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

The contract was signed quickly.

The man representing the Seven Mysteries Sect was a middle-aged man in gray robes, with a cold face and two long swords strapped to his back.

At first glance, this person looks only thirty or forty years old, but upon closer inspection, one can see the weathered air of someone in their seventies or eighties between their brows.

"It's Uncle Gu, Elder Ma's master, and the legendary number one martial artist in the Seven Mysteries Sect for the past hundred years!"

"I never expected him to still be alive."

When Master Wang saw this person, he was very respectful and said, "Uncle-Master, at this critical moment of life and death, the honor and disgrace of our sect depend on you."

Uncle Gu nodded slightly and walked forward without saying a word.

Seeing this, Jia Tianlong smiled and bowed to give way.

A figure slowly emerged from behind him, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a three-foot-tall dwarf.

"Who is this short man?"

"Is the Wild Wolf Gang out of people? Why would they send a short guy?"

"Could this person possess some extraordinary talent?"

Seeing this, the members of the Seven Mysteries Sect began to discuss among themselves.

When Uncle Gu saw that the person who came was a short man, he was slightly suspicious, but he did not look down on him.

The world is vast and full of wonders; this person may very well be a master.

Thinking of this, Uncle Gu no longer hesitated, drew his twin swords, and appeared in front of the dwarf in a flash, slashing at him with his twin swords.

"Foolish mortals."

The dwarf revealed a strange smile, made a hand seal with one hand, and chanted incantations. In a moment, a golden light shield enveloped him.

"when"

The twin swords struck the light shield, and a metallic clang echoed throughout the arena.

"What is this?"

"Could it be an immortal?"

Uncle Gu felt a sharp pain in his hand, and the knife almost slipped from his grasp.

Not far away, a barely perceptible light flashed in Han Li's eyes. He saw a faint white aura emanating from the dwarf.

"As expected of a cultivator, but their cultivation level is too weak, only at the third level of Qi Refining."

According to the "Changchun Gong", the first to third levels are the early stage of Qi cultivation, the fourth to sixth levels are the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and the seventh level and above are the late stage of Qi cultivation.

However, those in the early stages of Qi cultivation have no chance of winning against those in the later stages.

Although Uncle Gu was shocked when he saw the Golden Bell Shield, he remained calm.

He gripped his twin swords tightly, lightly tapped his right foot, and charged forward again. His movements were exceptionally swift, much faster than before, leaving only afterimages in his wake.

"Clang, clang, clang."

After several clear sounds, the sword technique, though seemingly fierce, was actually a golden bell shield.

Seeing this, the dwarf was very pleased with himself:

"With your mortal martial arts skills, you think you can break my Golden Light Master's magic? Wishful thinking!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Jin Guang Shangren immediately clenched his right fist, and the surface of the Golden Bell Shield rippled with golden light. The moment it touched Uncle Gu, it sent him flying.

Master Wang's expression was solemn.

If Uncle Gu is also defeated, the Seven Mysteries Sect will be in danger.

Han Li looked at the situation before him and shook his head slightly. Although he was only at the third level of Qi Refining, he was not someone that a mere mortal like Uncle Gu could shake. It seemed that there was no way to break the deadlock.

After several unsuccessful attacks, Uncle Gu stood still with his hands hanging down.

A moment later, he opened his mouth and let out a long roar, which sounded like a dragon's cry, powerful and long. His arms bulged exaggeratedly with the roar, becoming more than twice as thick as before, and his chest bulged high, making his whole body look thicker.

He immediately swung his sword forward, and to everyone's astonishment, a ten-foot-long, dark blue sword light shot out of his body and towards the Golden Bell Shield, raising clouds of dust the moment it struck.

"This is... true qi being released externally?" Han Li was shocked.

Even a master like Mo Juren cannot release his true energy. This Uncle Gu must have reached the realm of a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, and he must be ranked among the top in Xu Kingdom, right?

Master Wang looked excitedly at the cloud of smoke, trying to see what was inside.

However, when the smoke cleared, everyone discovered that the light shield had only dented a large area, and the Golden Light Master was still unharmed.

"I had intended to spare your life, but I never expected you to be so overconfident. Today, I will unleash my killing spree!"

Master Jin Guang was enraged.

