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

With Jia Tianlong dead, the Wild Wolf Gang was leaderless and quickly surrendered.

Upon learning that Han Li was a cultivator, the members of the Seven Mysteries Sect reacted in various ways: some were envious, some were jealous, and most were afraid.

Han Li took in all of this.

How ridiculous! I clearly saved the Seven Mysteries Sect, yet they became afraid. Perhaps this is the price of cultivating immortality?

...

On the outer mountain, two young men stood atop the mountain, gazing at the bright, clear moon.

The moonlight shone on the mountaintop, turning everything around it white.

The two of them, in perfect unison, remained silent.

"What? Brother Li, you don't recognize me as your brother anymore?"

After a moment, Han Li spoke first, smiling.

Seeing that Han Li's tone and expression were no different from before, Li Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "With an immortal in front of me, I, Li, am just a mortal. How dare I be presumptuous?"

"Don't tease me, I'm leaving tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Li Feiyu's expression froze: "Han Li, you don't need to care about what others think. You saved all of us. In my eyes, you will always be my brother."

Hearing Li Feiyu's words, Han Li was somewhat moved. Although he was not the original owner of this body, his feelings were genuine.

Han Li patted Li Feiyu on the shoulder: "Thank you, Brother Li. I have already made a decision on this matter. I have already reached an agreement with Sect Leader Wang. You will become the head of the Outer Blade Hall. It should not be difficult for you to marry Miss Xiu'er. I wish you a son soon."

Although the atmosphere was somewhat somber, Li Feiyu couldn't help but feel excited when it came to marrying Xiu'er.

"It's too early to talk about having children now; it's still uncertain whether Xiu'er will agree."

"Oh, right, here are some pills to strengthen the body and nourish the vital energy, as well as some silver notes I've saved up over the years. I'll give them all to Brother Li. Please take good care of my parents."

Li Feiyu stiffly accepted the package, then lowered her head and remained silent for a while.

He was about to speak, but Han Li was nowhere to be seen.

"Take care, brother. Go out and see the world. I'll take good care of your family."

Not far away, Han Li, who was using the Wind Control Technique, heard these words and a faint smile appeared on his face.

...

The day after Han Li left, the Battle of Sunset Peak evolved into several versions, the most outrageous of which was that Li Feiyu's father was a cultivator, otherwise why would Sect Master Wang value him so much.

Although the news was strictly suppressed, it quickly spread throughout the region.

Three days later, Sect Master Wang suddenly announced that he had accepted Li Feiyu as his last disciple and appointed him as the head of the Outer Blade Hall, from which time he showed him great favor.

Six months later, Li Feiyu married Xiu'er in a grand wedding.

Thirteen years later, Wang Chujue passed away, and Li Feiyu succeeded him as the sect leader of the Seven Mysteries Sect. From then on, the Li and Han families became close friends.

......

On the official road of Yue, a carriage was speeding eastward.

Two young men were sitting inside the carriage.

One of the men was dressed simply and had an ordinary appearance; he was Han Li.

At this moment, Han Li was playing with the ancient token he had obtained from the Golden Light Master.

Over the past few days, he tried countless methods, including firing several fireballs, but the token remained unchanged.

"Never mind, we'll look into it later."

Listening to the creaking of the carriage wheels, Han Li's thoughts drifted away.

If there were anyone in this world he cared about, besides Li Feiyu, it would be his so-called "family".

Perhaps because he was inhabiting his own body, Han Li always cared about his parents and younger sister whom he had never met.

After all, they've given you their body, so it's only right and proper for you to go and see them.

"Fine, Han Li, consider it a debt you owe me."

Qu Hun sat cross-legged to the side, expressionless, like an old monk in deep meditation.

A few days later, the carriage stopped in front of a small mountain village.

Han Li walked along the dirt road and finally saw that familiar yet unfamiliar place.

He couldn't help but want to get a little closer.

After entering the Qi Refining stage, his five senses were greatly enhanced, and he could clearly distinguish objects and sounds dozens of meters away.

So as soon as he approached the village, he heard joyful music.

Han Li seemed to have a premonition: "Could it be...?"

Sure enough, when Han Li entered the house, he saw a young girl wearing a red wedding dress.

The girl was pretty, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and had a shy expression.

That must be my younger sister. But my younger sister is so beautiful, how come I look so plain?

Han Li frowned slightly.

