A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Mo Juren and Zhang Tie

Facing Mo Juren at this moment, he had no power to resist.

In his own creation, this man was the founder of the “Jingjiao Society,” one of the three hegemons of the mortal world in “Lanzhou,” a major state of Yue Kingdom. He was proficient in both medicine and martial arts. He

was an expert in medicine, possessing superb medical skills.

His martial arts were also among the best of the mortals.

Despite his appearance of being seventy or eighty years old,

he was actually only around thirty.

The reason he had become an old man was because he was ambushed and severely injured by the cultivator Yu Zitong while pursuing the path of immortality. If his fundamental health had not been damaged, he would have been a handsome and elegant man.

This was a ruthless and cunning man.

After being severely injured by the cultivator Yu Zitong and reaching a symbiotic agreement, he planned to select disciples to teach him immortal techniques and then attempt to possess the bodies of disciples with spiritual roots to prolong their lives. In this way, he aimed to restart his life and incidentally dabble in the path of immortality.

“Oh no, I made the villain in the book too ruthless.”

“Now I have to face such a villain head-on…”

He felt he was struggling to cope.

“Sigh, if only I had awakened my past life memories seven or eight years later…”

Back then, this body of his had already coincidentally killed Mo Juren and developed the “golden finger” function of the Celestial Treasure, the Heavenly Bottle.

At that time, he was in the “lying down and leveling up” category.

But now,

he had to face Mo Juren directly.

Face the imminent danger.

“Forget it, I’ll get through this first.”

As the creator god of this world, that is, the author, he knew all too well the life trajectories of the protagonists and supporting characters in his works. In short, no matter what, he had to accept his fate. He had no choice.

He couldn’t gamble on whether he could return to Earth after being killed by Mo Juren.

He couldn’t afford to gamble.

“Besides, this is a world of immortals and heroes…”

Wasn’t his initial dream when he started writing the book to roam the world with a sword and achieve immortality?

That was cultivation!

When he wrote this book, wasn’t he just another Mo Juren?

“Dreams…”

“Original Aspirations…”

“Transmigration and Rebirth…”

“Protagonist Template…”

“…”

From then on: “I am Han Li?!”

There was no longer any so-called writer Wang Yu.

He took a deep breath, casting aside those irrelevant and complicated thoughts.

In an instant, the thin boy’s eyes cleared again:

“Elder Mo, I, I just…”

Before the boy could stammer any explanation, Doctor Mo waved his hand:

“You were just too tired from participating in the Seven Mysteries Sect’s entrance test, coupled with the sudden joy and shock, which caused you to suddenly faint. Alright, it’s good that you’re alright. Go eat something, and come to my room with Zhang Tie later.”

After speaking, the cold-faced old man hunched over and left.

“Thank you for your concern, Elder Mo.”

Han Li quickly sat up from the bed, got off, and then bowed to Mo Juren’s retreating figure.

He was very respectful in his actions, but his heart was not necessarily so.

If he hadn’t known so well what a ruthless character this Old Master Mo was, and what kind of arrangements and schemes he would have for him and Zhang Tie, he might have actually developed a liking for him. Perhaps

even been moved for a moment.

But…

Mo Juren was a character he created.

As the author, in the world outside the book, he liked Mo Juren quite a bit, and also felt a pang of regret.

Unfortunately, he was now the protagonist of his own book, Han Li. He could no longer feel much affection for this Doctor Mo.

Instead, he felt more wariness and apprehension.

Of course,

he couldn’t show these feelings.

When Old Master Mo returned to his room a dozen meters away,

the honest-looking boy beside him finally breathed a sigh of relief, saying with lingering fear,

“Han Li, you suddenly fainted just now, it scared me to death! I thought, I thought you…”

A thin layer of sweat still clung to the boy’s forehead.

It was from nervousness.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. Just don’t scare me again,” Han Li laughed, using this as an excuse to put a period to his memory awakening.

To be honest, Zhang Tie’s feelings towards him were extremely complex.

In his own vision, this young man’s ending wasn’t so happy.

He was simple and honest, and would become Mo Dafu’s senior brother. Originally, both of them were chosen by Mo Dafu as potential targets for possession. However, because they lacked wood-attribute spiritual roots, they couldn’t cultivate the *Changchun Gong* and had to switch to the *Xiangjia Gong*.

After being killed by Mo Dafu, he would become a tall and powerful corpse, named “Qu Hun.”

A corpse created using immortal techniques contains a faint spiritual energy. Furthermore, after being refined by these techniques, the body becomes extremely hard and can survive without food or water. This led Qu Hun to serve as a henchman for the protagonist Han Li during his travels in Lanzhou.

After being possessed by a Core Formation cultivator from the Yu Ling Sect, whose three spiritual roots were discovered, he was then controlled by the original owner and forced to cultivate the demonic technique *Sha Yao Jue*. Later, he went to the Chaotic Star Sea and condensed a Demon Core, making him comparable to a cultivator in the early stages of Core Formation.

This became a crucial asset for the protagonist Han Li as he ventured into the Chaotic Star Sea.

Whether hunting demons in outer space or battling humans, Qu Hun was a mainstay of the fighting force.

