When the wooden box was opened, inside was none other than the broken jade medallion. Han Li swept his spiritual sense over the green jade slip and found it to be annotations on the medallion's contents. Every word held profound mysteries. Though he couldn't instantly comprehend it completely, there was no doubt about its authenticity.
Han Li stored both items away and flashed a faint smile at the child-like figure:
"Since Fellow Daoist has taken this step, I won't go back on my word. I'll now use a secret technique to slowly sever the connection between your Primordial Spirit and the Heavenvoid Cauldron. However, this process will likely take decades—Fellow Daoist mustn't be too impatient."
"Naturally, I only need to regain my freedom before your ascension to the Immortal Realm," the child answered with satisfaction at Han Li's promise. With that, its figure flickered and dissolved into nothingness.
