A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 11

Chapter 11 The Claws Reaching for Zhang Tie

“Ah, ah, ah…”

The strange cries coming from the courtyard of Divine Hand Valley belonged to none other than Han Li.

At this moment, he was being pounded all over with a wooden stick.

“Bear with it, Li, I’m being very gentle…”

Zhang Tie, who was assisting with the cultivation, smiled slyly.

But because the honest man’s appearance was so simple and honest, outsiders had no idea what was going on in his mind. Nor would they misunderstand his “smile.”

“It’s okay, I can still bear it… Ah~!”

Han Li’s cry was accompanied by another blow to his body.

This torment was a necessary step in cultivating the Elephant Armor Technique. Using appropriate force to pound the entire body, combined with the cultivation method, allowed the body to accept, adapt, and passively enhance its resistance to blows, thereby achieving the goal of strengthening the physique.

“Ah Li, it’s alright, hang in there, don’t give up halfway. Just sixty more hits and that’ll be about it.”

“What? Sixty more hits? But I clearly remember there were only fifty-eight left.” Han Li, wearing a mask of pain, looked suspiciously at Zhang Tie, who was about to strike with a black hand.

“No, Ah Li, you must have misremembered.” Zhang Tie said seriously.

“Could it be… that I really misremembered?”

Ha.

As a cultivator, since he started practicing the Everlasting Spring Technique, especially after mastering the basics, his memory had been growing day by day.

Not to mention that he wouldn’t misremember what was happening now, he still vividly remembered many experiences from over a year ago.

“Tiezi, you’ve gone bad.”

His heart has turned black.

Han Li couldn’t help but spit inwardly.

Practicing the Elephant Armor Technique wasn’t exactly troublesome, but it was very bitter and painful.

The practitioner’s arms, back, chest, buttocks, thighs, abdomen—in short, many parts of the body had to endure the baptism of blows. Afterward, he had to take a bath with the herbal soup prepared by Doctor Mo. After his body was strengthened to a certain extent, he was then subjected to the natural rushing waters of the Chishui Peak Waterfall.

The entire process was exhilarating, almost unbearable.

Several times, Han Li wanted to give up.

However

, whenever he wavered, he would remember the threats from Doctor Mo and Yu Zitong, making it difficult for him to harbor any illusions.

Furthermore, he would think of the many benefits he could gain after embarking on the path of immortality, which was another boost to his resolve.

Unbeknownst to him,

half a year had passed in a flash.

…

On this day,

beneath the Chishui Peak Waterfall,

Han Li and Zhang Tie, who were cultivating together, both keenly sensed someone approaching and immediately opened their eyes.

It’s worth mentioning that

although Zhang Tie’s martial arts prowess in the Elephant Armor Technique was higher, and his five senses had become quite acute, his perception was actually not as good as Han Li’s, who had cultivated the Everlasting Spring Technique.

The reason they opened their eyes simultaneously was simply Han Li’s deliberate intention.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhang Tie was both nervous and overjoyed: “Master Mo!”

This senior brother and friend, although still only a twelve-year-old boy like himself, had undergone explosive physical development in the past two years, almost on par with a normal adult. His chest, abdominal, and biceps muscles were clearly defined and quite aesthetically pleasing.

Han Li, having also endured the wind and rain from the sticks and waterfall, was considerably tanned compared to before, and his physique had also grown, making him no different from an ordinary fourteen or fifteen-year-old rural boy.

At this moment, seeing that the newcomer was Doctor Mo, he also stood up and respectfully bowed: “Master Mo.”

However, a hint of surprise arose in his heart:

Why had Doctor Mo come to Chishui Peak Waterfall?

In the past two years, he had never taken the initiative to come here to guide their cultivation. He

spent most of his time lying in the courtyard of Shenshou Valley, studying the “Longevity Scripture,” which was a slightly disguised version of the “Eternal Spring Technique.”

“How is your cultivation going?”

The old man’s face now looked much older than when they first met two years ago. Age spots were faintly visible on his face, and his hair had turned noticeably whiter.

Seeing the changes in Elder Mo, Han Li knew that some things couldn’t be avoided.

“Master Mo, I’m almost at the fourth level,”

Zhang Tie, the simpleton, didn’t hide his progress at all.

“Oh? Almost at the fourth level? Not bad, not bad.”

