A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 102

Chapter 101 First Give a Sweet Treat, Then Instant Despair: Han Li’s Advice

“Junior Sister.”

The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, seeking revenge for his Daoist partner,

unleashed his top-tier magic weapon.

Han Li, however, simply turned his back to the man and swung his blade in a backhand motion.

The single blade flew out, spinning and slicing past.

Twenty or thirty feet away, first came the clang of refined metal, followed by a muffled thud. Those around turned to look and saw that the Hehuan Sect’s mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator and the top-tier magic weapon he had unleashed… had been cleaved in two.

“Without their combined attack technique, the Hehuan Sect’s Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to jump out and make a scene?”

Han Li waved his hand, and the crescent-shaped single blade flew back.

With a flick of his wrist, not a drop of blood stained the blade.

“What kind of magic weapon is that? Why is it so sharp? How can even a top-tier defensive magic weapon be so vulnerable?”

a cultivator exclaimed in horror.

“Could it be a top-grade magic weapon forged from materials from a high-level demonic beast?”

“Or perhaps it incorporates a massive amount of magical treasure metals.”

“That blade is too sharp…”

These demonic cultivators simply couldn’t withstand it.

The Golden-Backed Demonic Mantis, at the peak of the fourth level, possessed its strongest attack in its pair of blade-like legs. The sharpness of those legs alone was comparable to many Core Formation stage magic weapons, flying knives, and flying swords.

It should be noted that the original owner had two top-tier defensive magic weapons in the early stages: one was the Xuan Iron Flying Shield, and the other was the exquisite top-tier magic weapon, the White Phosphorus Shield, forged

from the scales of a black dragon. However, the exquisite White Phosphorus Shield was destroyed by the Golden-Backed Demonic Mantis in just one or two strikes.

Moreover, now, the Golden-Backed Demonic Mantis’s blades and legs had been forged with top-grade magical treasure metals, which were legendary treasures left behind by Nascent Soul cultivators. This enhancement more than doubled the sharpness of the twin blades. The resulting crescent-shaped twin blades were no less formidable than magic weapons.

Their speed was almost imperceptible to the n*ked eye.

The indestructible crescent-shaped twin blades possess unimaginable sharpness.

The “Blood Refining Technique” further transforms them into unique natal treasures, surpassing even magical artifacts in their power despite not being magic weapons.

The late-stage Foundation Establishment mana,

combined with the azure sword light, and the sheer force of wielding a single arm weighing thousands of pounds,

along with the heightened senses and extraordinary dynamic vision granted by the Great Evolution Technique—all these factors combined to make Han Li a formidable opponent.

Against such a Han Li, early to mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators of the demonic path, if unlucky enough to be targeted, could only pray for their own survival. Qi Refining cultivators

would be instantly annihilated and slaughtered in droves.

Even late-stage Foundation Establishment experts, without coordinated attacks, would face dire consequences.

“Kill!”

A pseudo-Core Formation cultivator from the demonic path was unfortunately targeted by Han Li. Just as he was being barely held back by three mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Seven Sects, a flash of afterimage followed, and the blade’s light shattered.

The defensive barrier formed by the mid-level defensive talisman on this man’s body shattered instantly.

Immediately, he and the demonic cultivator who had just reached the Core Formation stage let out a mournful cry.

As Han Li unceremoniously picked up the man’s storage bag, he deliberately tossed out three more:

“Each of these storage bags contains five thousand spirit stones’ worth of supplies. Thank you for your help, senior brothers.”

Clearly, he wasn’t keeping it all for himself.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the seven sects, who had been struggling to survive, were overjoyed to receive the storage bags:

“Thank you, Brother Han.”

“Brother, you’re so generous…”

What an unexpected delight!

As for the demonic cultivator’s storage bag?

That thing was never going to end up in their hands.

For the three of them to each receive five thousand spirit stones was practically a freebie.

“The Qi Refining stage junior disciples within a three-hundred-foot radius also contributed to trapping this demonic villain; each of them will receive one hundred spirit stones.” Han Li left after saying this.

The dozen or so Qi Refining disciples whose faces he remembered were overjoyed:

“Thank you, Uncle-Master of Huangfeng Valley…”

“Thank you, Uncle-Master Han.”

Han Li, without stopping, moved on to another adjacent battle zone.

Before long, he had gained more.

