A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Teacher’s Kindness and Disciple’s Filial Piety

“Han Li, your master… I have never mistreated you, have I? To help you improve your cultivation as quickly as possible, I even used the precious spiritual herbs and medicines I had painstakingly collected to prepare a medicinal bath for you! Without me, you probably wouldn’t be where you are today…!”

Inside the room, the master and disciple faced each other, and Mo Juren, pressured by the situation, decisively played the emotional card. He

was certainly flexible.

Han Li didn’t deny what Doctor Mo said, but nodded in agreement:

“Indeed, without your meticulous guidance, Master Mo, I wouldn’t have achieved what I have today.”

Mo Juren provided the Everlasting Spring Cultivation Method, allowing him to embark on the path of immortality and gain keen senses—that was one factor.

Secondly, he provided him with a large quantity of aged spiritual herbs and medicines to prepare medicinal baths, helping him reach the third level of Qi Refining in just over two years. Without the medicinal baths, with his four-element pseudo-spiritual root talent, he would have had to cultivate diligently for at least another year or two to possibly master the third level’s incantation.

Furthermore, the Elephant Armor Technique was provided by Doctor Mo, as was his identity during his time at the Seven Mysteries Sect. His medical skills and understanding of pharmacology also stemmed from the unreserved teachings of the person before him.

It could be said that without Mo Juren, there would be no cultivator, Han Li.

He wouldn’t even have entered the sect.

“Very well, since you acknowledge my efforts, can we turn hostility into friendship?”

“Han Li, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you and your fellow disciples all these years. Whenever I reminisce, I cherish the time we spent together in the Divine Hand Valley of the Seven Mysteries Sect.”

“That time was short, but fulfilling.”

“You two humbly sought my guidance, and I answered all your questions without reservation.”

“If you asked, I would grant it. If you asked, I would answer. We were so happy together, so harmonious, so loving and filial…”

Doctor Mo patiently and persistently spoke, his words filled with concern and reminiscence.

He expressed his genuine feelings while observing the changes in Han Li’s expression.

Han Li was indeed deeply moved.

However,

he wasn’t moved by his master-disciple relationship with Doctor Mo, but rather by his deep friendship with Li Feiyu: “If we meet again, everything will be different.”

Han Li shook his head.

Doctor Mo, however, thought there was still a chance, and immediately spoke even more earnestly:

“Han Li, you and I are master and disciple, we know each other inside and out, there’s really no need to waste time doing things that hurt our friends and please our enemies. There’s no deep hatred between us, we can easily explore this cultivation world together. And you’ve probably already seen some of the scenery of the cultivation world in Yue Kingdom, right? Such a magical and dazzling immortal world, if it can accommodate thousands of cultivators, how could it not accommodate the two of us? Besides, if we’re together, we can look after each other, can’t we?”

At first glance, Doctor Mo’s words seemed quite reasonable.

Han Li, well aware of his own past predicament and the cunning of these people, remained unmoved:

“Elder Mo, where did Zhang Tie go? Did you take him away?”

Upon hearing this, Mo Juren’s smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

“Zhang Tie disappeared? I don’t know.” At this moment, the child’s face was filled with confusion and innocence: “How did he disappear? Did his enemies come knocking? Or did he, like you, choose to fake his death and escape?”

These words carried a hint of probing.

Probing for the possible location of some opportunity.

“Han Li, I haven’t returned to the Seven Mysteries Sect since then.” Doctor Mo’s little face was once again filled with seriousness and sincerity.

“Really?”

Han Li blinked.

“I swear to God.” Mo Juren was extremely certain.

“Hmm, and then? If you lie, Master Mo, how will Heaven grant your wish?” Han Li asked equally seriously.

“If I am lying, may my whole family die a horrible death, and may the Mo family line be wiped out.”

This oath was truly poisonous.

Han Li felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

What was wrong with Doctor Mo? Why had his personality changed so drastically? He seemed like a completely different person.

The old Mo, the one from the original timeline, though ruthless, would never have made such a vicious oath to his close family. But the current Mo Juren lied and swore so easily. Was this the same ambitious and ruthless mortal he knew?

He had changed.

Completely changed.

What had he gone through?

