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

Chapter 38 Teacher's Kindness and Disciple's Filial Piety
"Han Li, your master... I have never mistreated you before, have I? In order to help you improve your cultivation as quickly as possible, I used the precious spiritual herbs and medicines that I had painstakingly collected to prepare a medicinal bath for you! Without me, you would probably not be where you are today...!"

Inside the room, the master and apprentice faced each other, and Mo Juren, under pressure, decisively played the emotional card.

It is also flexible and adaptable.

Han Li did not deny what Doctor Mo said; instead, he nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, without your meticulous guidance, Master Mo, I would not have achieved what I have today."

Mo Juren provided him with the Changchun Kung Fu method, which led him to the path of immortality, one of which was the development of his keen senses.

Secondly, he was given a large quantity of aged spiritual herbs and medicines to prepare medicinal liquids for cultivation, which helped him reach the third level of Qi Refining in just over two years. Without the assistance of these medicinal liquids, with his talent of four pseudo-spiritual roots, he would have had to cultivate diligently for at least another year or two to have any chance of mastering the third level of the incantation.

Furthermore, the Elephant Armor Technique was provided by Doctor Mo, and his identity during his time at the Seven Mysteries Sect was also given to him by Doctor Mo. His medical skills and understanding of pharmacology were also imparted to him without reservation by the person in front of him.

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

He can't even get started.

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

"Han Li, you have no idea how much I miss you and your fellow disciples all these years. Whenever I reminisce about the past, I miss the time we spent together in the Divine Hand Valley of the Seven Mysteries Sect."

"That period of time was short, but very fulfilling."

"You two have humbly asked me for advice, and I have answered all your questions to the best of my knowledge."

"If you ask, I will surely respond. If you ask, I will surely answer. We are all so happy and harmonious, so loving and filial..."

Dr. Mo patiently and attentively guided us, his words filled with concern and reminiscence.

While expressing genuine emotions, she also observed the changes in Han Li's facial expression.

Han Li was indeed deeply moved.

but.

He wasn't moved by his own master-disciple relationship with Doctor Mo, but rather saddened by his deep friendship with Li Feiyu: "When we meet again, everything will have changed."

Han Li shook his head.

Doctor Mo, however, still felt he had a chance, and immediately spoke even more enthusiastically:
"Han Li, you and I are master and disciple, we know each other inside and out. There's really no need for us to waste time doing things that would only hurt our friends and please our enemies. There's no deep-seated hatred between us. We can easily explore this cultivation world together. You've probably already seen some of the scenery of the cultivation world in Yue Kingdom. Such a magical and dazzling immortal world can accommodate thousands of cultivators, so 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, Dr. Mo's words seemed to make a lot of sense.

Han Li, who was well aware of his own situation back then and the cunning of these people, remained completely unmoved:
"Old Mo, where did Zhang Tie go? Did you take him away?"

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

"Zhang Tie disappeared? I didn't know that." At this moment, the little boy's face was full of confusion and innocence: "How did he disappear? Did his enemies come knocking? Or did he, like you, have another opportunity to fake his death and escape?"

This statement had a somewhat probing tone.

To explore where a certain opportunity might lie.

"Han Li, I haven't returned to the Seven Mysteries Sect since then." Doctor Mo's small face was once again filled with seriousness and sincerity.

"Really?"

Han Li blinked.

"I swear to God," Mo Juren said with absolute certainty.

"Well, and then what? Master Mo, if you're lying, how will Heaven respond?" Han Li asked just as earnestly.

"If what I say is false, may my whole family die a horrible death, and may the Mo family line be wiped out."

This oath is truly deadly.

Upon hearing this, Han Li couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

What's wrong with Dr. Mo? Why has his personality changed so drastically? He seems like a completely different person.

The old Mo Juren, the man from the original timeline, though ruthless, would never have sworn such a vicious oath to his close family. But the current Mo Juren lies and makes oaths so easily. Is this the same ambitious and ruthless mortal he once knew?
changed.

Everything has changed.

What exactly did this person go through?
"Master Mo, this is the last time I will address you as such," Han Li said, then pointed to the burly giant: "That half-finished corpse is Zhang Tie, right?"

Although it was a question, the tone was firm.

"You, what are you talking about?"

The child's forehead was slightly sweaty.

His eyes unconsciously darted away.

The panic in my heart was beyond measure.

Mo Juren knew that once Han Li realized that Tie Nu was a corpse puppet made from Zhang Tie's body, their master-disciple relationship would be a joke, and his attempt to beg for mercy using that relationship would be an even bigger joke.

"No need to deny it. I know you didn't have good intentions when you taught him the Elephant Armor Technique. I also subtly reminded him to be careful and wary of you, or to practice the Elephant Armor Technique more diligently and hard, so that he could 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—may not be unable to fight you."

Han Li sighed softly as he finished speaking:
"Unfortunately, he wouldn't listen. He's a grateful person; he's been thankful to you for choosing him, teaching him, and nurturing him from the very beginning. If he had to choose between you and me, he would have chosen you without hesitation. But you, taking advantage of his respect and closeness to you, took him down without bloodshed and turned him into this cold, lifeless corpse puppet..."

Seriously ironic.

"And you, back then, were only cultivating me with covetous intentions." "You saw me as a potential cultivator with spiritual roots. But as a mortal, you couldn't cultivate immortality and couldn't achieve immortality, so you thought of possessing me, replacing me, and taking my place on the path of cultivation and immortality."

"Am I right, Mo Juren?"

On the surface, you haven't treated me badly, but your real purpose is to fatten me up before taking over my body.

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

The sorrow was directed at Zhang Tie; he could tell at a glance.

It's a pity about Zhang Tie... wait, why do I feel a bit sorry for him too?

and also.

Why do I feel regret? And whose regret is it?

And why are you feeling so conflicted?
Why does this former disciple of mine have such a strange look in his eyes?
"Han Li, you knew all along?"

His heart sank, and he no longer held any hope.

"Yes, I knew that already."

Han Li nodded.

"When did this happen?"

"Do you need to know? And do I need to tell you?"

Han Li shook his head.

Dr. Mo fell silent again.

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say.

"Can you tell me your story? I'm very curious to know where you got the method of practicing Changchun Gong, and how you successfully possessed this child?"

of course.

Before we talk about these things, let's change the subject.

The Mo residence is too noisy.

Jiayuan City is too noisy.

He immediately took one in each hand.

He carried the young-looking Doctor Mo in his left hand and the burly giant in his right.

It quickly disappeared into the night and was never seen again.

By the time reinforcements from the Mo family arrived, the three had already disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Where have people gone?"

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

"Reporting to the Fourth Madam (Reporting to the Fifth Madam), the lord and the enemy have all disappeared."

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

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

She was a maid who accompanied the bride in her dowry. To be chosen by Mo Lang and taken as 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, who had been missing for many years, returned to his childhood and was rejuvenated.

He also told them about cultivating immortality.

Although it was bizarre, it was something that all of them witnessed.

Given a little time, it's not impossible to change bodies and cultivate immortality! Not seeking immortality, but only hoping for a hundred years of mutual support.

However, this opportunity was snatched away by villains.

"Find them! Find them! Anyone who dares to stop us, wipe out their entire family!"

"Yes."

...

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

The two sat facing each other on the ground.

Zhang Tie lay dead to one side.

"Alright, no one will bother us here."

(End of this chapter)