Two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Sect, with his casual assistance, were held back by several Foundation Establishment cultivators from the seven sects who were free to attack, and then surrounded and killed:

“Thank you, fellow Daoists of Huangfeng Valley.”

Three thousand battle merits, obtained so easily.

During this time, a mid-stage cultivator from the Thousand Illusions Sect disguised himself as a Huangfeng Valley disciple and tried to approach and ambush him. A fragment of a magic weapon hidden in his sleeve exuded a cold killing intent. But Han Li’s blade was faster and sharper. With a

swift stroke, a head fell to the ground.

Trying to fool him?

The difference in cultivation and the difference in perception brought about by the difference in spiritual sense made him not so easily fooled.

In just twenty or thirty breaths, in two battle zones, twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators died directly at his hands. The remaining dozen or so people were surrounded and killed by the other twenty-odd Foundation Establishment stage cultivators from the seven sects due to his sudden intervention.

A few, seeing the situation was dire, hurriedly fled.

“Kill!”

“Chase…”

“Don’t let the victory slip away.”

In many battle circles, the people of the seven sects were in high spirits. While continuing to kill the remaining Qi Refining stage cannon fodder of the demonic path, they also sent groups of three to five to go to the nearby battle circles to snowball their gains. They wanted to further expand their victory.

Han Li, on the other hand, had his eye on a battle circle a thousand feet away. He

immediately put away his puppet and put on his golden-backed cloud armor.

“Now is not the time to show the true power of the puppet technique, otherwise, it is hard to guarantee that the Nascent Soul ancestors on both sides will not be tempted to take a trip to the far west. Once other Nascent Soul old monsters discover the existence of the Great Evolution Divine Lord, I will suffer a great loss.”

Therefore,

in order to prevent the Great Evolution Technique from being coveted,

he did not reveal all the wonders of the puppet technique in the Foundation Establishment stage.

He didn’t unleash the thirty-odd level 3 puppets and the level 4 giant tiger puppet to wreak havoc.

Instead, he focused on showcasing his skills using top-grade magic artifacts,

lest he suffer a greater loss for a smaller gain.

“Buzz…”

Behind his golden-backed cloud armor, two pairs of thin wings vibrated at a high frequency, and his flight speed increased dramatically.

In the blink of an eye, he left the remaining cultivators of the seven sects behind and plunged straight into the chaotic battle next door.

The demonic cultivators on this side felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing Han Li’s figure.

The wolf had arrived.

…

“Not good, the seven sects of Yue Kingdom have tricked us! This time, they’ve arranged Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators… many of them are the elite of the elite.”

“The seven sects actually had so many elite Foundation Establishment cultivators hidden away…”

“Quickly arrange reinforcements, otherwise the battle line might be unstable, and we’ll suffer considerable losses.”

“Have them form a formation to defend.”

“…”

On the side of the six demonic sects, only twenty or thirty Core Formation cultivators stationed at the scene were issuing orders and adjusting their formations, attempting to turn the tide.

But the snowball effect brought about by Han Li and his group’s sudden attack couldn’t be reversed by sudden adjustments.

“Let’s take action and stop this battle.”

Unable to reverse it, they could only interrupt it.

“Yes, cut our losses in time.”

The twenty-odd Core Formation cultivators from the six demonic sects exchanged glances, immediately made a decision, and sprang into action.

Just then, a warning voice rang in everyone’s ears:

“Those who don’t want to die, hold on tight. The Seven Sects have dug a pit for you to fall into.”

Was that a Nascent Soul cultivator’s voice transmission?

“It’s that one from my sect.”

A Core Formation cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect perked up.

He immediately stopped his escape and looked at the Core Formation lineup of the Seven Sects with suspicion.

On the surface, they weren’t many, only about the same as them. Little

did they know that the experts, including Old Monster Qiong, were hidden in a magical artifact that concealed their aura.

It was the Heavenly Moon Divine Ship of the Hidden Moon Sect.

Unfortunately, it was seen through by the Nascent Soul old monster of the Demonic Path.

“Fellow Daoist, such cheating is not good.”

A hundred miles outside the Seven Sects’ position, the Grand Elder of the Hidden Moon Sect suddenly stood up and snorted.

His voice carried to the gathering place of Nascent Soul cultivators of the Demonic Path a hundred miles away, and he was very displeased.

“Fellow Daoist, please calm down. I, Wang, will not do it again.”

