The crowd was skeptical, so Lin Xuan naturally stepped forward to explain.
"It's true. I swear on my honor."
At this point, Lin Xuan couldn’t let others doubt Su Luo—this was the recognition Su Luo deserved.
Since Lin Xuan had spoken so firmly, the others couldn’t very well press further, though they remained half-convinced.
"In that case, why don’t we invite him over to explain it to us?"
They all turned to Lin Xuan, making the suggestion.
They assumed Su Luo wouldn’t just hand over the method for crafting these special spirit stones for free.
But given the upcoming battles, it was worth trying.
Of course, there was also personal interest—who wouldn’t want to learn such a valuable technique?
They had even considered that if Su Luo were willing to share the method, they would compensate him generously, pooling their resources to ensure he was well rewarded.
Lin Xuan froze. It hadn’t occurred to him to trouble Su Luo with this.
It was just habit—an oversight he hadn’t realized until now.
Seeing Lin Xuan hesitate, the others pressed, "What’s wrong? Is there a problem?"
Everyone here was well-versed in formations, though they came from all corners of the land, and none were particularly close to Su Luo.
"I’ll ask," Lin Xuan replied.
But the next moment, he stiffened, embarrassed. He didn’t have Su Luo’s contact method.
This had been the case for a long time, yet Lin Xuan was only realizing it now.
For a moment, he felt a pang of sadness. He had thought of Su Luo as a trusted partner, yet they didn’t even have a way to reach each other.
"I forgot—I can’t contact Su Luo," Lin Xuan admitted, scratching his head.
"Seriously…?"
After all their anticipation, this was the answer they got.
Lin Xuan quickly added, "But I know who can."
"Who?"
"Li Siyi, or my master."
So Li Siyi was summoned.
"What’s going on?" she asked, confused.
Lin Xuan explained the situation and asked if she could relay their request to Su Luo.
"I’ll ask, but I can’t guarantee he’ll agree."
"Understood."
A secret technique like this—it was only natural if he refused.
"By the way, what has Su Luo been up to lately?" Lin Xuan suddenly asked.
He was genuinely curious. After wiping out the Heavenly Demon Sect recently, Su Luo should have returned to the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Yet there had been no word from him since.
"Oh, he’s looking for Jiang Ningshu. Probably close to finding her," Li Siyi said.
This was partly an excuse—she knew Jiang Ningshu had been by Su Luo’s side all along.
The moment these words left her mouth, the others erupted.
"What? He’s close?"
"Can he really find her?"
"I’m not holding my breath. People have searched for so long with no leads—how could Su Luo succeed?"
"But Su Luo was once part of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Maybe he has a way."
Their shock was understandable.
Not long ago, nearly every cultivator had been searching for Jiang Ningshu, yet not a single clue had surfaced.
Jiang Ningshu—a Tribulation Phase expert! If she could be recruited, their chances would skyrocket.
After giving up hope, hearing there might still be a chance naturally reignited their excitement.
Li Siyi didn’t elaborate further. She stepped outside to a secluded spot to contact Su Luo.
The group continued discussing—or rather, speculating—how Su Luo might respond.
Most doubted he would share the technique. The image of the Heavenly Demon Sect still lingered in their minds.
But one overly optimistic voice piped up, "If Su Luo refuses, do we just give up?"
"It’s his secret method. Forcibly taking it wouldn’t be right."
"I know, but these are exceptional circumstances. For the sake of victory, some sacrifices are justified."
Lin Xuan slammed his palm on the table, his voice icy. "Then why don’t we start by sacrificing you?"
The man immediately fell silent.
Lin Xuan spoke firmly, "Su Luo is my brother. Whatever he chooses, I’ll stand by him. And let’s not say anything that undermines unity."
With that, no one dared to argue further. They waited quietly for Li Siyi’s return.
Once alone, Li Siyi reached out to Su Luo.
Contacting him wasn’t easy—Su Luo had shielded himself from detection. Even the Heaven’s Secrets Elder couldn’t divine his location, let alone establish a connection.
Only those with a deep bond could reach him quickly.
Normally, they preferred face-to-face meetings anyway.
After all, some discussions went beyond words.
"Su Luo, when are you arriving in the north?"
"Soon, soon."
"Hurry up! I’m already here," Li Siyi urged. She missed him.
"I’m soaking in a hot spring, but I’ll be there shortly."
At the moment, Su Luo was relaxing in the warm waters with Little Yu and Jiang Ningshu.
"You really know how to enjoy yourself. I should’ve come with you."
Li Siyi had assumed Su Luo would reach the north before her.
"Want me to teleport you here?"
The distance would drain some energy, but it was manageable.
Li Siyi remembered her task. "No need. I’ll wait. But there’s something else."
She relayed Lin Xuan’s request, though she framed it carefully.
She claimed she had recognized Su Luo’s spiritual energy signature and accidentally revealed she knew its creator—though she hadn’t named him.
From Su Luo’s perspective, he was still seen as part of the Heavenly Demon Sect, an enemy to all.
Li Siyi was keeping the truth from him.
If Su Luo learned they now saw him as an ally, he’d be baffled—wondering if his plans had gone awry.
She wanted to reveal everything at the right moment, avoiding unnecessary confusion.
After explaining, she asked, "What do you say? If you refuse, I’ll relay that without question."
Su Luo pondered. He hadn’t expected the item he’d given Chen Xing'an to end up in their hands, let alone be studied.
"It’s not a big deal, but given their skill level, replicating it would be difficult."
"Got it," Li Siyi assumed he was declining.
"What do you ‘got’? I’ll give you a simplified version."
Creating spirit stones that could stably store Nascent Soul-level power and unleash it smoothly was no simple feat.
Even if he explained the principles, they wouldn’t be able to mass-produce them quickly.
Mastery would require extensive practice—if they could even grasp it at all.
So he settled for a simplified formation, one that stored Golden Core-level energy.
This version was far easier. With effort, they might achieve a fifty percent success rate before the war began.
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