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

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"In that case, Mr. Han will go and register first."

Han Li cupped his hands in greeting.

"Alright, I'll be in the stands tomorrow to watch Elder Han display his divine power!"

The coin's expression returned to normal, it smiled, and it returned the greeting.

In his view, there was nothing wrong with Han Li participating in the Demon Suppression Ceremony.

With his peak Foundation Establishment cultivation, top-tier magic artifacts, and expertise in talismans, he was a formidable force.

As long as you don't encounter monsters of level five or higher.

Victory is only a matter of time.

Furthermore, no fifth-order demon beasts have appeared in the Demon Suppression Ceremony for many years.

How could it be such a coincidence?

The coins carried everyone away.

......

Although his cultivation had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, according to the rules of the Demon Suppression Ceremony, Han Li still had to queue outside.

So he walked to the end of the line.

He quietly surveyed his surroundings.

Although Han Li had already been introduced to the currency, he was still interested in many other things in the city.

E.g.

The formations inscribed on the giant arena.

This is a colossal array, with its patterns painted throughout the entire arena, including the central Demon-Suppressing Platform...

Half an hour later.

Han Li increasingly felt that the ingenuity of this great formation was something he could only grasp superficially with his current level of formation mastery.

now.

The queue has been shortened by more than half, and it will soon be Han Li's turn.

Han Li was about to step forward and fill the empty space.

Just then.

He seemed to sense something and subconsciously looked to his side.

A magical palanquin, suspended in mid-air, flew right past Han Li's eyes.

Several Foundation Establishment stage cultivators followed them.

Six law enforcement monks dressed in the Star Palace uniform stood on either side of the long palanquin, making quite a grand entrance.

The sedan chair was elegant and exquisite, covered all around by purple gauze, which fluttered in the breeze.

A young girl's face was revealed.

The girl was only eleven or twelve years old, dressed in purple, with a delicate, jade-like face and bright, lively purple eyes. Although she was young and not yet fully grown up, her stunning beauty was undeniable.

What a beauty!

At this moment, the girl in purple seemed to have noticed something as well. She turned her head to look outside the purple veil and happened to meet Han Li's gaze.

Their eyes met, and they both froze.

Although Han Li wasn't some seasoned womanizer who had seen countless men, he couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment.

The girl in purple felt her cheeks flush slightly under Han Li's direct gaze. She pouted unhappily, turned her head and pretended to talk to the beautiful woman in purple next to her, but couldn't help but steal another glance at Han Li.

The surrounding area was bustling with noise, but the two seemed to be frozen in that moment.

"Ning'er, what's wrong?"

A mature woman's voice rang in the girl's ear, and the girl's body stiffened slightly upon hearing it.

A blush unconsciously rose to her cheeks.

"It's nothing."

The girl in purple lowered her head shyly.

For some reason, the man in front of her had a sense of déjà vu. Although his appearance was not outstanding, she was momentarily stunned.

The girl subconsciously touched the delicate colorful ring on her fair wrist.

Time flies.

The sedan chair disappeared from sight.

"Hey, are you going to sign up or not? If not, get out of here, there are other people waiting!"

Han Li heard an urging voice in his ear.

"Oh, I'll sign up."

Han Li touched his forehead, looked away, and began registering.

After a while.

A wooden token appeared in his hand, its surface smooth and emitting a faint spiritual energy fluctuation.

But at this moment, Han Li's mind was completely elsewhere, not on the token.

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but whenever Han Li saw the girl, the face of an old friend would always appear in his mind.

As his memories faded, Han Li recalled the thin mist of that year, and the woman in the mist, her soft and gentle voice still echoing in his ears.

"Caihuan, I wonder if you've been well since I left? Decades have passed; I imagine you're long gone..."

"Why."

Han Li's figure disappeared, leaving only a long sigh.

.......

Day two.

The Demon-Suppressing Ceremony begins.

Han Li arrived at the huge circular building on time, the Star Palace's flag fluttering in the wind.

The stands were already filled with monks.

Compared to yesterday's festive atmosphere, there was a more somber and desolate feeling in the air.

Han Li slowly walked into the prepared stone chamber.

Inside the spacious stone chamber, the jade stones inlaid on the walls emitted a faint fluorescent glow.

All around, several torches leaned quietly against the walls, their flames flickering. They seemed to be fueled by some kind of demonic beast, for their light never went out.

Inside the stone room, there were five or six wooden tables.

A few scattered groups of people were already sitting there.

The stone door opened, and the sounds of conversation instantly ceased as everyone looked outside.

Han Li remained expressionless as he scanned the room.

One late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, three mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, three early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, and several Qi Refining cultivators.

Under the divine sense of those nearing the early stage of Core Formation, their cultivation levels were completely exposed.

Han Li found an empty wooden table and sat down, showing no interest in starting a conversation.

Before entering, he had already concealed his cultivation level to the early stage of Foundation Establishment, making him inconspicuous.

Beside the bald cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage sat a woman in the early Foundation Establishment stage.

She was dressed in red, and although her appearance was average, she had a good figure with a prominent bust and buttocks.

The bald monk gave the woman in red a wink, and she immediately understood.

She swayed her shapely hips as she approached Han Li.

"Brother, my surname is Su, and everyone calls me Third Sister. Now that we've been assigned to the same group as you, why don't we divide the work and plan things out?"

As Su Sanmei approached, a sweet and cloying fragrance wafted over and entered Han Li's nostrils.

boom!

Han Li slammed his hand on the wooden table, making a dull thud.

Su Sanmei's body trembled.

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I am used to working alone and am not comfortable with cooperating with others."

Han Li said coldly, waving his hand.

Seeing Han Li's indifferent expression, Su Sanmei's face flashed with displeasure.

"snort!"

"You! We kindly invited you to join us in fighting the monsters, and what's with the attitude you give us!"

Han Li did not answer this question, but poured himself a cup of tea.

At this moment, the bald monk spoke:

"Alright, Third Sister, come back. Since this fellow Daoist is unwilling to stand with us, there's no need to force him!"

Su Sanmei glared at Han Li and sat back down in her original seat.

"Hmph! He won't listen to reason, so he'll have to suffer the consequences! I'll teach him a lesson during the beast fight later!"

Su Sanmei transmitted her voice to the cultivators beside her, glancing at Han Li with a hint of resentment.

But every word of these voices reached Han Li's ears.

Han Li chuckled inwardly upon hearing this.

It's not certain who looks better!

......

About half an hour later.

A slightly urgent, high-pitched cry followed.

The door to the prepared stone chamber slowly opened.

"Sixth group, get ready to go."

The group of people in the stone chamber exchanged glances and then left in batches, with Han Li following at the very back of the group at a leisurely pace.

After passing through a dark corridor, a flash of white light appeared before my eyes, and the space suddenly opened up.

Han Li and his companions walked to the center of the Demon-Suppressing Platform in the Beast Arena, where they were surrounded by spectators who stared intently at them.

To the north of the Demon-Suppressing Platform, there is a high platform.

At the very center of the high platform sat two groups of cultivators dressed in fine robes.

The first row was filled with cultivators at the Core Formation stage!

Among them, a small, purple figure caught Han Li's attention.

He was sitting on the far left of the first row.

There were also two Core Formation cultivators, a man and a woman, sitting next to him.

"It's her!"