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

"That's enough!"

A middle-aged man rode a giant silver python, soaring through the air and arriving in an instant.

"Greetings, Master Li!"

All the disciples bowed their heads in reverence.

The newcomer was none other than Li Huayuan, one of the few Core Formation cultivators in Huangfeng Valley.

The giant silver python, over twenty zhang long, was covered in silver scales and hung in the air, making the disciples in the square feel a sense of oppression.

It was his spirit pet, a peak second-tier demon beast, the Silver-Armored Horned Python.

It is said that this giant python is only one step away from entering the third stage, at which point it will transform into a golden dragon, comparable to a Core Formation cultivator.

The disciples looked at the giant silver python with fear in their eyes, mixed with a hint of envy.

Li Huayuan leaped down from the giant python and stood before his Uncle Chen.

"You, you're such a grown man, arguing with a junior. I'm punishing you by making you refine pills in the Pill Hall for three months."

Li Huayuan pointed at Chen Shishu's nose and cursed.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Li, thank you for your magnanimity."

Uncle Chen was no longer as aggressive as before in front of Li Huayuan; instead, he nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

After dealing with Uncle Chen, Li Huayuan turned to look at Han Li.

"You're quite an interesting kid. You can resist the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator while only at the Qi Refining stage."

"Alas, what a pity, his spiritual roots are too poor, even Foundation Establishment is difficult."

Li Huayuan sighed and stopped paying attention to Han Li.

The surrounding disciples, who usually couldn't even get a glimpse of the Core Formation Ancestor, felt a pang of jealousy upon seeing Han Li being praised by Li Huayuan.

But upon hearing that Han Li possessed a pseudo-spiritual root, that trace of envy and jealousy vanished instantly, replaced by mockery and disdain.

"It's that same old rhetoric about the hopelessness of Foundation Establishment again."

Han Li had already heard it several times, and his expression remained unchanged.

"You are all elite disciples of our sect..."

Once all the disciples who had participated in the Crimson Trial had arrived, Sect Leader Zhong Lingdao began his address.

Just as the lecture was reaching its crucial point, the quick-witted Zhong Lingdao noticed the impatience on Li Huayuan's face and hastily ended it.

"All disciples who participate in the Crimson Trial can receive two mid-grade spirit stones and one high-grade magic weapon for free."

"Upon returning from the Crimson Trial, you can also receive a Foundation Establishment Pill unconditionally."

"Now, come forward one by one to receive your spirit stones and magical artifacts!"

Chung Ling Road announced loudly.

Han Li chose a high-grade magic weapon longsword with cyan cloud patterns on it.

"They always do this. Why don't they just send it out earlier? It's such a waste of time."

Li Huayuan said impatiently.

Sect Leader Zhong nodded with a fawning smile.

"Set off!"

The disciples stood on the back of the silver-armored horned python. At Li Huayuan's command, they vanished into the sky with a whoosh.

......

On the back of the horned python.

"You're Han Li?"

Han Li was sitting cross-legged in meditation when a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old walked over.

Her eyebrows and eyes bear a slight resemblance to Chen Qiaoqian.

"My name is Chen Qiaotian, and I am Chen Qiaoqian's older brother."

Chen Qiaotian glanced at Han Li and said.

"This... Senior Brother Chen, what can I do for you?"

Han Li pondered for a moment, then spoke calmly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause you trouble."

Seemingly sensing that something was amiss, Chen Qiaotian quickly spoke up.

"It's my younger sister who asked me to look after you in this forbidden area."

"I don't know why, but she's been cultivating very diligently lately, like a completely different person."

Hearing Chen Qiaotian's words, Han Li felt somewhat gratified.

The two chatted casually.

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The silver-armored horned python was incredibly fast.

Just two days later, Huangfeng Valley and his group arrived at an unnamed, desolate mountain.

The disciples of Huangfeng Valley had only been there a short time.

A streak of light drifted in from the horizon, starlight twinkled, and a long, snow-white ribbon flew in from the sky.

On the snow-white long silk, several cultivators dressed in gray Taoist robes, regardless of gender, all held whisks and had their hair tied in Taoist buns.

"They're from the Qingxu Sect!"

The disciples of Yellow Maple Valley around them began to whisper among themselves.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Li to lead the team to Huangfeng Valley again this time. I am Fuyunzi, greetings."