“Master Mo, this is the last time I will address you like this,” Han Li said, then pointed to the burly man. “That half-finished corpse is Zhang Tie, isn’t it?”

Though it was a question, his tone was certain.

“You, what are you saying?”

The child’s forehead was damp with sweat.

His eyes darted away unconsciously.

His panic was beyond measure.

Because Mo Juren knew that once Han Li realized the Iron Slave was a corpse puppet created from Zhang Tie’s body, their master-disciple relationship would be a joke, and his pleading for mercy using that relationship would be a joke within a joke.

“No need to deny it. I know you didn’t have good intentions when you taught him the Elephant Armor Technique. I even subtly reminded him to be careful and wary of you, or to practice the Elephant Armor Technique more diligently, to reach the fifth or even sixth level this morning, like I am now. As long as his strength reaches the level I approve of, the three of us—me, him, Li Feiyu, and myself—might not be unable to fight you.”

Han Li sighed softly as he said this:

“Unfortunately, he didn’t listen. He’s a grateful person. He’s been thankful to you for choosing him, teaching him, and nurturing him from beginning to end. If he had to choose between you and me, he would choose to stand on your side without hesitation. But you, taking advantage of his respect and closeness to you, took him down without bloodshed and turned him into this cold corpse puppet…”

It was truly ironic.

“And you, back then, were only cultivating me with the intention of coveting me.”

“You saw me as a potential cultivator with spiritual roots. But as a mortal, you couldn’t cultivate, couldn’t achieve immortality, so you plotted to possess me, to replace me, to walk the path of cultivation and immortality in my place.”

“Am I right, Mo Juren?”

On the surface, you haven’t mistreated me, but your true purpose was to fatten me up before possessing me.

He couldn’t discern the emotion in Han Li’s tone, but through those eyes, Doctor Mo saw deep sorrow, then profound regret, and a complex mix of emotions…

The sorrow was for Zhang Tie, he knew it at a glance.

The regret was for Zhang Tie… wait? Why was there also some regret for him?

And

why this regret? Regret for whom?

And why this complex emotion?

Why did his former disciple’s eyes look so strange?

“Han Li, you know everything?”

His heart sank, no longer clinging to any hope.

“Yes, I knew long ago.”

Han Li nodded.

“When did this happen?”

“Do you need to know? And do I need to tell you?”

Han Li shook his head.

Doctor Mo fell silent again.

He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to say.

“Can you tell me your story? I really want to know where you got the cultivation method of the Everlasting Spring Technique, and how you successfully possessed this child?”

Of course.

Before talking about these things, let’s change the place.

The Mo residence is too noisy.

Jiayuan City is too chaotic.

Immediately, he carried one in each hand. He

carried Doctor Mo, who looked like a child, in his left hand and the burly giant in his right hand.

After quickly disappearing into the night, he was nowhere to be seen.

By the time the Mo family’s reinforcements arrived, the three of them were long gone.

“Where are they?”

“Where did they go?”

Madam Yan and Madam Wang asked the assassins and guards present, their faces pale.

“Reporting to Fourth Madam (Reporting to Fifth Madam), the master and the enemy have both disappeared.”

Disappeared?

Madam Yan and Madam Wang trembled, feeling as if the world was spinning.

“Find him! Dig three feet into the ground, find him! Even if you have to turn Jiayuan City upside down, find him!” Wang said coldly, her teeth grinding.

She was a maid who came with her as part of the dowry. Being chosen by Mo Lang to be his fifth wife was the greatest fortune of her life. That period was also the happiest time of her life.

But the good times didn’t last long…

Mo Lang disappeared for many years, and when he returned, he had reverted to childhood and become a child.

He even told them about cultivating immortality.

Although it was bizarre, they had all witnessed it.

Given some time, it wasn’t impossible for him to change his body and cultivate immortality! He didn’t ask for immortality, but only hoped to spend a hundred years together in mutual support.

However, such an opportunity was stolen by villains.

“Find him! Find him! Anyone who dares to stop him, wipe out their entire family.”

“Yes.”

…

Outside Jiayuan City, on a desolate mountain, in a cave.

Two people sat facing each other on the ground.

Zhang Tie lay dead beside them.

“Alright, no one will disturb us here.”

(End of this chapter)