Wang Tiangu from the Ghost Spirit Sect of the Demonic Path smiled with narrowed eyes.

Rules are things set by the strong for the weak.

What kind of logic is there for a strong person to use so-called rules to restrain themselves?

This “never again” is only his “never again,” it doesn’t mean that the other old monsters of the demonic path have to obediently restrain themselves. However

,

although he stopped the Core Formation stage demonic cultivators from falling into the trap, he couldn’t stop the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stage battlefields.

Oh well.

It’s good to have more low-level consumables die.

As the saying goes, you can’t catch a wolf without risking your cub.

Only by giving the seven sects sweetness and hope can they ultimately despair.

…

In the direction of the battlefield,

Han Li, who was on a killing spree, had already slaughtered everyone.

In just a few dozen breaths, he had completed a twenty-kill streak against Foundation Establishment cultivators, and he had done so across three battle zones.

In the process, he also reaped the lives of dozens of Qi Refining stage demonic cultivators.

He didn’t even have time to pick up the storage bags of those Qi Refining stage disciples. He could only kill while branding each storage bag with spiritual energy, and then come back to pick them up later.

His spiritual energy branding was difficult for even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators to erase in a short time. His sensing range could even reach over a hundred miles.

In other words,

as long as the cultivators who picked up the storage bags didn’t leave the Golden Drum Plains’ base camp within a hundred miles, he could retrieve them one by one.

Unless a Core Formation cultivator helped him cheat.

But,

a mere Qi Refining stage storage bag shouldn’t be enough to alarm a Core Formation stage expert, right?

After completing the last Foundation Establishment stage victory in the third battle circle, he flapped his wings and launched a straight attack towards the fourth battle circle a few miles away.

There, the demonic cultivators were not only not suppressed, but were actually pressing the Seven Sects’ side.

Not only did they show no signs of retreat, but their momentum was becoming increasingly imposing.

“Interesting.”

Han Li held a crescent-shaped single blade in each hand.

The blades in his hands gradually trembled incessantly, seemingly sensing the killing intent in their master’s heart, becoming incredibly restless and excited.

On this side, the demonic cultivators, numbering over a dozen Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, had a significant advantage, and their Qi Refining cultivators outnumbered the Seven Sects’ side by nearly half. On the ground battlefield, most of those lying in pools of blood were disciples of the Seven Sects.

This situation arose entirely because a pseudo-Core Formation cultivator from the Spirit Control Sect no longer concealed his abilities.

He summoned a level four spirit beast—

a giant black tiger with wings.

Although the tiger wasn’t of any particularly powerful bloodline, its strength was undeniably at level four.

It was precisely because of this sudden surge in power that he managed to kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Seven Sects’ side during the sneak attack, and severely injure two mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who tried to restrain the spirit beast. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been nearly routed.

Upon seeing Han Li charging alone, this man was not alarmed but rather delighted.

“He’s alone, kill him!”

If he could kill this man, he would surely receive praise from his master and a reward from his sect.

“Senior Brother Hua is right, he’s only alone.”

A mid-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator was full of confidence in his senior brother. He not only encouraged himself but also his companions.

In response, a large number of low-level high-grade talismans and several mid-level attack talismans were given.

The rain of fire scattered the demonic cultivators’ formation.

“A level four demonic beast, is it strong?”

A dozen level three puppets appeared, simultaneously cutting and tearing apart the small demonic force while holding back the level four demonic beast. Several puppets made of the hardest materials were also able to restrain the beast.

“How can this be? How are your puppets so tough? Even the Black-Winged Tiger couldn’t break through their defenses?”

The Yu Ling Sect cultivator was astonished.

“Use whatever other methods you have, or you won’t have a chance,” Han Li said calmly.

“As you wish.”

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

A swarm of fist-sized poisonous bees flew in.

These bees possessed spiritual power strength of the upper or even top level one; hundreds swarming out created a very large and frightening spectacle.

Initially, his move was countered by the Foundation Establishment cultivator from Spirit Beast Mountain. But after that person from Spirit Beast Mountain died, his move was unleashed.

Now, it was time for everyone to see who was truly superior.

“The Black Blood Bee, ranked 673rd on the Strange Insect Ranking?”

Han Li smiled.

He immediately took out two talismans:

“Try this.”

He threw one out, unleashing hundreds of large, invisible wind blades comparable to high-level beginner wind blades.

The other, after activation, generated more than a dozen tornadoes.