The leading Taoist priest, dressed in a gray-white robe, with white hair and beard, stood in mid-air holding a whisk, laughing heartily.

"Hmph, if you, this old Taoist priest, can come, why can't I, Li, come?"

Li Huayuan stood with his hands behind his back and said bluntly.

"Of course you can come."

"I found the iron essence that Fellow Daoist Li used last time to be very useful."

Fu Yunzi stroked his long beard, his face beaming with joy.

"How dare you say that! I, Li, have only managed to extract such a tiny piece in the past ten years, and before I even had a chance to use it, it's already gone to you, you old fox!"

Li Huayuan pointed at Fuyunzi's face, his anger blazing, his words filled with resentment.

"Oh dear, Fellow Daoist Li, it's just a small piece of iron essence, don't be so stingy!"

"How about this, let's make another bet. I happen to have a treasure with me, far more valuable than that piece of iron essence!"

"No gambling, I'm not gambling anymore, no matter what. Forget about it!"

Upon hearing the word "gambling," Li Huayuan frowned and quickly turned his head to the side.

"Not willing to gamble? It seems Fellow Daoist Li has rather high standards; you don't even value the Bloodline Flood Dragon's inner core!"

Seeing Li Huayuan's determination to quit gambling, Fu Yunzi took out a perfectly round ball, glanced at it, and pretended to put it back into his storage bag.

"What?! The inner core of the Bloodline Dragon!"

Upon hearing the words "Bloodline Flood Dragon," Li Huayuan disregarded his image and flashed to Fuyunzi's side.

In the latter's hand, he held a white inner core covered in blood streaks, radiating an astonishing aura.

It is the inner core of a fifth-order demon beast, the Bloodline Flood Dragon!

The moment the silver-armored horned python saw the inner core, it couldn't help but become restless.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Li, if your Silver-Armored Horned Python refines this inner core, not only will its cultivation greatly improve, but it's also very likely to break through to the fifth rank!"

Fu Yunzi waved the inner core in front of Li Huayuan.

"How about it? Shall we bet? Let's see which sect's disciples bring out the most medicinal herbs. If you win, I'll hand over the Blood Thread Dragon's inner core."

"If I win, Fellow Daoist Li, just give me two pieces of iron essence."

Fu Yunzi changed the subject and said.

After hearing this, Li Huayuan glanced at the disciples of Huangfeng Valley, then lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

The disciples rarely had the opportunity to interact with Core Formation cultivators, and today they were quite shocked to discover that these high-level cultivators had such a bold and unrestrained temperament.

"Okay, I'll take the bet."

Li Huayuan completely forgot his previous determination to quit gambling and the lessons he had learned from his failures, and agreed.

The inner core of the Iron Wire Dragon was extremely important to him; he had to obtain it.

"Listen up, disciples of Yellow Maple Valley! Whoever gathers the most medicinal herbs this time will become my disciple on a nominal basis! Once they successfully establish their Foundation Establishment, they will become my personal disciple!"

After accepting the bet, Li Huayuan turned around and addressed the disciples of Huangfeng Valley in a loud voice.

"A disciple of the Core Formation Ancestor!?"

Upon hearing this promise, everyone in Huangfeng Valley was filled with excitement.

After all, becoming a disciple of a Core Formation Ancestor would be of great benefit to breaking through to Foundation Establishment or even Core Formation in the future!

Han Li was also intrigued upon hearing this and became somewhat eager to try it out.

But at the same time, I was also worried that the secret of the little green bottle would be discovered.

"Let's play it by ear!"

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Soon, the other five factions arrived.

The most eye-catching sect was the Hidden Moon Sect, whose disciples were more than half female cultivators, each with a beautiful appearance, which quickly attracted the attention of the disciples of the other six sects.

Some disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect even flirted with disciples from other sects.

Han Li, who prided himself on not being a lecherous old man who had amassed countless beauties, glanced at her a few times and then looked away.

I was just about to close my eyes and rest.

Not far away, at the Spirit Beast Mountain encampment, a familiar young woman was waving at him.

The woman, with a joyful expression, was none other than Han Yunzhi.

Han Li smiled and nodded in response.

But all of this was quickly noticed by the middle-aged man beside him. He immediately glared at Han Li and whispered something in Han Yunzhi's ear.

Han Yunzhi's face turned pale upon hearing this. She quickly glanced at Han Li and lowered her head.

Han Li frowned slightly upon seeing this.

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