Li Yan's heart would surely have burst into loud laughter.
The two mysterious objects on his body had ultimately formed the Fuxi Disk. So it had merely been a coincidence ordained in the unseen.
Li Yan's thoughts raced, and what he needed to consider next was how to handle the matter before him.
With the jade slip Er Ya had left behind, Ming Qi would certainly bring this information back to her clan. His previous plan had—
—instantly changed because of Elder Er Ya's jade slip, perhaps even becoming somewhat simpler. How could he make better use of it?
On the surface, after the slight dazed look on Li Yan's face faded, his expression returned to normal. He immediately continued questioning them.
"How many members of your clan can use this silver sand?"
"Ah... oh... Senior, this is the marrow of a Body Integration cultivator. Any clansman above the Nascent Soul stage can attempt to refine two to five grains. Only then can they ensure the eventual reconstruction of their own marrow.
"However, without the heart's assistance, those below the Void Refinement stage must have the Grand Elders stand guard over them. Otherwise, having their bodies instantly melt into nothingness is the most likely outcome."
Ming Qi was first taken aback, but upon considering Li Yan's tone,