After the large swath of wind blades that had been unleashed completed its round of harvest, it did not dissipate but instead swirled back, merging into this intermediate-level wind array talisman and combining with the more than a dozen tornadoes. Most of the poisonous bees were quickly trapped inside and strangled by the wind blades.

“How could this be?”

The cultivator from the Spirit Control Sect was immediately dumbfounded.

“Come on, continue…”

Han Li smiled and beckoned with his finger.

With both sides’ cultivators no longer supported by their formations, and the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and the level-four spirit beast both restrained, why should the cultivators from the seven sects in this battle circle run away?

“Go back and slay demons and monsters!”

Those cultivators from the seven sects who had been suppressed earlier turned around and joined the battle.

“Battle merits…”

“Kill!”

The seven sects reformed their formation, their ranks neat and orderly, like a long dragon swimming.

The demonic path team tried to regroup, but Han Li thwarted their plans time and again. Their formation remained fragmented and chaotic, like scattered sand.

Thus, a scene of dragons playing with a pearl quickly unfolded.

The seven factions’ teams, after regrouping, swiftly weaved through the scattered demonic cultivators, using their superior strength to inflict heavy casualties and immense suffering on the demonic cultivators.

This scene also played out in seven or eight other battle zones.

In those areas, the seven factions’ attacks were even more swift and thorough,

truly catching the demonic path off guard.

The relentless pursuit lasted for half an hour.

The demonic path suffered significant losses in this battle.

A small battle resulted in the deaths of nearly three hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The losses among Qi Refining cultivators were even greater,

amounting to several thousand.

This would be enough to cause the demonic path considerable distress for a while.

Han Li’s solo record was naturally very high: 23 Foundation Establishment cultivators and over a hundred Qi Refining cultivators,

including five minor experts in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

He started with one person, then several more.

And in the final moments, he managed to hold off and kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, a prized disciple of a late-stage Core Formation expert from the demonic path.

This battle cemented his reputation within the Foundation Establishment circles of the seven sects.

Of course, there were many other formidable figures not far behind.

Post-battle statistics showed that fourteen other outstanding disciples from the seven sects also achieved ten kills, and four others achieved a twenty-kill streak. One person, relying on a true treasure, a powerful talisman, and other methods, relentlessly hacked his way through, annihilating twenty-six Foundation Establishment cultivators from the demonic path, gaining even greater fame than him.

It must be said, the seven sects of Yue Kingdom are truly exceptional.

“If things had followed the original trajectory, I wonder how many heroes would have escaped the battlefield and moved to that small Northern Liang kingdom?”

…

“Senior Brother Ma, you seem so happy, is it because of your great gains?”

Outside the tent for exchanging merit points, Han Li encountered his old acquaintance, Ma Yunlong.

“Brother Han, how can my meager gains compare to your great harvest?”

Ma Yunlong waved his hand.

“Senior Brother Ma, you’re too modest. I heard you took down a Pseudo-Core Formation expert.”

“Lucky, lucky. I also owe it to the favorable situation and the strong support of many fellow Daoists. Otherwise, I couldn’t have dealt with that guy on my own,”

Ma Yunlong sighed.

Since entering the battlefield, he had been burdened by his reputation. The title of “Number One Person Below Core Formation in Yue Kingdom” was well-deserved.

Because of his great fame, he had been closely watched by the demonic forces, and he had been dealt with by three Pseudo-Core Formation experts from beginning to end, which prevented him from fighting freely. Nearly a year on the front lines, yet he had no achievements to speak of, which was truly embarrassing.

Well, it wasn’t that he couldn’t fight freely, or that he didn’t want to gain merit, but that he couldn’t win! For the past year, he had been constantly beaten down by those three bastards.

It was already quite an achievement that he could fight three against one and barely maintain the situation in a small area of the battlefield.

But this time, he could finally hold his head high.

With their side in a commanding position, the three opponents had no choice but to flee. He, without hesitation, relentlessly pursued one of them, the one who usually mocked him using his name. Finally, he succeeded, killing the scoundrel.

Not only did he feel triumphant, but all his pent-up frustration vanished.

He also managed to seize a bulging storage bag.

In short: awesome.

What pleased him even more was that another demonic cultivator, a pseudo-Core Formation stage cultivator who had been harassing him for so long, was held back by several of his own skilled fighters and couldn’t escape immediately. After dealing with the first one, he immediately cooperated with his fellow cultivators to eliminate the second.

