After returning to Zhulong Path, Su Tongxiao instructed Fang Yu to lead the disciples back to Chaoyang Hall. He himself hurried off to report to the sect's higher-ups. After all, the trial had been unexpectedly terminated, and as the person with the highest cultivation level, he naturally had to give the sect an explanation.

Especially since the physical bodies of four disciples had been destroyed. Although there was a reason for it, as someone who had received benefits from others, he couldn't completely shirk all responsibility.

Han Li didn't want to get too involved in the matter, so he bid farewell to Su Tongxiao and went straight to Jingyun Peak, entering the secluded side hall deep within the Tai Xuan Hall.

The side hall was as quiet as ever, with the door half-closed. The slovenly old man was listlessly leaning back in the large chair behind the desk.

"Fine wine is good, but you can't be greedy… It's only been a few days, and it's almost gone…" The old man held a vermillion wine gourd in one hand, taking sips from time to time, muttering to himself.

Han Li reached the door of the hall and happened to hear the old man's complaint. He paused, then raised his hand and pushed the door open.

"Boy, looks like you've finished the third task too, you're quick. Did you fancy any of the little girls?" The old man saw Han Li enter, looked up at him, and said.

"There were some accidents during the trial, and it was terminated early. But at least the disciples are all right. I wonder, does that count as completing the task?" Han Li briefly described what had happened in the Xuanbing Mountains, and also handed over his Elder Token.

"Whether they completed the trial or not has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with me. As long as you do your job well, the task is naturally completed." The old man said, taking the token.

He opened the Merit Point Book and quickly recorded the Merit Points for the task reward for Han Li, then raised his hand and threw the token back.

Han Li didn't say much, reached out to take the token, and put it away casually.

He glanced at Old Man Huyan, then at the spiritual herbs on the desk, but his feet didn't move at all, showing no sign of leaving.

"What, haven't you done enough duty tasks? After finishing three, you want to receive a fourth?" The old man glanced at him and said unhappily.

"Senior is joking. About the Dao Soldier matter that I agreed with you earlier, what do you think…"

"Stop, stop! If you can't come up with a decent wine recipe, then nothing you say will work. I won't reveal anything about the Dao Soldier." Han Li was interrupted by Elder Huyan waving his hand before he could finish speaking.

"Senior, don't rush to refuse. I just handed in the task today, and I have nothing to do anyway. Can I have another drink with you here?" Han Li had expected this and asked with a smile.

"I'm very busy these days, I don't have time to brew wine. There's not much wine left, and now every drink is one less, not even enough for myself! Last time I was so happy, I let you have cup after cup. I felt so sorry for a long time after you left… Don't think about my Dao Soldier, hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave!" Elder Huyan's face darkened when he heard this, and he quickly hung his vermillion gourd back on his waist, issuing an eviction order.

"I'm not asking you to share a drink with me, Senior, I'm inviting you to have a drink." Han Li said with a smile.

"Invite me for a drink? The wine bugs in my stomach are very picky. Don't try to embarrass yourself with ordinary spiritual wine. If it ruins my appetite, don't even think about the Dao Soldier, I can even kick you out of this Jingyun Peak." Elder Huyan raised an eyebrow and said.

Han Li didn't take it seriously when he heard this. He just reached out and gently wiped the desk in front of him, and two emerald-green jade wine cups appeared there.

The cups were clear and flawless, with evenly distributed emerald color, and thin strands of gold thread intertwined within, forming a strange pattern of petal-like shapes, which looked quite extraordinary.

"Oh… Golden Thread Glass Cups, not bad…" The old man wanted to say something, but after seeing the two jade cups, he let out a light cry.

Han Li didn't speak. With another flick of his wrist, a delicate fire-red wine bottle appeared in his palm.

He raised his other hand and pulled out the wooden stopper from the wine bottle.

With a soft "pop" sound, a very strange, yet extremely rich aroma of wine instantly spread out, filling the entire side hall.

Elder Huyan's slightly red nose immediately wrinkled, and an unusual look appeared in his eyes.

His body leaned forward involuntarily, and he stood up from the chair, leaning half of his body over the red desk, bringing his head closer to the wine bottle in Han Li's hand, and sniffing hard.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, what are you waiting for! Pour it for me quickly, this taste… the glutton in my stomach is about to run out…" Elder Huyan smacked his lips, his eyes glowing, and he cried out impatiently.

Han Li naturally didn't dare to play with the old man, so he leaned forward slightly and poured the wine into the two Golden Thread Glass Cups on the desk.

Elder Huyan quickly picked up one of the wine cups and carefully examined it in front of his eyes.

He saw that the wine in the cup was a bright red color, emitting a flame-like red light. The wine was clear and translucent, and when the cup was gently shaken, he could see the sparkling red light reflected on the surface, like flames jumping.

He couldn't wait to bring the wine cup to his lips, first taking a light sip, his eyebrows raised slightly, a look of surprise on his face, and then he raised his head sharply and poured the entire cup of wine into his mouth, drinking it all in one gulp.

