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

"It's so hot."

A faint fragrance of a woman wafted from behind.

Chen Qiaoqian let out a groan, her hands groping around in front of Han Li, and finally seemed to find the right direction, reaching towards his crotch.

"Senior Sister Chen."

Han Li quickly grabbed Chen Qiaoqian's hand and used a lot of force to barely push her away.

As soon as Han Li turned around, he noticed that the wound on his shoulder was oozing bright red blood.

Only then did he realize that he had accidentally injured her when he ambushed Lu Yunfeng earlier.

"We need to bandage it up quickly."

Han Li quickly cleaned the wound, tore off a strip of cloth from his body, and bandaged it.

The wound stopped bleeding.

Han Li then took out a pale green pill and held it to the woman's lips.

As his fingertips approached her almond-shaped lips, the moist and smooth sensation made Chen Qiaoqian subconsciously lick the pill and suck on his fingers.

Only then did Han Li take a closer look at the woman's beautiful face.

At this moment, Chen Qiaoqian was barely clothed. Her round, full breasts and playful, slightly protruding navel were all exposed to Han Li's eyes, except for the remaining clothing covering her private parts.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, the woman's originally fair skin turned into an alluring pink.

After seeing it, Han Li felt his mouth dry and his blood boil.

Fortunately, a sliver of clarity remained in Han Li's eyes.

He reluctantly looked away.

"Fine, it's my fault for owing you."

After hesitating for a moment, Han Li opened Chen Qiaoqian's storage bag and put one of the Foundation Establishment Pills back in.

Just then, the effects of the Hehuan Powder reached their peak, and Chen Qiaoqian hugged Han Li again.

Her slender, jade-like legs locked around Han Li's waist, and her pink, smooth lips pressed against his. The intense and unique fragrance of the woman filled his nostrils, and Han Li's mind went completely blank for a moment.

He instinctively embraced her naked body, his large hands roughly caressing her, feeling a silky smooth touch.

Han Li's large hand seemed to have touched a sensitive spot, and Chen Qiaoqian's body trembled as she awkwardly began to respond.

"Don't go..."

The woman's moans reached his ears again, her warm breath hitting Han Li's chest.

Han Li, having been abstinent from women for several years, completely lost his last shred of reason.

The cool energy in his dantian finally subsided.

......

Early the next morning.

The sound of birdsong filled my ears.

Han Li woke up groggily, rubbed his dizzy forehead, and gradually remembered what had happened last night.

"I never expected that she would still be..."

It was so absurd that Han Li had lost count of how many times it had happened.

The silky smooth touch returned to Han Li's fingertips, and he looked down.

Chen Qiaoqian was lying quietly in his arms, emanating a faint fragrance, and there seemed to be a trace of fatigue between her brows.

Han Li shifted slightly, pondering what to do, but unexpectedly woke Chen Qiaoqian up as well.

"what!"

Senior Sister Chen exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly picked up the pieces of clothing from the ground, but they could only barely cover her vital parts.

Instead, it adds a touch of subtle, alluring beauty.

The two exchanged a glance, and she quickly lowered her head.

A blush appeared on her face.

The two sat there in silence, the campfire beside them long since extinguished after burning all night.

Unlike other aphrodisiacs, Hehuan Powder has the effect of making people confused and delirious, and after waking up, it will make people forget some of their previous memories.

But Chen Qiaoqian vaguely remembered that what happened last night could not be blamed on Han Li.

"If it weren't for him, I might already be..."

A moment later, Chen Qiaoqian stopped trying to hide it from Han Li and started putting on her clothes right in front of him.

Looking at the incredibly familiar body, Han Li reacted once again.

This, of course, did not escape Chen Qiaoqian's eyes.

"Junior Brother Han, are you planning to just sit here like this?"

Whether it was the flush from her first sexual experience or shyness, Chen Qiaoqian's cheeks were rosy as she looked straight at Han Li and spoke.

Since Chen Qiaoqian isn't afraid, Han Li is even less likely to be shy.

She stood up confidently and began to get dressed.

The two stood in the woods, silently looking at each other.

"About last night..."

Han Li spoke first.

Senior Sister Chen wasn't acting voluntarily. Although he saved her from Lu Yunfeng, he ultimately benefited from the situation.

Han Li hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Qiaoqian walked up to Han Li and kissed him again with her soft lips.

Han Li froze on the spot for a moment, then gently embraced the woman in his arms.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

"Junior Brother Han, shall we become Daoist partners?"

Chen Qiaoqian's cheeks flushed as she looked tenderly into Han Li's eyes.

Han Li did not answer immediately.

He looked at Chen Qiaoqian's beautiful face, which appeared even more radiant after a night of passion.

Not far away, fallen leaves drifted in the wind.

"Junior Brother Han, my marriage to Lu Yunfeng is merely an arrangement by my family; there is nothing between us..."

Seeing Han Li's silence and pale lips, Chen Qiaoqian subconsciously clenched her fists.

"Senior Sister Chen, a life of holding hands and growing old together might not be a bad choice."

Han Li relaxed his arms and walked to the side. A fallen leaf drifted into his hand; it was entirely green and seemed out of place to be falling at this time.

Hearing Han Li's words, Chen Qiaoqian looked at him with hope and took a step closer.

"But... sigh..."

Han Li loosened the fallen leaves, and the emerald green leaves were blown up by the wind again, letting out a long sigh.

"Senior Sister Chen, the path of cultivation is long and arduous. Those in the Qi Refining stage are weak, like withered leaves in the wind, mere ants. A mere hundred years is but a fleeting moment, and they will eventually return to dust. How dare you presume to speak of a cultivation partner?"

"If misfortune befalls us one day, and we are separated by death, how heartbreaking and lonely that would be?"

As Han Li finished speaking, Chen Qiaoqian's brows furrowed slightly.

Indeed, on the path of cultivation, one either progresses or regresses; countless vows of eternal love vanish with the passing of lovers.

Chen Qiaoqian followed Han Li's gaze and saw two emerald green leaves swirling in the air, constantly approaching and then separating, the distance between them growing ever greater.

"I never expected Junior Brother Han to be so devoted to the Dao. It seems that I looked down on you."

Chen Qiaoqian saw Han Li's sincerity, and her pale lips regained some color.

Only then did she notice that Han Li's cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage, while she herself was only at the Qi Refining Twelfth Level.

In just three years, he has cultivated to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. It seems that Junior Brother Han must have had some special opportunities.

"Alright, since Junior Brother Han's Dao heart is so firm, I, as his senior sister, must not fall behind."

Han Li's words struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

"Let's have a competition to see who can establish their foundation first!"

Chen Qiaoqian's gentle yet somewhat heroic face now showed a touch of carefree spirit.

Born into a family, she was betrothed at birth, and her seemingly brilliant life was always shrouded in a thin mist.

Now, a gentle breeze has blown by, and the thin mist has finally dissipated!

Looking at Chen Qiaoqian with some surprise, Han Li noticed that although her appearance hadn't changed, she was even more radiant, which caught his eye.

"Okay. It's a deal!"

Han Li raised his hand and tidied Chen Shijie's slightly messy hair. The two smiled at each other.

In the air, two emerald green leaves approached each other again.

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