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

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Half a month later.

Miaoyin Gate, Ziling's residence.

A gentle breeze blew, and the purple gauze fluttered in the air.

At this moment, there were already two figures inside the room.

A stunningly beautiful figure gracefully took her seat, her movements gentle and elegant, her slender, white fingers caressing the strings of the zither.

The melodious sound of a piano drifted over.

The melodious sound of the zither faded away all the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving only the woman's stunning beauty.

After a long while, the music stopped.

"It's been a while, and Ziling's musical skills have improved again."

Han Li picked up the exquisite tea in his hand, took a sip, and praised it.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Zi Ling slowly stopped, a slight smile curving her lips, her eyes sparkling.

"I'm glad you like it, Brother Han. If there's a chance, Zi Ling will play for you often."

Zi Ling's gentle voice rang out, her tone carrying a hint of calm joy.

"How many spirit stones are needed for the materials that were delivered the other day?"

Han Li spoke slowly.

"A few spirit stones, Brother Han, don't worry about them. Just use your reward to offset the cost."

"If it's not enough, Zi Ling will definitely ask Brother Han for more."

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling smiled slightly, slowly stood up, came to Han Li's side, and poured him a cup of tea.

"Alright."

Han Li said with a calm expression.

Because we were quite close, a faint woman's fragrance wafted from beside me, a subtle and lingering scent, like a purple fungus under the moonlight.

Han Li looked at Zi Ling's face.

Everything was just right.

Over the course of two years, he saw Zi Ling only a handful of times, but Zi Ling was noticeably more mature and seemed more cheerful than before.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, Han Li couldn't help but forget to look away for a moment.

"Brother Han, is it good?"

"nice."

A woman's soft yet mature voice reached his ears, and Han Li answered instinctively.

He paused for a moment, then realized what was happening, and subconsciously touched his nose, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Seeing Han Li's setback, Zi Ling seemed somewhat pleased, and even her dignified movements became a little lighter.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing Brother Han."

"The materials that Brother Han entrusted me to find were extremely difficult to find. Most cultivators have never even heard of those key spiritual items, let alone know where to begin looking for them."

Zi Ling parted her red lips slightly and returned to the previous topic.

"I know about this, but is there really not a single word about it?"

Han Li nodded slightly and asked.

"There is one piece of news."

Zi Ling stood up and walked to the purple flowering tree in the hall. A pale purple petal drifted into her palm.

"Brother Han, do you know of Yuanxu?"

Zi Ling paused and looked at Han Li.

"The Abyss? Is that in the far east of the Chaotic Star Sea..."

Upon hearing the words "Abyss Ruins," Han Li stood up from the wooden chair, gently rested his chin on his right hand, and slowly spoke.

"Brother Han is right."

"Yuanxu is a secret realm in the far east of the Chaotic Star Sea. Although it is called a secret realm, it is actually a huge island, even larger than Tianxing Island under our feet. It is named after a bottomless pit in it."

"Therefore it is called the Ruins of the Abyss."

Zi Ling said softly, her voice very calm.

"Could the materials I need be found here?"

Han Li asked.

"That's right."

"In the Abyss Ruins, rare and precious materials often appear, mostly earth-attribute spiritual items. Every twenty years, there is a surge of spiritual energy, at which time the underground entrance to the Abyss Ruins opens, and perhaps Brother Han can obtain what he needs."

"However, most of those who go there are high-level Core Formation stage cultivators, making it quite dangerous. Moreover, the Yuanxu spiritual energy turmoil just occurred five years ago, so if Brother Han wants to go, he should make more preparations."

After Zi Ling finished speaking, Han Li fell silent.

Earth-attribute spiritual items are already rare in the Chaotic Star Sea.

But he was determined to obtain this spiritual object in order to refine the Lesser Five Elements Sword Formation!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this trip is a must.

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes swept across Han Li's face.

Seeing that he remained silent, it was clear that he had already made up his mind.

But for some reason, Zi Ling always felt a subconscious worry for him.

Han Li pondered for a moment, just about to speak.

At that moment, a beautiful young woman with a stunning figure and wearing a purple dress walked in from outside the door.

It was the month of literary inspiration.

"Reporting to Sect Master... Elder Han..."

"A woman is requesting an audience outside the sect."

Upon seeing Han Li, Wen Siyue seemed somewhat displeased, but she dared not show it and tried her best to conceal it.

But it can't be concealed at all.

"Who is it?"

Zi Ling's voice rang out.

"The man didn't say anything, only that he wanted to see Elder Han, and handed over a communication token."

As soon as Wen Siyue finished speaking, she took out a white sound transmission token.

"See me?"

Han Li was somewhat puzzled.

He didn't remember having any female friends in Tianxing City, and after thinking for a long time, Han Li really couldn't recall any.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the token floated to his front.

As magic power flowed in, a clear and melodious female voice rang out in the room, sounding quite familiar to Han Li:

"Senior Brother Han, I heard you've reached the Core Formation stage! I'm so happy for you! But it's been so long since you achieved it, and you haven't come to see me... Fortunately, with Father currently overseeing Red Moon Island, I can finally come to Tianxing City!"

"I heard you were a guest elder at the Myriad Sounds Sect, so I came directly to find you. But what's wrong with these disciples of the Myriad Sounds Sect? They won't let me in..."

The woman finished speaking.

The room fell silent instantly.

You could hear a pin drop.

"Ahem, um, Shi Die is... my junior sister from Red Moon Island."

Han Li glanced at Zi Ling, his face flushed, and then coughed twice, trying to break the silence and explain.

But when he looked into those calm, beautiful eyes, he suddenly felt a chill.

"Um, it's been a long time since I've seen Junior Sister Shi Die. I'll be going out for a bit."

Han Li finished speaking and prepared to leave.

But just then, Zi Ling spoke:

"Since you are Brother Han and his junior sister, why not invite them into the sect? That would not be impolite."

"Furthermore, Zi Ling also wants to get to know this junior sister; perhaps they can even become friends."

Zi Ling looked over, smiled slightly, and spoke in a tone that seemed as gentle as before.

But Han Li felt a strange chill.

But now that things have come to this, Han Li can no longer refuse.

"Alright, Siyue, go and bring the stone butterfly here."

wrong!

I didn't do anything wrong!

Why can't people know?

Even if you did something bad, so... so...

"Yes."

Wen Siyue glanced at Han Li with some suspicion, then looked at her sect leader.

Seeing that the sect leader did not object, they quickly withdrew.

Once again, only two people remained in the room.

For a moment, no one spoke.

The moment Zi Ling heard Shi Die's voice, she felt a strange unease in her heart. She had never felt this way before, and even in front of those important figures, she only felt oppressed.

Her complexion remained normal, but her purple veil swayed gently.

Han Li quietly sipped his tea.

The two of them just sat there.

until.

"Senior Brother Han!"

A surprised female voice rang out in the room, and a young girl walked in.

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