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

one year later.

The eastern sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

Inside the room in Shenshou Valley, a young man of average appearance was sitting cross-legged.

After an unknown amount of time, the man took a deep breath and exhaled two streaks of white light.

"Ninth level of Qi Refining... I've finally achieved it."

That's right, the man was Han Li, and a year had passed since he successfully possessed the body.

During that year, he imitated Mo Juren's handwriting and wrote a letter expressing his desire to return to his hometown, in which he asked to take over as the physician of the Seven Mysteries Sect.

At first, some people did have doubts, after all, as the physician of the Seven Mysteries Sect, it was impossible for Mo Juren to leave without saying goodbye.

Some elders even sent people to verify the authenticity of the news.

Fortunately, Han Li gained the original owner's memories and had a certain foundation in medical skills. In addition, the high-age herbs cultivated by the little green bottle allowed him to cure many diseases.

Until one day, he healed a seriously injured elder, and the doubts completely disappeared. Even the sect leader treated him with great courtesy and did not disturb him easily.

However, even after searching through all of Mo Juren's books and preparing several kinds of pills within the past year, Han Li was still unable to cure the poison of the Demon Silver Hand.

"Mo Juren must have arranged everything long ago. It's unlikely that an antidote will be found in this Divine Hand Valley."

The poison from the Silver Hand did not lessen; in fact, it showed signs of worsening.

"Dr. Han, something terrible has happened! Someone is injured!"

Hearing the shouts from afar, Han Li walked out of the room.

Soon, Han Li saw several people surrounding an injured person.

He had more than ten knife wounds on his body, and had also been hit by a poisoned arrow.

"What happened? How could he be so badly injured?"

After examining the injured disciples, Han Li frowned slightly. Although there were often casualties among the Seven Mysteries Sect disciples on ordinary days, there had been far too many recently, and all of them were seriously injured.

"It was those scoundrels from the Wild Wolf Gang. They robbed the supplies being transported by the sect. Several disciples were killed, and only Senior Brother Zhang escaped back."

Seeing this, Han Li no longer hesitated and began to treat the patient.

"Thank you, Dr. Han."

A moment later, several people carried the bandaged wounded man outside.

"It's time to go to Jiayuan City."

Watching the figures of the group disappear into the distance, Han Li made his decision.

"Before that, let's familiarize ourselves with these spells again."

Han Li opened the tattered copy of "Changchun Gong".

In addition to the cultivation techniques from level one to level nine, there are also several spells attached.

This includes techniques such as the Heavenly Eye Technique, the Wind Control Technique, and the Fireball Technique.

The Heavenly Eye Technique allows one to see things that are normally invisible, such as sensing other cultivators.

The Wind Control Technique, as the name suggests, is the ability to ride the wind and allow cultivators to fly.

Fireballs are one of the main attack methods.

There aren't many people in Shenshou Valley on weekdays, but just to be on the safe side, Han Li didn't use it frequently.

Before going to Jiayuan City, he needed to familiarize himself with the place as much as possible.

......

At night, Han Li packed his valuables and put them in a bundle.

Although cultivators don't use gold and silver, they still kept some in case of emergency.

Besides these, there were various elixirs refined during that year, including the Yellow Dragon Elixir and the Detoxification Elixir.

"What's going on? Since I transmigrated here, why have I become so cautious?"

Looking at everything that had been neatly arranged, Han Li stood there stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly.

"This isn't like me at all. Is it because there are too few female disciples in the Seven Mysteries Sect that they're getting restless?"

"Well, being cautious is a good thing."

"Qu Hun, you're right, aren't you?"

Qu Hun simply stood quietly by the window, looking at Han Li with a comical smile on his face.

Before leaving, Han Li had some things to take care of.

The original owner of this body had an extraordinary relationship with Li Feiyu. After Han Li transmigrated, he tried to minimize his contact with Li Feiyu.

After all, if you get too close, you might be exposed.

Now that I'm about to embark on a long journey, I must at least see him one last time.

Just as Han Li was about to step out of the room, before his feet even touched the ground, he felt the valley swaying slightly.

......

Seven Mysteries Gate, Sunset Peak.

As the residence of the sect leader, it is usually frequented by distinguished guests, but today it is unusually noisy.

In front of the sect leader's hall, two groups of people were facing off.

Jia Tianlong, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, was extremely excited today, his face flushed.

After tonight, his lifelong enemy, the Seven Mysteries Sect, will be completely eliminated. How could he, as the sect leader, not be excited!

Although the process seemed a bit too easy.

Looking at the Seven Mysteries Sect members before him, Jia Tianlong's face revealed a cruel smile, and he roared, "Attack them all! Leave no one alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a barrage of rockets rained down on the Seven Mysteries Sect members.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The shouts of battle echoed through the sky.

The outermost disciples fought back with all their might, many of them with fear on their faces, thinking that they would soon be completely finished.

Sect leader Wang Chujue remained calm.

He gently raised his left hand, and a gray-robed disciple behind him immediately obeyed and retreated.

A few breaths later, the entire Sunset Peak suddenly shook violently, and almost everyone on the summit was about to fall. Only those with profound internal strength were able to barely maintain their balance.

A moment later, Sect Leader Wang raised his left hand again, and Sunset Peak immediately returned to normal.

"Chief Jia, why do you think I led you to Sunset Peak?"

Sect Leader Wang took a step forward and looked directly at Jia Tianlong.

"My Seventh Generation Sect Master Li of the Seven Mysteries Sect is skilled in the art of divination and escape. He has turned the entire mountain into a natural trap. Now, as long as I activate the mechanism, Sunset Peak will immediately collapse and the earth will split open. At that time, we will perish together!"

Upon hearing this, the flush on Jia Tianlong's face instantly faded, leaving only shock and anger. He stared intently into Master Wang's eyes, trying to confirm the truth of the matter.

However, the tremors that just occurred at Sunset Peak were real.

"I spent over ten years bringing the Wild Wolf Gang to Sunset Peak, and you expect me to retreat with just a few words? Impossible! We'd rather perish together!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Jia Tianlong's eyes as he shouted.

He rose from an ordinary citizen to become the leader of a gang with thousands of followers, relying not only on his skill but also on his ruthlessness.

In this world, besides having the skills, you also need to be ruthless!

"Since Chief Jia refuses to yield, let's follow the rules of the martial world and have a duel to the death!"

Sect Leader Wang hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

"If the Seven Mysteries Sect wins, the Wild Wolf Gang must leave immediately and never set foot on the Seven Mysteries Sect's territory again."

Upon hearing that it was a death pact battle, Jia Tianlong was taken aback at first, then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, sure."

"If my Wild Wolf Gang wins, the entire Seven Mysteries Sect must surrender immediately and submit to any punishment they deem fit."

"good!"

When Han Li arrived, the two had just signed the contract.

"Han Li, over here."

Hearing someone call his name, Han Li turned his head to look.

A young man with striking features and a tall, upright figure was waving at him.

This person was none other than Li Feiyu.

"The sect leader is preparing for a death match with Jia, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang. Who knows who will win?"

Li Feiyu whispered in Han Li's ear.

Are you injured?

Han Li noticed the bandages on Li Feiyu's body.

Perhaps influenced by this body, although he was not close to Li Feiyu, he always subconsciously cared about Li Feiyu's health.

Li Feiyu's talent was actually average, and most of his power relied on the Marrow Extraction Pill.

However, prolonged use of this medicine will leave one physically strong but internally weak, ultimately leading to death.

"Ahem, it's nothing..."