Doctor Mo nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face. However, his gaze was a little strange, as if he were looking at a piece of material in dire need of carving.

Seeing this look, Han Li secretly rolled his eyes.

But he quickly responded to the old man:

“Master Mo, my Elephant Armor Technique is almost at the second level, and the Nameless Mantra is almost at the third level.”

In reality, he had already mastered the second level of the Elephant Armor Technique, and three months ago he had even reached the third level of the Everlasting Spring Technique, making him a mediocre, third-level Qi Refining cultivator.

Lying now was a way to conceal his true abilities.

Why dare he lie?

Because mortals’ methods of investigation were insufficient to determine a cultivator’s magical power.

Even with Yu Zitong’s primordial spirit assisting him, it was impossible.

Upon hearing this, Doctor Mo frowned almost imperceptibly:

“Two years have passed, and you still haven’t mastered the incantation for the third level?”

His anxiety deepened. He

had no choice.

He was helpless.

On one hand, the spiritual herbs he inherited from Yu Zitong to aid his cultivation were dwindling. On the other hand, as time passed, the blood curse that Yu Zitong had secretly placed within him before his physical body collapsed would intensify. In a few years, he would age and die.

He didn’t have much time left; how could he not be anxious?

“Han Li, you’re coming back with me. Temporarily stop practicing the Elephant Armor Technique and focus on cultivating the Nameless Mantra. You can resume practicing the Elephant Armor Technique once you break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.”

Doctor Mo spoke with utmost seriousness and unwavering authority.

If Han Li dared to refuse, he would surely be punished.

Zhang Tie, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care.

Han Li, however, felt a slight chill:

“Disciple understands, disciple will return to cultivate the Nameless Mantra immediately.”

Here it comes!

Doctor Mo was getting restless.

Was a scheme about to unfold?

Of course.

In his view,

this scheme was mostly not aimed at him, but at Zhang Tie beside him.

“Brother Zhang, why did you tell that old thief about your actual progress in cultivating the Elephant Armor Technique?”

Han Li thought to himself.

His vigilance heightened.

As far as he knew, the fourth level of the Elephant Armor Technique was already a threat to ordinary martial arts masters. Even if it wasn’t enough against a top-tier martial arts master like Mo Juren, it was already a threat, wasn’t it?

Moreover, Doctor Mo possessed a secret technique for refining corpses. Once Zhang Tie, whose technique was nearing completion, was refined into a corpse puppet, the strength of Zhang Tie’s body would increase significantly. Having a loyal corpse puppet as a henchman would give Mo Juren some peace of mind.

In short,

Zhang Tie’s honesty put him in danger.

The key was that Zhang Tie was completely unaware of the approaching crisis and had no sense of vigilance whatsoever.

…

Back at Divine Hand Valley,

Han Li sat cross-legged.

Seeing this, Doctor Mo left on his own.

After the old man had gone far away, although Han Li still kept his eyes closed, his mind was no longer on practicing.

“Is Doctor Mo targeting Zhang Tie?”

“Judging by the timeline, Zhang Tie should have been taken away by Mo Juren to be refined into a corpse puppet half a year ago, according to the book.”

“The reason it’s been delayed until now is entirely because I spend most of my time with Zhang Tie, practicing my skills and daily life.” “

In addition, I need Zhang Tie’s company to train my physique and cultivate the Elephant Armor Technique, which also reduces a lot of burden on Mo Juren…”

Because of these considerations, Mo Juren has not yet made a move against Zhang Tie.

In other words, Zhang Tie is still alive because of the changes he actively made to many variables.

However,

Mo Juren couldn’t sit still any longer.

If Zhang Tie continued to cultivate, once he reached the fifth or even sixth level of the Elephant Armor Technique and possessed the strength of a thousand jin, even Old Mo himself would feel uneasy and uncertain.

“Should we contact Li Feiyu?”

After thinking for a moment, Han Li secretly shook his head.

Li Feiyu, like him, had only been cultivating the Elephant Armor Technique for about half a year and had not yet developed considerable combat power. His level of approaching the third level of the technique was not enough to pose a threat to Doctor Mo. Rushing in will only result in another death.

“Sigh, the main problem is the lack of time.”

“Give us three to five more years, and with our combined strength, we can definitely defeat Mo Juren head-on.”

Right now,

that’s definitely not possible.

“Time, time…”

“But how can I buy myself more time?”

(End of Chapter)