A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality - Chapter 803

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The door of Han Li’s secret chamber had not been opened for several months, and Silvermoon had been keeping an eye on the situation outside the cave abode for Han Li, in case Han Li missed the opportunity to enter Devilfall Valley.

As the miasma in the mountain range thinned day by day, the number of cultivators near the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range suddenly increased. Furthermore, most of them gathered in the area facing Yehua City. This was because this direction was closer to the Devilfall Valley than other directions.

The cultivators from the various sects and clans who had obtained the Devilfall Medallion had all arrived here one after another. Many of them had opened up temporary cave abodes nearby like Han Li and were staying there for the time being.

The formation that Han Li set up outside the cave abode was not a top-grade restriction. Many cultivators with high cultivation had discovered Han Li’s cave abode. There were even people who came to visit him.

However, no matter what kind of sound transmission talisman was thrown into the space outside, there was no response from the cave abode.

These cultivators understood that the cave abode’s owner didn’t wish to see outsiders.

Although some of the cultivators were displeased, they didn’t rashly barge into this place without knowing who its master was. They didn’t want to rashly make a powerful enemy.

However, Han Li was clearly an exception.

Regardless of how arrogant the cultivators here used to be, they were all extremely careful under the threat of the Heavenly South’s most dangerous place. Furthermore, before entering Devilfall Valley, most of them began to form groups, either in small ones or in large ones, forming various groups of different sizes.

Although it wasn’t necessarily the case that the more people the better, the chances of survival when encountering danger were indeed greater when they had friends.

With this in mind, even the lone cultivators began to wantonly make friends during this time.

At this moment, seeing that the miasma in the mountain was gradually shrinking, Silvermoon, who was guarding the cave abode, was wondering if she should summon Han Li from the secret chamber when the secret chamber’s door finally opened.

Han Li walked out unhurriedly.

After several months of seclusion, Han Li refined more than 30 puppets, half of which were in the form of a tortoise and half in the form of a tiger demon. Fortunately, when Han Li was in the Scattered Star Seas, he had collected a large number of high-grade demon beast souls, allowing him to progress so smoothly. Otherwise, even if he had all the materials, these powerful demon souls would be nowhere to be found.

As a result, even Monarch Great Development, who was wholeheartedly researching puppet techniques in the Cave of Fortune, couldn’t help but call out “little monster” in surprise when he saw Han Li take out one high-grade demon soul after another. Then, he fell silent.

Although he could still refine more with the remaining ingredients, Han Li estimated that there was not too much time. Refining three or four more would not be of much use, so he left the secret chamber.

Silvermoon reported to Han Li a few things that had happened near the cave abode during the puppet refinement.

After Han Li listened carefully, he only nodded and said nothing more.

He then went to another secret room to inspect the corpse.

Everything was normal with this demonic corpse. Han Li put it away with satisfaction and put Silvermoon’s demon fox body into his sleeve before leaving the cave abode.

Han Li did not immediately fly away from this place. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the mountain where the cave abode was located and released his spiritual sense again. He slowly scanned the nearby cultivators’ gathering places and temporary cave abodes.

With Han Li’s powerful spiritual sense, even an early-stage Nascent Soul old monster would not be able to detect his spiritual sense if they were not careful.

In the end, apart from a few places with particularly powerful auras and some places with restrictions, everything within a radius of fifty kilometers was immediately under Han Li’s control.

A moment later, Han Li opened his eyes and shook his head with a frown.

He didn’t find the person he was looking for. After a moment of thought, spiritual light erupted from his body and he flew towards the nearby market as a streak of azure light.

With the current situation, he should be able to gain something there.

…

The market on the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range closest to Han Li’s cave abode was funded and opened by a large cultivator clan in the State of Dongyu. This clan had been doing this business for a long time. Therefore, even when they heard that Devilfall Valley had treasures, they still remained indifferent and acted as if they had not heard about it.

As a result, the number of high-grade cultivators that arrived at the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range doubled and business flourished. Some ordinary cultivators who had no intention of entering Devilfall Valley took advantage of the fact that the miasma had begun to thin and had already gained something from the periphery of the mountain range.

Currently, in a simple medicine shop in the market, a white-clothed cultivator and a woman were pointing at a spirit medicine and discussing something with the shopkeeper.

A short moment later, the two sides seemed to have reached a deal. After the two cultivators gathered a pile of spirit stones, they left the medicine store with joy on their faces.

“Junior Sister Yuan, our luck is quite good this time. Not long after we arrived at the market, we were able to purchase the Gold Spirit Bead. Junior Sister has been searching for this medicine for a long time. As such, we can start refining the cauldron of Breath Transformation Pills.” The man was a refined-looking youth. At this moment, he was walking on the only street in the market and smiling at his female companion.

