A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 11 The Claws Reaching for Zhang Tie

“Ah, ah, ah…”

The strange cry coming from the courtyard of Divine Hand Valley was none other than Han Li.

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

"Hold on, Ali, I've already gone very lightly..."

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

But because honest people look so simple and honest, outsiders have no idea what they're thinking inside. Nor will they misunderstand their "smile".

"It's okay, I can still hold it in... Ah~!"

Han Li's cry was followed by another blow landing on his body.

This torment is a necessary step in practicing Elephant Armor Kung Fu. By striking the entire body with appropriate force, in conjunction with the techniques, the body is forced to accept and adapt, passively enhancing its resistance to blows, thereby strengthening the physique.

"Ali, it's okay, hang in there, don't give up halfway. Just another sixty or so and that should be enough."

"What? There are still more than sixty hits? But I clearly remember there were only fifty-eight hits left." Han Li, wearing a mask of pain, looked suspiciously at Zhang Tie, who was pointing a black hand downwards.

"No, Ali, you must have misremembered." Zhang Tie said with a serious expression.

"Could it be... that I really remembered it wrong?"

Ah.

As a cultivator, his memories have been increasing day by day since he started practicing the Everlasting Spring Technique, especially after he mastered the basics.

Not only is he able to remember things perfectly well, but he also vividly recalls many experiences from over a year ago.

"Tiezi, you've gone astray."

My heart has turned black.

Han Li couldn't help but spit inwardly.

Practicing the Elephant Armor Technique isn't exactly troublesome, but it's certainly very painful and arduous.

The practitioner's arms, back, chest, buttocks, thighs, abdomen—in short, many parts of the body—are subjected to the impact. Afterward, they must soak in a medicinal bath prepared by Doctor Mo. Once the body has been strengthened to a certain extent, they are then washed by the natural flow of the Chishui Peak Waterfall.

A single process, so intense it's almost unbearable.

Several times, Han Li wanted to give up.

just.

Whenever he wavered, he would recall the threats made by Doctor Mo and Yu Zitong, making it difficult for him to harbor any illusions.

In addition, they will think about the many benefits they can gain after embarking on the path of immortality, which is another boost to their morale.

Unknowingly.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

...

This day.

Below the great waterfall of Chishui Peak.

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

It is worth mentioning that.

Although Zhang Tie's martial arts skills in the Elephant Armor Technique were superior, 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 fact that the two opened their eyes at the same time was simply Han Li's intention.

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

This senior and friend, although still only a twelve-year-old boy like him, has experienced explosive physical development over the past two years, almost reaching the size of a normal adult. His chest, abdominal, and biceps muscles are clearly defined and quite aesthetically pleasing.

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

Upon seeing that the visitor was Doctor Mo, he stood up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Master Mo."

But a sense of surprise and doubt arose in my heart:

Why did Dr. Mo come to Chishui Peak Waterfall?

In the past two years, this person has 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 Classic," which was a slightly disguised version of the "Eternal Spring Technique."

"How is your cultivation going?"

The old man looked much older than when I first met him two years ago. Age spots were faintly visible on his face, and he had a lot more white hair on his head.

Seeing the changes in Elder Mo, Han Li knew that some things could not be avoided.

"Master Mo, I'm almost at the fourth level."

Zhang Tie, that simpleton, made no attempt to hide his cultivation progress.

"Oh? Almost the fourth floor? Not bad, not bad."

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

Seeing this look in his eyes, Han Li secretly rolled his eyes.

But they quickly responded to the old man:

"Master Mo, my Elephant Armor Technique almost reached the second level, and the Nameless Mantra almost reached the third level." In fact, he had already mastered the second level of the Elephant Armor Technique, and the Everlasting Spring Technique had even reached the third level three months ago. He was a mediocre rogue cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

Lying at this time is a way to conceal one's shortcomings.

As for why he dared to lie?
Because the methods of investigation used by mortals are insufficient to determine the magical power and cultivation level of cultivators.

Even with Yu Zitong's primordial spirit assisting, it wouldn't work.

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 increased even more.

no way.

He was also helpless.

On one hand, he had little left of the spiritual herbs he inherited from Yu Zitong that could aid his cultivation. On the other hand, as time went on, the blood curse that Yu Zitong had secretly placed on his body before his physical body collapsed would intensify. In just a few years, he would age and die.

He doesn't have much time left, how could he not be anxious?
"Han Li, come back with me. Temporarily stop practicing the Elephant Armor Technique and focus on cultivating the Nameless Mantra. You can start practicing the Elephant Armor Technique again after you break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining."

When Dr. Mo said this, his face was serious and earnest, leaving no room for doubt.

If Han Li were to utter a single word of dissent at this moment, he would certainly be punished.

Zhang Tie, on the other hand, didn't seem to think anything of it.

Upon hearing this, Han Li felt a slight chill in his heart:

"Disciple understands. Disciple will go back and practice the Nameless Mantra now."

coming!

Dr. Mo can't sit still any longer.

Is a scheme about to unfold?
of course.

In his opinion.

This scheme was most likely not aimed at him, but at Zhang Tie, who was by his side.

"Brother Zhang, why did you tell that old thief about your actual progress in practicing Elephant Armor Technique?"

Han Li thought to himself.

My vigilance was heightened.

As far as he knew, the fourth level of the Elephant Armor Technique was already enough to pose a threat to ordinary martial arts masters. Even though it was still insufficient against a top-tier martial arts master like Mo Juren, it had at least become somewhat of a threat, hadn't it?

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

In short.

Zhang Tie's honesty put him in a dangerous situation.

The key point is that Zhang Tie was completely unaware of the impending crisis and had no sense of precaution whatsoever.

...

Back to God's Hand Valley.

Han Li sat cross-legged.

Upon seeing this, Doctor Mo left on his own.

After the old man walked away, Han Li still kept his eyes closed, but his mind was no longer on practicing his skills.

"Is Dr. 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 I've been able to hold out until now is entirely because I've been by Zhang Tie's side most of the time, both in my daily life and when I'm practicing martial arts."

"Furthermore, I need Zhang Tie's company to train my physique and practice the Elephant Armor Technique, which will greatly reduce Mo Juren's burden..."

Because of these considerations, Mo Juren has been hesitant to take action against Zhang Tie.

In other words, Zhang Tie is still alive because he actively changed many variables.

just.

Mo Juren finally couldn't sit still any longer.

If Zhang Tie continues to cultivate, and once he reaches the fifth or even sixth level of the Elephant Armor Technique and gains the strength of a thousand jin, even Lao Mo himself might feel uneasy and uncertain.

"Should we contact Li Feiyu?"

After thinking about it, Han Li shook his head secretly.

Like him, Li Feiyu had only been practicing the Elephant Armor Technique for about half a year, and had not yet developed considerable combat power. His level of nearing the third level of the technique was not enough to pose a threat to Doctor Mo. His reckless interference would only result in another death.

"Sigh, the main problem is that the time was too short."

"Give us three to five more years, and if we join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat Mo Juren head-on."

at the moment.

But that definitely won't work.

"Time, time..."

"But how can I buy myself more time?"

(End of this chapter)