After speaking, he removed the Golden Bell Shield, revealing a golden talisman in his hand. With a gentle tap, the talisman instantly transformed into a golden flying sword.

"go!"

The flying sword suddenly shot towards Uncle Gu with extraordinary speed.

"drink!"

Uncle Gu unleashed another dark blue blade of light, but this time it was easily shattered by the flying sword.

"This is truly divine intervention!"

"Does that mean our Seven Mysteries Sect is doomed?"

Among the Seven Mysteries Sect members, some actually began to slowly retreat.

Han Li glanced at the man, but remained standing in the same spot.

Seeing that the flying sword easily shattered the blade's light, Uncle Gu turned and ran.

His movements were used to the fullest extent, and his figure constantly changed.

The flying sword was faster than him, catching up with him in the blink of an eye, and was about to pierce through his chest.

Just then, an ordinary-looking young man leaped out from the crowd and stood in the path that the flying sword was bound to take.

With a gentle pinch of his two fingers, the flying sword became immobile, transforming into a pale golden talisman, its light dimming slightly.

"That's... Doctor Han?"

"Could he also be a cultivator?"

People around whispered among themselves.

Sect Master Wang was overjoyed to see this. Although he did not know when Han Li had become a Celestial Master, he thought that since Han Li had saved Uncle Gu, he would not do anything detrimental to the Seven Mysteries Sect.

When Jin Guang Shangren saw that Han Li controlled the flying sword talisman so easily, he knew something was wrong.

A moment later, a fawning expression appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, I am a member of the Ye family of Qinye Ridge. Why are you helping these mortals? Why not just stop here? The Wild Wolf Gang will surely send you a generous gift."

Han Li remained calm upon hearing this: "A generous gift? In that case, I shall accept it without hesitation. May I ask if Fellow Daoist Jin Guang has any other cultivators in his family? I have been cultivating alone for many years, and I feel quite lonely."

Seeing that Han Li's expression was kind and unlike that of an evil cultivator, Jin Guang Shangren relaxed his guard and removed his Golden Bell Shield: "To be honest, my Ye family has always been a single lineage, and now, I am the only cultivator left."

"Oh? Only one fellow Daoist? Then I beg you... to die."

"What?! Fellow Daoist, you!"

Master Jin Guang thought he had misheard, but quickly realized what he meant and said in a panic, "Fellow Daoist, please wait! Although I have no relatives, I have many friends. Please don't..."

"boom."

Before he could finish speaking, a fireball came hurtling towards him.

At this moment, Venerable Jin Guang had no time to release his light shield and instantly turned into ashes.

"With so many friends, we can't keep you here any longer."

Han Li looked at the ashes that Jin Guang Shangren had turned into and forced himself to remain calm.

He had little experience in killing, and didn't even want to kill.

It must be said that Mo Juren taught him a lot.

Han Li's chest heaved as the bluestone bricks beneath his feet melted and turned into lava.

Fireball, a low-level spell, was far more powerful than he had expected.

Amidst the ashes, a token gleamed, completely undamaged.

The token is quite ancient, with the words "Ascension to Immortality" written in ancient script on the front and the word "Order" and a valley pattern on the back.

"Even the stone bricks were melted by the fire, yet this token remains completely undamaged. Could it be a treasure?"

After calming himself down, Han Li put away the token and flying sword talisman, and turned to look at Jia Tianlong.

Jia Tianlong was covered in cold sweat; the death of Master Jinguang had dealt him a heavy blow.

"Jia Tianlong, I despise those who bully the weak more than anything else. I'll give you three breaths. If you retreat now, I'll let bygones be bygones."

Han Li said in a deep voice.

"Retreat...retreat? Wishful thinking! I've given everything for this day; if I don't succeed today, I'll die trying!"

"Men, he's all alone. Kill him, and you'll be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"

Jia Tianlong subtly wiped away his cold sweat, the fear in his eyes gradually disappearing, leaving only madness.

Without cultivators, Jia Tianlong might have been a powerful and ruthless figure, but...

Seeing Jia Tianlong's unwavering stance, Han Li remained expressionless and unleashed a fireball spell.

...

That night, the Seven Mysteries Sect was engulfed in a bloody storm, and the Wild Wolf Gang was wiped out from the world.