“It is all thanks to Senior Brother Bai lending me spirit stones. Otherwise, I would’ve missed such a good opportunity.” The white-clothed woman’s appearance was quite ordinary, but her peach blossom eyes were watery and possessed a seductive charm.

“Junior Sister’s matter is my matter. This bit of spirit stones is nothing.” Although the white-clothed youth felt the pain of losing the spirit stones, he maintained an indifferent expression to please the woman beside him.

The white-clothed woman pursed her lips and smiled. Just as she was about to say something, a person walked over and raised his hand, shooting a streak of yellow light at the two.

The male cultivator was given a fright, and white light flashed from his hand as he subconsciously grabbed the yellow light. Only then did he discover that it was a shimmering yellow command medallion.

“The Heavenpeak Badge? You’re Senior Han?” When the youth saw the badge, he couldn’t help but cry out in shock.

The person opposite him wore a green robe and had an indifferent expression. He was actually Han Li, who had silently appeared in the market.

As for the youth, he was Bai Shujun, a disciple of the Heavenpeak Sect who had set his sights on Mu Peiling. When Han Li arrived at the market, he immediately discovered this person with his spiritual sense and could not help but feel happy.

Through this person, Han Li should be able to contact his master, Lu Weiying of the Heavenpeak Sect.

However, he didn’t have a good impression of this person, so he wore an indifferent expression.

“I have something to talk to your master about. Fellow Daoist Bai, please lead the way,” Han Li said impolitely, not to be refused.

“Senior, you want to see my master? This… Alright, I’ll lead the way for you.” When the youth heard Han Li’s words, he was stunned at first, but after carefully examining the token in his hand, he immediately agreed respectfully.

The Han Li in front of him was not a newly advanced early-Nascent Soul cultivator. Instead, he had become a terrifying existence second only to the three great cultivators. Bai Shujun had long regretted his rash actions back then. Now that he saw that the token was correct, he naturally agreed. He hoped to use this opportunity to improve his impression in Senior Han’s mind.

The female cultivator at the side sized up Han Li in surprise. Her gaze flickered a few times, but she did not say anything.

With Bai Shujun leading the way, the three left the market and flew off in three streaks of light.

After flying east for a full quarter of an hour, Bai Shujun brought Han Li to the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range. After traveling several tens of kilometers, they stopped in front of a small mountain.

Han Li looked around and found that this place was indeed rather hidden. Although the mountain was small, it was surrounded by several tall mountains and could not be easily discovered.

After a faint blue light flashed in his eyes, Han Li stared at the seemingly ordinary limestone mountain wall in front of him with a thoughtful expression.

At that moment, Bai Shujun took out a sound transmission talisman from his robes and tossed it into the air. The talisman then shot toward the stone wall as a streak of fiery light. After a series of ripples, the fiery light instantly drilled into the wall and disappeared.

The young man at the side eagerly explained to Han Li,

“This is my master’s temporary residence and is normally concealed by the Small Sumeru Forbidden Technique. My master has instructed his disciples not to disturb him unless it is important. Even Junior Sister Lu won’t be able to easily see him during this period of time. However, since Senior Han has come, it naturally isn’t an ordinary matter. My master definitely won’t blame me.”

When the woman from the Heavenpeak Sect heard the young man mention this, she snorted and revealed an unhappy expression. However, she did not say anything to Bai Shujun in front of Han Li. This woman had already guessed Han Li’s identity. Although she was Lu Weiying’s direct descendant, she did not dare to be disrespectful in front of Han Li.

“Oh, this Fellow Daoist’s surname is also Lu. Are you a descendant of Fellow Daoist Lu?” Han Li glanced at the woman beside him and asked casually.

“Elder Lu is my great-uncle, but I’ve heard a lot about you, Senior.” The woman smiled sweetly and said to Han Li.

Han Li smiled indifferently and did not say anything. This was because the stone wall in front of him flashed with green light and suddenly revealed a twenty-foot-tall stone door. Furthermore, a leisurely voice came from inside.

“Hehe! Fellow Daoist Han, you’ve finally found me. If you don’t show yourself, I’m afraid I’ll have to personally search for you with my spiritual sense. Fellow Daoist, please come in. I’ll be waiting for you in the hall.”

Han Li chuckled and strode towards the stone door without another word.

Bai Shujun and the woman surnamed Lu hesitated for a moment. Just as they were about to head over, Lu Weiying’s voice sounded from within the stone door.

The Heavenpeak Sect Elder bluntly dismissed his disciples and descendants. “You two don’t need to come in. I have a few matters to discuss with Fellow Daoist Han alone. You can go about your own business.”

Although the two were somewhat stunned, they didn’t dare to disobey. They respectfully agreed and flew away.

After Han Li entered the stone door, azure light flashed outside, and the stone door disappeared, revealing a stone wall covered in moss.

Han Li disappeared without a trace.