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

Chapter 35: Purchasing Puppets and Heading to Lanzhou
Before leaving the mountain gate, there was one more place he had to go.

The "Newcomer Gift Pack" redemption point is also the residence of Uncle Lin, the former young leader of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.

The Thousand Bamboo Sect, a major sect in the far west, is skilled in puppetry. Its lineage dates back nearly ten thousand years, founded by the once-peerless genius, the Great Evolution Divine Lord. Today, however, it has declined, with only a handful of members remaining.

Young Master Lin, also known as Martial Uncle Lin, was a loser in the internal strife of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.

He was the young leader of the previous generation.

He fled to the Yue Kingdom and joined the Yellow Maple Valley, where he lay dormant for decades, barely surviving in this corner.

On ordinary days, he would forge low-level magical artifacts such as the Blazing Flame Sword, the Cold Moon Blade, and the Azure Leaf Magic Weapon, as well as the Ten Directions Storage Bag for the sect. He was the actual producer of the Yellow Maple Valley Newbie Gift Pack.

In addition, they would also make some low-level puppets to sell and earn spirit stones, which they would then use to purchase the cultivation resources they needed.

"Disciple Han Li of Hongying Mountain pays respects to Martial Uncle Lin."

Han Li came here specifically to purchase two puppets from this person.

Inside the room, Uncle Lin was quite old, resembling a small old man with a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level, and was approximately 120 years old. In fact, he was only in his early twenties when he established his Foundation Establishment, and his spiritual root aptitude was clearly not bad.

As for why he is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage at the age of 120, it is entirely because the Great Evolution Technique he mainly cultivates has very high requirements for spiritual and soul aptitude.

Those with strong innate divine souls can achieve twice the results with half the effort when cultivating the Great Evolution Technique.

Even those with ordinary spiritual abilities would take over a hundred years to barely cultivate the Great Evolution Technique to the third level.

This Uncle Lin's innate divine soul was not exceptionally powerful, merely ordinary. Therefore, despite nearly a hundred years of diligent cultivation of the Great Evolution Technique, he still hadn't mastered the third level. He was ultimately just one step short.

"Red Tassel Mountain? People from Master Hongfu's lineage?"

"Yes, disciple just came from Hongying Mountain, where Grandmaster Hongfu resides," Han Li said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Lin's previous impatience and disdain quickly faded away, disappearing without a trace, and were replaced by a solemn expression.

After realizing something, she forced a smile:
"Are you Han Li, the one who entered the Immortal Ascension Token two years ago?"

"Exactly the disciple."

"What brings you here, Junior Nephew Han?"

"This disciple wishes to purchase five puppets from my master."

"... "

With the title of Fairy Hong Fu, he only needs to leverage her influence to achieve many things that cannot be done even at a high price.

Sure enough, he spent just over three hundred low-grade spirit stones to purchase five ironwood puppets comparable to cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

If it were someone without any Core Formation background, this trip would most likely have been in vain.

Even if you manage to buy the puppet you want, Young Master Lin will definitely rip you off on the price.

I bought a puppet.

Han Li did not rush to travel far away, but instead returned to Hongying Mountain.

He delivered a humanoid puppet to Dong Xuan'er before setting off.

"With four beast puppets assisting, that should be enough."

Two were used for frontal combat.

Both are useful.

...

With the green leaf magic artifact taking off, Han Li quickly left Mount Taiyue.

On his way here, he traversed mountains and valleys, spending a great deal of time searching.

This long journey began with intermittent flights, and it only took a day to leave the Taiyue Mountains. Afterwards, he transformed into an ordinary person, hiding in a merchant caravan and traveling downstream along a major river and the Xianglu Grand Canal that runs through the north and south of the Yue Kingdom, covering thousands of miles in just a few days.

In the following days, in order to speed up the journey and avoid missing important matters, he even traveled by boat during the day and by paddling on the Qingye magical artifact at night. In just a few days, he changed ships and temporarily traveled with countless other fleets.

It took only eight days to reach Lanzhou in the south-central part of Yue.

Once you enter Lanzhou, you'll find a dense network of waterways, with waterways connecting in all directions, and the flow of water downstream becomes even stronger.

If he traveled by boat, it would only take him about ten days to reach Jiayuan City. However, he chose to spend his days by boat recovering his magical power and his nights traveling in the dark. Thus, in just three and a half days, he traversed thousands of miles and entered the large port city of Jiayuan City.

