Mortal: Transmigrated into Han Li, becoming a person with five spiritual roots

Han Li walked forward, a book in his hand.

It was the complete manual of the first thirteen levels of the "Eternal Spring Skill," priced at two spirit stones, which could be exchanged for a bottle of Yellow Dragon Pills.

"I just didn't expect that the Everlasting Spring Technique would be the most common cultivation method in the cultivation world."

"Aside from the stable magical power gained from cultivating immortality, it has no other special effects."

Han Li glanced through it and thought to himself.

In the mortal realm, Mo Juren treasured the "Eternal Spring Skill," but here it has become a common, worthless item.

Sure enough, what is most precious in one place becomes commonplace in another.

Soon, a quarrel reached Han Li's ears.

"One, I'll give you one spirit stone."

"No, this is a fragment of a magic weapon! It needs at least five spirit stones."

A few people were watching in front of a stall not far away. The stall owner was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"What kind of broken magic weapon fragment is this? It's clearly just a rag. Did your ancestors have a Core Formation cultivator in their family?"

"Hahahaha..."

"you..."

The onlookers burst into laughter, making the stall owner, a young girl, blush with embarrassment.

"What's the use of this fragment of your magical artifact?"

Seeing this, Han Li had an idea and stepped forward to ask.

This girl reminded him of the original owner's younger sister.

"It's useful. Objects covered by this fragment of the magical artifact will become invisible immediately."

Seeing that someone had come to her rescue, the girl's flushed face regained some of its color.

She covered a wooden box with a fragment of a magical artifact shaped like a handkerchief, and soon the box disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The onlookers marveled.

"This item is of great use to me."

If she could obtain this fragment of the magical artifact, Little Green Bottle would no longer have to worry about being discovered by others.

"Two spirit stones."

A man with a gloomy face spoke from the crowd.

He had been eyeing this fragment of magic weapon for a long time. If used correctly, it would have miraculous effects and its price would be far more than five spirit stones.

"No, at least five spirit stones."

The girl wouldn't budge an inch.

"Three spirit stones, little sister, that's quite a lot."

The gloomy man gave a seemingly kind smile and said.

The girl seemed to be short of spirit stones. Although she was not satisfied with the price, she hesitated whether to make the purchase.

"Two bottles of Huanglongdan (a traditional Chinese medicine)."

Just then, Han Li made his offer.

"Two bottles of Yellow Dragon Pills, are you truly serious, fellow Daoist?"

The girl's eyes lit up slightly as she realized that the person making the offer was the man who had asked for the price.

Without hesitation, Han Li took out two cyan jade bottles and tossed them over.

"It really is the Yellow Dragon Pill, and a top-grade one at that."

"make a deal."

The girl opened the medicine bottle, smelled it, and immediately beamed with joy. She then handed the fragment of the magical artifact to Han Li.

The two bottles of Yellow Dragon Pills were worth about five spirit stones, even more than the girl had expected.

"stop!"

Han Li had just put away the fragments of the magical artifact and was about to leave when the gloomy man called out to him.

"You ruined my deal, you ruined my plans, and you think you can just walk away?"

The man's face was fierce, and he said in a gloomy tone.

Han Li sized up the gloomy man, who appeared to be around twenty years old with a cold expression. The faint pressure emanating from him suggested that his cultivation level was likely above Han Li's.

Behind him stood a beautiful woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a light-colored cloud-patterned ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). Her face was delicate and pretty, her eyes were clear and bright, her nose was straight and elegant, her lips were light and moist, and her figure was slender, noble and lively. There was a gentle and heroic air between her brows.

This woman is very beautiful, and her aura is even more captivating.

Han Li didn't consider himself a lecherous old man, so he looked at her a few more times before looking away.

"Then, in your opinion, what should be done?"

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the fragments of the magic weapon now, or else... hmph!"

The gloomy man threatened.

"What if I disagree?"

Han Li remained calm, his left hand behind his back, a talisman between his fingers.

It was the golden sword talisman obtained from the Golden Light Master.

"court death!"