This made him even happier.

Now, everyone on his side seemed handsome and refined.

“Brother Han, are you here to exchange your merit points for something?”

Ma Yunlong asked with a smile.

Han Li nodded:

“I’m preparing to exchange some cultivation resources, and also to exchange some battlefield spoils for merit points…”

Some things that had been stuck with him could finally be exchanged for other resources he needed.

For example: high-quality or even rare pills for the Foundation Establishment stage. Even

: pills suitable for the Core Formation stage.

“Brother, you go first.”

“Senior Brother Ma, why should we be first? Together.”

“Alright, alright.”

…

After more than half a year of fighting on the battlefield, especially the previous battle, he had accumulated over 100,000 merit points.

After he discounted the miscellaneous items in his storage bags and exchanged them for merit points, such as stuffing seven or eight Foundation Establishment pills into them for merit points, his merit points jumped to over 200,000.

200,000 merit points were equivalent to about 200,000 low-grade spirit stones.

“Brother Chen, I want these kinds of pills…”

Han Li pointed to five kinds of pills on the exchange list at the exchange counter, where a middle-aged man from the Chen family was working.

These were all rare pills suitable for use in the mid-to-late stages of Foundation Establishment.

“Junior Brother Han, how many of each of these pills do you want?”

the middle-aged man from the Chen family asked with a smile.

Initially, the seven sects exchanged their pills based on their individual merit points. Later, they discovered that merging them together offered a much richer and more diverse selection, allowing them to find many rare items. Thus, the seven sects united. This greatly increased the disciples’ enthusiasm for battle after seeing the dazzling list.

“Brother Chen, exchange five of each kind for me.”

“Five?”

Five of each kind is twenty-five pills.

Each pill is worth three to four thousand merit points, so twenty-five pills would be over 80,000 merit points.

“Junior Brother, you’re very generous.”

“Brother, merit points don’t last long,”

Han Li shook his head with a smile.

Just twenty-five pills suitable for enhancing mana in the mid-to-late stages of Foundation Establishment had already used up over 80,000 merit points.

Rare pills are indeed precious and rare. They

are often priceless.

Only a major war like the invasion of the Six Demonic Sects could force the stingy seven sects of Yue to part with some of their reserves to win over the hearts of the people.

Normally, one pill is enough to help an ordinary cultivator break through their bottleneck.

But for him, they were only fit to serve as candy.

There was no way around it; his spiritual root aptitude was too poor, and the effects of the pills meant to help him break through bottlenecks were greatly diminished. Only by quickly refining and absorbing the Heaven-Mending Pill would the medicinal effects of various pills increase.

Until then, he could only compensate with quantity if the effect wasn’t enough.

This time, he not only exchanged for over twenty rare pills, but also some fine pills.

These were for his eunuch clone.

Once he mastered the second level of the Great Evolution Technique, he could more easily separate a wisp of his spirit and refine the properly corpse-refined eunuch body left behind by Emperor Yue into an external avatar.

He figured it wouldn’t be long before he could use spirit stones and pills to create a Fiend Core clone comparable to the early Core Formation stage.

He used the remaining merit points to exchange for two special masks for Thousand Illusion Sect cultivators, as well as some thousand-year-old ironwood and other spiritual materials to later create level 4 puppets.

As long as there were enough level 4 puppets, they could also pose a direct threat to those in the Core Formation stage.

It’s just that, like taking d*rugs, it’s incredibly expensive in terms of spirit stones.

“Junior Brother Han, do you know what two hundred thousand merit points mean to us?”

He probably couldn’t possibly scrape together that amount in his entire life.

But this junior brother, with a wave of his hand, has two hundred thousand…

“Hehe.”

Han Li just smiled and didn’t respond.

Two hundred thousand, is that a lot?

In the past, it would indeed have been a huge sum.

But for him now, it’s just so-so. Not much, not little.

It’s not enough to exchange for expensive pills. With the remaining merit points, after careful calculation, he only managed to exchange for a dozen or so portions of thousand-year-old ironwood and fir wood.

“Brother Chen, I have something to do, I’ll be going now.”

“Okay, junior brother, take care.”

“…”

After he finished exchanging for everything he needed and was about to leave the tent, he ran into Ma Yunlong, who had also finished exchanging on the other side.