As the wine entered his stomach, a strange warm current flowed through his limbs, and the color of the old man's slightly red nose immediately deepened.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the lingering taste of the wine between his teeth, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Han Li watched this scene, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Fine wine, fine wine… Boy, where did you get this wine? I've never had it before." The old man came back to his senses from the aftertaste of the wine and immediately said.

"This wine is called 'Fire Saliva', produced in the Wasteland Continent, but because the wine recipe has been lost, it is now very rare to see." Han Li explained.

"What… the wine recipe is lost?"

Elder Huyan was struck by lightning when he heard this, and his voice increased by eight degrees.

But soon, he calmed down, turned his gaze to Han Li, and asked, "Since it's already lost, how did you get this wine?"

"Senior doesn't need to ask about this. I just want to know, is the recipe for this Fire Saliva Immortal Wine enough for me to exchange for the Dao Soldier knowledge you possess?" Han Li asked directly.

"This…"

The old man listened, lowered his head slightly, and sat back in the chair, a look of hesitation on his face, as if he was caught in a dilemma.

However, Han Li saw that the corner of his eye was constantly glancing at the delicate fire-red wine bottle in his hand, obviously wanting to take the wine recipe and this bottle of wine into his possession.

Sure enough, the old man then said:

"Forget it, forget it… I consider myself to be on good terms with you, boy. As long as you give me the wine recipe and the bottle of Fire Saliva Immortal Wine, then the knowledge about Dao Soldiers… what's wrong with me teaching it to you."

"Senior, that won't work. We only agreed on the wine recipe before. And I only have this one bottle of Fire Saliva Immortal Wine, so I can't give it to you for nothing." Han Li said decisively.

"You can't give it to me for nothing? Boy, just say it, what else do you want from me?" Elder Huyan immediately heard the hidden meaning in Han Li's words, glared, and asked.

"I also want to learn from you, Senior, how to plant this spiritual herb in the pot?" Han Li chuckled twice and said what he was thinking.

"Haha… I thought it was something! That's nothing, I'll teach you." Elder Huyan said with a loud laugh.

Han Li was a little surprised to see him so generous.

But when he heard the planting method, he understood why the slovenly old man was so straightforward.

Because the planting method of this potted spiritual herb is not complicated. The difficulty lies in finding a suitable container for planting the spiritual herb and formulating a spiritual liquid that can provide sufficient spiritual power to the spiritual herb.

The black round pot used by Elder Huyan's potted plant is itself a magic weapon that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it can carry the spiritual herb, so that even if it is separated from the earth, it can still continue to grow.

In addition, this planting method is only limited to a very small number of special spiritual herbs, and is not suitable for all of them.

"I didn't expect there to be so many restrictions, it's a pity…" Han Li sighed.

"I've already told you, quickly give me the Fire Saliva Immortal Wine and the wine recipe." Elder Huyan smiled and urged.

Han Li first handed over the wine bottle, and then flipped his hand and took out the already copied wine recipe, and placed it on the desk.

Elder Huyan first took the wine bottle, opened the wooden stopper and sniffed it again and again, and then held the wine recipe and carefully read it, muttering from time to time: "Sure enough, I used the Ten Thousand Years Arhat Leaf… I even need to add Jiaoyan Flower… so that's it…"

Han Li saw that he was engrossed in reading, so he didn't interrupt him. He glanced at the cup of wine poured for him on the desk, and reached out to take it, but unexpectedly, before his hand could reach it, it was slapped away by Elder Huyan.

"This wine is all mine now." After saying that, the slovenly old man snatched the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word, and then praised "Good wine, good wine" repeatedly.

"Now Senior, can you talk about the Dao Soldier matter?" Han Li naturally wouldn't argue with the other party, and asked, changing the subject.

"I really didn't expect that you could actually get such a good wine recipe. Tell me, what do you want to know?" Elder Huyan put away the Fire Saliva Immortal Wine and the wine recipe, and said seriously.

"This Dao Soldier… seems like a puppet, but it's very different. What exactly is it?" Han Li thought for a while and asked.

"What exactly is a Dao Soldier? This question is difficult to explain. There are many sources for them, such as voluntary slave cultivators, powerful demon beasts, specially made puppets, contracted Heavenly Demons, mutated ghosts… even the spiritual races born in the spirit domain also belong to the category of Dao Soldiers." Elder Huyan pondered slightly and said.

"Which category do the Dao Soldiers that can be transformed into Yellow Turban Warriors from yellow beans belong to?" Han Li nodded and asked again.

"Oh, you mean Bean Soldiers. They belong to the Immortal Plant Dao Soldiers in puppets, and they need to be planted innately and refined acquiredly. The power that Bean Soldiers can produce will be different depending on the length of time the beans are cultivated and the strength of the magic circle inscribed on the surface." Elder Huyan explained.