"Could they have been switched at birth when they went to the hospital?"

It wasn't until he saw his parents from his memories that Han Li was certain he hadn't made a mistake.

However, my parents aged faster than I expected; they were already hunched over and their hair was completely white.

Although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, Han Li's eyes were still a little moist.

At that moment, the parents and younger sister seemed to sense something and turned to look at the door at the same time, where they immediately saw that familiar figure.

"Is that you, you simpleton?"

"Brother, is that really you?"

Unlike her parents' restraint, the younger sister couldn't help but rush up and hug Han Li tightly the moment she saw him.

"Who is this?"

"Could it be her daughter's boyfriend?"

"Shh! Don't you dare talk nonsense. His son works in the Seven Mysteries Sect. Do you want to die?"

"No wonder! So that explains why she married a scholar and became his principal wife!"

Looking at his "little sister" in his arms, Han Li hesitated for a moment before finally raising his hand and gently patting her back.

Looking at his younger sister's fair skin and smooth hair, Han Li knew that she had been doing quite well these past two years.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

The younger sister's tears fell on Han Li's chest, soaking his clothes.

Immediately afterwards, she grasped Han Li's hand tightly and found the red rope.

"You're still wearing it. After all these years, I thought you'd forgotten me."

Han Li gently wiped away the tears from his younger sister's eyes: "Of course not, this was a gift from my little sister, how could I forget?"

"Sweetie, I'm back now, aren't I? Today is your big day, it won't be good if you cry your face, be good."

Seeing that Han Li seemed the same as before, the little girl stopped crying and smiled, nodding: "Yes, brother, you won't leave again this time, right?"

Han Li quietly looked at the girl in front of him, stroking her hair, which was much longer than he remembered.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's get in the sedan chair quickly."

After glancing at Han Li one last time, the girl covered her head with the red veil and slowly walked into the sedan chair.

Beside the sedan chair stood a scholar riding a large horse, wearing a red flower on his chest.

He was initially a little angry when he saw the girl hugging Han Li, but after a servant said something to him, his face lit up with a smile again, and he dismounted and bowed to Han Li.

Han Li merely nodded in acknowledgment, but he was not annoyed.

"He seems to be a magnanimous person who wouldn't bully a younger sister."

As the bride rode away in her sedan chair, a burst of firecrackers followed, and all the guests dispersed.

Only Han Li and the original owner's parents remained in the courtyard.

After a long while, Han Li knelt down before his parents: "Father, Mother, I'm late."

Seeing Han Li kneel down, the two elders quickly helped him up, saying, "Hey, what are you doing? Come in here."

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook you some dishes."

"Mother, no need, I've already eaten."

"I've finally come home, how can I not have a good meal?"

After saying that, Han Li's mother busied herself in the kitchen.

Han Li wanted to help, but he really didn't know how to cook, so he just chatted with his father at the table.

When talking about the various interesting stories of the Seven Mysteries Sect, only good news was reported and not bad news was reported, which made the old man nod repeatedly.

"The braised pork ribs are ready!"

"Come on, let's have a good drink together today..."

Silent all night.

...

The next morning, before dawn, the two elders got up and found that Han Li's room was already empty.

Besides a handwritten letter on the table, Han Li also left behind several hundred taels of silver and two bottles of pills.

Meanwhile, at the younger sister's husband's house, although servants patrolled day and night, a small box appeared in front of the door at some unknown time.

The most valuable item in the box was a gold lock strung with a red string.

This red string was once a gift from my younger sister to Han Li, and now it has been returned to its rightful owner.

Looking at the gold lock, the younger sister seemed to realize something. She gripped the gold lock tightly and lay in the scholar's arms, sobbing incessantly.

"elder brother..."

The scholar was quite kind; he gently comforted her.

On the rooftop, Han Li looked at all of this and sighed.

"This journey is long and arduous, Father, Mother, Little Sister, may we meet again someday."

......

Not long after Han Li left, the Seven Mysteries Sect sent disciples to guard the Han family, providing them with monthly allowances and protecting them day and night.

Thirty years later, the two elders fell seriously ill one after the other. Although they were given medicine to save them, they had overexerted themselves in their early years and could not be saved. They passed away at home one after the other.

Han Xiaomei gave birth to one son and two daughters. The couple had a very good relationship and she never took a concubine. She passed away at the age of 101.

From then on, the cultivation world gained a cultivator surnamed Han.