“Junior Brother Han, what a generous gesture! I’ve truly broadened my horizons today…”

If he hadn’t reached the Pseudo-Core stage and had no interest in rare Foundation Establishment pills, he would have secretly tried to give this guy a good whack.

“Senior Brother Ma, you flatter me. I’m penniless right now,”

Han Li shrugged.

“But Senior Brother Ma, you must have managed to acquire the main materials for forging your natal magic weapon, right? Congratulations!”

“Same to you.”

…

Back in the tent.

“Disciple greets Master and Senior Sisters,”

Han Li bowed.

Hong Fu looked her disciple up and down, then nodded:

“Good performance.”

“It’s all thanks to Master’s guidance and training.”

Han Li’s words came from the bottom of his heart.

He knew very well that he had only used his foresight to improve his cultivation, and it was thanks to the person in front of him that he had greatly improved his combat skills and forged a top-grade magic weapon for him.

Moreover, without Master Hong Fu’s care along the way, his journey would have been much more difficult, at least not as smooth as it had been.

“What brings you here to see your master?”

“I have three things I hope you will grant.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

Hong Fu raised an eyebrow, showing interest.

Han Li immediately bowed and said,

“Master, I plan to return to the sect and go into seclusion for a while. I’ve made quite a splash this time, and I’m sure the demonic cultivators will hold a grudge. It’s not advisable for me to go to the battlefield again in the short term, or I might suffer some misfortune.”

This had been explained beforehand.

After thinking for a moment, Hong Fu nodded in agreement:

“Alright.”

This was perfectly reasonable.

“Get up, find a seat, and let’s talk about other things…”

After Han Li sat down, he made his second request:

“Master, my abilities are limited, and I cannot protect the Spirit Eye Spring in the Taiyue Mountain cave no matter what. Rather than waiting for others to ask for it later, I would like to give it to you. With your abilities, you should be able to protect that spring. Moreover, if you have a Spirit Eye Spring to help you, your chances of breaking through to the Core Formation stage will be much greater. Please return to the sect with me.”

Upon hearing this, Hong Fu’s smile froze, and she became serious.

She glanced subtly at the Xiu Ting and Xiu Lan sisters in the tent, then sighed inwardly.

What was her fourth sister doing…?

“Master, if you feel this is inappropriate, you can reward me with something. That way, it will be as if I sold the Spirit Eye Spring to you.”

Han Li stood up and said with a pursed mouth.

Xiu Ting and Xiu Lan didn’t react at first, but when they heard “Spirit Eye Spring” again, their eyes widened, and they wondered if they had misheard.

“The Spirit Eye Spring…?”

The two sisters murmured, exchanging a glance, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.

Their junior brother actually possessed the legendary Spirit Eye Spring?

How could this be?

Legend has it that in the entire Yellow Maple Valley, there is only one Spirit Eye Stone and three Spirit Eye Springs, each held by one of the three most powerful families. These were passed down from the Nascent Soul ancestors of Yellow Maple Valley thousands of years ago.

Even their master, Hong Fu, the number one Core Formation female cultivator in Yue Kingdom, had never enjoyed the benefits of any Spirit Eye Spring.

But, but…

their junior brother actually had one?

“Han Li, do you really have such a negative view of the struggle between Yue Kingdom and the Six Demonic Sects?”

Hong Fu suddenly asked, shocking the two women once again.

Han Li seemed to have anticipated Hong Fu’s question and replied decisively:

“Definitely a loss! There is not a single chance of victory.”

The two sisters: “…”

Junior brother, do you know what you’re saying?

If these words were to spread, many powerful figures would probably be very unhappy.

However, his master wasn’t angry at all; instead, his expression was strangely calm:

“Why?”

Wait, Master seemed to agree with what his junior brother had just said?

“This? That shouldn’t be!”

The two sisters inwardly exclaimed.

“Guys, I’m getting married on October 3rd.

I need to get ready on September 30th, get a haircut and stuff.

Rehearsal on October 1st.

The wedding procession to Yilong on the 2nd.

The main wedding banquet on the 3rd.

A get-together with friends on the 4th.

And then the Mid-Autumn Festival return visit on the 6th.

You all get it, right?

It’s not that I don’t want to update more, it’s just that I don’t have enough time. I

don’t even have two chapters saved up, so I can only manage six or seven thousand words per chapter for now.

I’ll resume the update frequency after the National Day holiday.

There’s really no other way.

Love you all.”

(End of Chapter)