Unfortunately, he encountered the Xuan Gu Old Demon

and was possessed by him.

“Zhang Tie, will you ever become [Qu Hun] again?”

Han Li murmured to himself.

Just as Han Li was lost in thought,

Zhang Tie took a bowl from the table in the room.

In the bowl were two clean, white steamed buns.

“Here, have something to eat.”

The boy’s smile was simple and pure,

revealing the rustic simplicity of a farmer’s son.

“Where did you get these?”

Han Li didn’t stand on ceremony, taking a bite and asking.

He was indeed very hungry; he hadn’t eaten breakfast or lunch and definitely needed something to fill his stomach.

However, these steamed buns had probably been there for quite some time, as they were slightly cold.

“I got these from the large kitchen near the valley.”

“Is there a large kitchen near the valley?”

Han Li asked, munching on the buns in a few bites, smacking his lips with lingering satisfaction.

He was truly hungry.

Even though the taste of the buns was rather indescribable

, he didn’t waste a single crumb.

Every bite was taken with utmost focus.

The two large steamed buns disappeared in a short time. After finishing the two steamed buns, he even habitually licked his fingers, afraid of wasting a single bite.

Zhang Tie, hearing this, smiled:

“I woke up hungry a quarter of an hour ago, searched the vicinity but couldn’t find anything to eat, so I left Shenshou Valley. I happened to see many people from within the sect receiving food there.”

“So I got one too.” “

After eating, I realized you and Elder Mo hadn’t eaten yet, so I brought back two more…”

“These two steamed buns are yours.”

As for Elder Mo’s portion?

Elder Mo didn’t eat those buns at all; he was invited by Sect Leader Wang to the mountain for a special meal.

He had gone to great lengths to find Elder Mo and revive the unconscious Han Li.

“Thank you, Brother Zhang.”

To think of bringing him food so soon after joining the sect—this man is kind-hearted and easy to get along with.

No wonder he’s the honest and simple character I wrote about.

“No, it’s alright. I’m used to doing these things at home. I feel uneasy if I don’t do something. If you need any help in the future, just ask. I may not have many other skills, but I certainly have plenty of strength,” Zhang Tie stammered shyly. He seemed quite embarrassed and awkward

.

Han Li, after burping, looked out the window at the afterglow of the setting sun:

Should he follow the original trajectory and accept the *Eternal Spring Technique*?

…

If he accepted the *Eternal Spring Technique* and cultivated it, Mo Juren would definitely discover that he possessed spiritual roots.

This couldn’t be hidden.

At that time, compared to the simpleton Zhang Tie, he would be the one with spiritual roots, someone who could be possessed. Because of this, he would immediately become a coveted target in Mo Juren’s eyes, coveted and watched.

And he would most likely experience everything that happened in the original trajectory.

“But if I pretend to accept the Everlasting Spring Technique but don’t actually practice it, I won’t even get the basics down. Then, I won’t gain Mo Juren’s attention, and Zhang Tie probably won’t be turned into a corpse puppet iron slave by that Mo guy on a whim. Theoretically, we could both avoid the calamity…”

However

, he shook his head, rejecting the idea as soon as it surfaced.

“No, if Mo Juren can’t see any hope in me and Zhang Tie, he might get angry and turn us both into corpse puppets.”

“Furthermore, if I delay my cultivation for a few years, how will I deal with Golden Light Master to seize the Ascension Token from Yellow Maple Valley? How will I participate in the Blood Trial to compete for the main spiritual medicine for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill?”

A step behind is a step behind forever.

Even with the Heavenly Palm Bottle, it can’t make up for the early delays.

“Therefore, for the sake of my immortal path, I not only cannot refuse Mo Juren, but I must also get close to him. It would be best to show that I possess spiritual roots as soon as possible, so that he will invest more in me and use all the spiritual herbs he has on me…”

In his setting, he had given Mo Juren and Yu Zitong quite a few spiritual herbs.

For example, the “Blood Spirit Grass,” which was so sought after even in the late stage of Qi Refining, and more than a dozen other spiritual herbs that were considered precious even to cultivators from families at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

It was with the help of most of these spiritual herbs that the original protagonist, Han Li, was able to cultivate to the third level of Qi Refining in just three years.

“I have to go see Mo Juren.”

Having made up his mind, Han Li stopped hesitating.

He was determined to obtain the Everlasting Spring Technique

. Only by mastering the power could he have the ability to counter Mo Juren. Only then

could he avoid being possessed by the remnant soul of Yu Zitong, who was symbiotic with him.

Only then could he pursue the long immortal path ahead.

“Let’s go, Brother Zhang, let’s go see Elder Mo. We can’t keep him waiting.”

…

“Creak~”

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Two figures, both young and old, cautiously entered through the door.

Inside, rows of bookshelves lined the walls, filled with all sorts of books.

These were mostly medical texts, along with some illustrated books on the geography of Yue Kingdom, and even some parchment scrolls that the two children couldn’t understand. It was clear how broad Mo Juren’s knowledge was.

His dedication to survival and the path to immortality was unwavering.

“Elder Mo!”

“Elder Mo!”

the two immediately greeted him respectfully upon entering.

(End of Chapter)