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

"Senior Han, thank you so much for saving me. I am deeply grateful."

Wang Ning bowed and respectfully greeted Han Li.

It seems that he has completely recovered from the grief of losing his parents.

However, the two were close enough that Han Li could clearly see the sadness in the girl's eyes, though it was deeply hidden.

Even Han Li admired this woman's character.

"It was just a small favor, Miss Wang, please don't worry about it."

Han Li waved his hand and said seriously.

Although Han Li was not the kind of person who would seek revenge for a favor, the fact that he saved the person was indeed a coincidence.

"What are Ms. Wang's plans for the next step?"

Han Li sized up the girl in purple before him.

"My parents died at the hands of the enemy this time, all because of the Extreme Yin Island."

Wang Ning clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Then, Wang Ning took out a purple veil from her storage bag and gently put it on.

"I swear I will not rest until I avenge the murder of my family!"

"From then on, I took Ziyi as my surname and Lingzhu as my given name, and became known as Ziling."

Han Li looked at the girl in front of him with a slight worry.

His parents have died.

Although the Miaoyin Sect is only a medium-sized sect, it is skilled in business and has left behind a huge amount of assets. It is surrounded by wolves, and if the young girl is not careful, she may not even be left with bones.

"The Star Palace has ruled the Chaotic Star Sea for many years. Although there are many internal factions fighting, it values ​​its reputation very much."

"Miss Ziling is currently suffering from the calamity of Jiyin Island. She is being threatened with revenge. This may ensure her safety for the time being, but she must be more cautious and work hard in her cultivation. Perhaps one day she will be able to avenge herself."

The girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and Han Li offered his advice.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will keep it in mind."

"I will never forget the kindness of my predecessors in the future."

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Zi Ling's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately understood Han Li's meaning. She bowed again.

Seeing that Zi Ling was very intelligent, Han Li nodded.

"In that case, let's hurry and leave. If the Extreme Yin Island finds out we've escaped, they'll definitely send people after us."

After Han Li finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Zi Ling's purple eyes trembled, and her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

From the first time she met this senior Han, she felt a sense of familiarity.

"Senior Han, please take care on your journey."

Zi Ling gently touched the exquisite spirit ring on her wrist, and the many thoughts in her mind turned into seven words.

Upon hearing Zi Ling's words, Han Li paused, nodded slightly, but did not turn around.

With a flash of golden sword light, Han Li disappeared into the horizon.

Seeing Han Li's figure disappear from sight, Zi Ling felt a slight sense of loss.

He lightly touched the exquisite spirit ring on his wrist, a flash of purple light appeared, and his figure also disappeared from the spot.

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Half an hour later.

Teleportation array by the sea.

There was silence all around.

Suddenly, several streaks of black light flashed by.

The ugly figure slowly appeared, its face scarred and terrifying.

Behind him followed several Foundation Establishment cultivators from Jiyin Island dressed in black; all of them were in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

"Damn it! They got away!"

Wu Chou's slightly hoarse voice broke the silence.

"Young...Island Master, we...we have failed in our duties, please punish us."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator behind Wu Chou spoke haltingly, his body trembling in mid-air.

"Punishment... Haha, how could I punish you?"

Wu Chou patted a cultivator behind him.

"Thank you, Young Island Master!"

"Thank you, Young Island Master!"

Upon hearing Wu Chou's words, the man's face lit up with joy, and his body instantly relaxed.

"Well......"

But he had only relaxed for a short while when he saw a black light flash by, and his vision instantly reversed.

Isn't that my body?

How could this be...?

Soon, the cultivator felt an intense pain and, before he could react, lost consciousness.

"Hehe, of course I won't punish you, I'm just borrowing your head for a while."

A hoarse voice rang out. The remaining monks felt a chill run down their spines.

But none of them dared to run away.

Because in the eyes of late-stage Core Formation cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators are no different from ants.

"Young Island Master, spare my life! Young Island Master, spare my life..."

The crowd kept begging for mercy.

The smile on Wu Chou's face vanished, replaced by his usual ruthlessness.

"Hurry up and chase after them!"

"Yes."

The remaining cultivators transformed into several streaks of black light and chased after the horizon.

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Two months later.

An unnamed sea area.

The azure sea shimmered with phosphorescence under the sunlight, and the clear blue sky seemed to merge with the sea from a distance.

On a small to medium-sized island, mortals and cultivators are constantly busy.

Occasionally, a flock of waterbirds would fly by, bringing with them bursts of birdsong, making everything seem so beautiful.

Just then, a golden light flashed across the sky, and a golden flying sword flew across the sky at great speed.

This caused a stir among the ordinary people at the dock.

A figure stood on the flying sword.

It was Han Li.

However, Han Li was covered in dust from his journey, and a trace of fatigue flashed across his face.

The sword light gradually slowed down, and Han Li stopped in mid-air, holding a yellowed sea chart in his hand.

Han Li glanced at the sea chart in his hand, then carefully examined the island in front of him.

"Dongxing Island, this must be it."

Han Li muttered to himself.

For the past two months, for some unknown reason, two groups of cultivators from the Extreme Yin Island have been chasing after him.

Moreover, those cultivators were all in the late Foundation Establishment stage!

The first batch was refined by Han Li using the Ice-Flame Spirit Burning Array, where ice and flame heavenly fire arrived simultaneously.

The next group had just caught up with Han Li, but before they could even engage in a battle, they seemed to have received some news and retreated immediately.

Although I don't know what methods those people on Extreme Yin Island used to track me down.

But Han Li didn't have time to think about it.

He hasn't dared to rest at all in the past two months, driving non-stop.

We finally arrived at Dongxing Island.

The reason for choosing this island is that although it is small, it has a formation that leads directly to Tianxing City!

I heard that the island's owner is a female cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage, and she has a close relationship with a Nascent Soul elder from Tianxing City.

"What connection?"

"He's most likely a lover."

Han Li had a sharp eye and immediately saw the relationship between the two.

No, Han Li is narrow-minded.

In reality, it is.

That's what everyone on the island is saying!

Han Ligang arrived in front of the teleportation array.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the teleportation array didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Take a number and wait in line! One hundred spirit stones!"

"Excuse me, fellow Daoist, could you offer me a discount?"

Han Li is no longer the naive young man he used to be; bargaining has become a conditioned reflex for him.

"You still want to haggle!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze sweeping over Han Li.

"Are you related to our island owner?"

"no."

Han Li answered truthfully.

"I knew you weren't! Our island lord is one of the Daoist partners of the Sixth Elder of the Star Palace!"

"This teleportation array was personally ordered to be built by the Sixth Elder; ordinary islands don't have them!"

"Daring to bargain is disrespecting the Sixth Elder!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator had a slightly upturned goatee, his nostrils pointed directly at Han Li, and his voice was very loud, quickly attracting the attention of those around him.

Han Li felt slightly embarrassed being stared at by so many people.

Just as he was about to agree to the goatee monk's request.

A lazy voice suddenly came from the sky, and a delicate little flying boat swept across the sky.

"What's causing this commotion?"

The goatee-bearded monk immediately rose and bowed to the air.

"Reporting to the Island Master, it's nothing much. I just encountered a poor, penniless cultivator who wanted to haggle! He couldn't even afford one hundred spirit stones, yet he wanted a teleportation array made!"

"You poor wretch!"

Taking the opportunity, the goatee beard launched into another tirade against Han Li.

Upon hearing this, the airship slowly descended, and a woman with a graceful and voluptuous figure stepped off.

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