On the second floor of a restaurant in the city, Han Li chose a window seat to order. From here, he could see the main gate of "Mo Mansion," the number one martial arts sect in Jiayuan City.

The purpose of coming here to scout out the location is self-evident.

This principle of planning before acting has long been ingrained in their bones and has become a habit.

"I wonder if Doctor Mo has returned to the Mo residence?"

As he pondered this, the diners in the restaurant began gossiping about various things in Jiayuan City. Some of the bolder ones even mentioned a few small gangs in the city. When he heard about two small gangs operating in the old western district docks, his eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something.

Subsequently.

He simply sampled the food at the restaurant and then stopped.

Fifteen minutes later, in a secluded alley in the West City Wharf area, more than a dozen men were beaten and knocked unconscious on the ground. Han Li smiled as he looked at a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion kneeling on the ground.

The person kneeling on the ground was none other than "Sun Ergou".

Jiayuan City is a large city of mortals with a population of over one million. In addition to the Jingjiao Society supported by the Mo family, there are two gangs with tens of thousands of members, eight medium-sized gangs with two to three thousand members each, and more than forty small gangs with fewer than one thousand members.

Three major forces and eight medium-sized gangs divided up the three major urban areas: the east, south, and north.

Thirty-three small gangs are clustered in the western district.

Sun Ergou belonged to the Siping Gang, a small gang with eight or nine hundred members, mostly dockworkers and laborers. Sun Ergou was a leader of the Siping Gang, in charge of forty or fifty people.

They were drawn to this place by Han Li's deliberate display of wealth.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender. I'm willing to give all my possessions to you, young master, I'm willing to be your slave..." When Sun Ergou saw more than ten of his capable men being taken down in just a few breaths, he knew he had kicked a hornet's nest.
This seemingly ordinary and harmless boy was not the easy prey he had imagined, but a living devil. This group of lowly brats had unwittingly walked right into the clutches of this devil, practically courting death.

In order to survive, he had no choice but to beg for mercy while simultaneously trying to demonstrate his worth:
"Young Master, I know everything about Jiayuan City, big and small. I'm perfectly capable of serving you faithfully. Please don't kill me, Young Master, I'm very useful..."

Han Li smiled and nodded upon hearing this.

He came to find Sun Ergou because he overheard people chatting in the restaurant and suddenly remembered this fellow.

In the unfamiliar city of Jiayuan in Lanzhou, the most efficient way for him to gather intelligence was undoubtedly to obtain it directly from the local tyrants.

Sun Ergou happens to meet the conditions.

"Here, eat this."

With a squinting smile, Han Li took out a bottle from his pocket, poured out a dark, foul-smelling pill, and fed it to Sun Ergou, whose face was ashen.

When a middle-aged person sees a pill and smells it, they know it's not a good thing, and their face immediately turns bitter.

She opened her mouth as if to refuse, but the situation was beyond her control. Seeing the boy's expression gradually change, she dared not hesitate any longer and had no choice but to pinch her nose and swallow the pill.

Between "dying right now" and "being threatened by taking a poison pill," even a fool would choose the latter to save their life for now.

"This medicine is called the Corrupting Heart Pill, a secret elixir from the immortals. It requires an antidote once a month, otherwise the internal organs will rot and cause death. I believe you're a sensible person; I don't need to tell you what to do or not to do next." Han Li maintained a consistently smiling, harmless demeanor.

"Of course, you can rest assured that once I have achieved my goal and finished what I need to do, I will help you eradicate the toxin before I leave."

"Young master, really?"

"Do I need to lie to you?"

He stayed in Jiayuan City for about five days.

Five days later, we had to set off for Tainan Mountain.

Otherwise, if there isn't enough time left, we might miss this small meeting in Tainan.

Missing the opportunity to obtain the silk handkerchief containing the fragment of the magical artifact would significantly impact one of his subsequent plans.

"Alright, Er Gou, tell me about the current situation of the Mo family. Who is in charge of the Mo family now?"

Han Li turned his head and began to inquire about the important matter.

He gave Sun Ergou the exaggeratedly potent poison pill to prevent the guy from giving him false information due to his tendency to spout nonsense.

"The Mo family? The Mo family that controls the lifeline of the Jingjiao Society?"

"Correct."

(End of this chapter)