The gloomy man opened his palm, and a blue-green light wheel condensed in his palm, carrying gusts of wind pressure, about to attack Han Li.

"Senior Brother Lu, wait a minute."

"This fragment of magic weapon is dispensable anyway, and besides, the Ascension Ceremony is about to begin, so let's go first."

At this moment, a woman's gentle and soothing voice rang out beside the man, offering words of advice.

"Since the beauty has spoken, I'll spare your life. Kid, just don't let me see you again."

After frowning and thinking for a moment, the gloomy man lowered his hand, threw down a harsh remark, and strode away.

In his view, Han Li was just a minor character, and with the Ascension Ceremony approaching, it was indeed best not to cause any trouble.

The woman beside him glanced back at Han Li and followed him.

"This cultivation world is so ruthless, where the strong prey on the weak."

Han Li frowned slightly as he watched the gloomy man's departing figure.

They readily kill low-level cultivators, even more so than in their previous lives.

"It seems I'll have to be more careful from now on."

......

"Hey senior, wait a minute."

Just as Han Li was about to leave, the young female stall owner called him back.

"Senior brother, my name is Han Yunzhi. Thank you for helping me out of that situation."

The girl thanked him sincerely with a smile.

If it weren't for the man in front of me, the fragments of the magic weapon might only be worth two or three spirit stones.

"Han... Junior Sister, I didn't do anything. It was just a mutually beneficial arrangement. You don't need to take it to heart."

Han Li looked at the girl in front of him, and when he thought of his little sister again, his voice softened.

"Senior Brother Han, this is my family's heirloom, a second-tier talisman brush. Although it doesn't have many uses left, it's still a second-tier brush. How about I sell it to you at a fair price? Just two bottles of Yellow Dragon Pills."

Han Yunzhi took out a talisman pen with the words "Jin Zhu" engraved on it. It emitted a pale yellow light, but it looked a little worn.

"Can."

After a moment's thought, Han Li took out two jade bottles.

He was looking to learn a trade to earn spirit stones.

Making talismans is relatively simple among the various arts of cultivating immortality, and the Golden Bamboo Brush is a perfect match for him.

Moreover, Han Yunzhi's expression was sincere, not feigned.

"Junior Sister Han, do you know where I can learn to make talismans?"

"Oh dear! How could I forget about that? I happen to have a copy of 'The Complete Book of Basic Talismans,' so I'll give it to you for free, senior brother."

Han Yunzhi returned to her stall and took out a thin booklet.

......

the next day.

Tainan Valley, inside the nine-story tower.

The Ascension Ceremony is held every ten years. It is the day when the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom open their gates and recruit disciples.

If one's aptitude reaches the level of True Spiritual Root or above, one can directly join one of the Seven Sects through the Questioning Platform.

However, there are many cultivators in the cultivation world, and there are also many powerful fighters among those with pseudo-spiritual roots, so a second round came about - the arena competition.

"The top ten in the arena competition, regardless of their spiritual root, can directly join the seven major sects."

Wan Xiaoshan explained to Han Li.

At this moment, Han Li and his companion had arrived at the place where spiritual roots were being tested.

Not far away, seven figures were sitting on a high platform.

Among them was a woman with fair and delicate skin, clear and deep phoenix eyes, graceful figure, and long hair like a waterfall, with a few strands draped over her snow-white neck and shoulders. Although she wore a veil, it could not hide her beauty, as if she were a fairy from the Jade Pool who did not eat the food of mortals.

"Brother Han, don't stare straight at the stage. That's a Core Formation elder from the Hidden Moon Sect."

Wan Xiaoshan tugged at Han Li's sleeve, reminding him.

"I advise Brother Han to stop daydreaming. A Core Formation Elder is not someone we can aspire to."

"Brother Wan, I had no such intention."

Han Li defended himself.

"I understand."

Wan Xiaoshan gave him an "I understand" look.

Han Li gave a wry smile.

For some reason, this woman gave him a strange feeling.

But when I looked at it again, that feeling disappeared.

"The Ascension Ceremony shall now begin!"

An elderly man stepped forward from the high platform and announced in a loud voice.