Ten Thousand Poison Peak, Huaizhong Altar.
Inside the newly established Cave Mansion, all the Restrictions were activated.
An Eight Desolates Forging Fire Furnace, its body a dark cyan and engraved with countless arcane flame runes, hovered silently in the air.
Qin Xuan stood solemnly before the furnace. He bowed slightly with his hands clasped, his voice full of respect.
"Senior, I'll be troubling you."
The furnace trembled slightly, and the Spirit Body of a little Daoist child materialized. He had a youthful face, wore a cyan Daoist Robe, and his hair was tied in tufted knots.
"Well, well, Young Qin! So you do have a day when you need to beg me for help!"
The Cyan-robed Little Daoist Child looked smug. He waved his hand with the air of a world-weary old man and said, "So? Are the materials all prepared?"
"Senior, they're all here. I have three sets, in fact."
