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

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"And they call themselves some important figure from the Star Palace? Just like Elder Zhao, they look at people with such disrespect!"

The girl paced back and forth in the room, looking very anxious.

In front of her, on the bed, sat a woman of exceptional beauty, her legs crossed.

She wore a long purple dress, her skin was fair and smooth like solidified cream, and her black hair was loose over her shoulders, as if she were untouched by the world.

Every detail on her face was so perfect; even with a purple veil covering her face, her stunning beauty was still undeniable.

Even the tiny beauty mark under her left eye is perfectly placed.

Nothing can be changed.

However, there seemed to be a faint trace of sorrow between her brows.

This person was none other than Zi Ling, the sect leader of the Miaoyin Sect.

He exuded the cultivation level of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and was only a step away from the late-Foundation Establishment stage.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Zi Ling frowned slightly but did not open her eyes.

Since taking over the Miaoyin Sect, she has come to realize how difficult it is to manage an entire sect with such limited cultivation.

Outside the door, wolves lurked, while inside, Zhao Zheng plundered and seized everything by force.

Zi Ling walked on thin ice with every step.

Many people are waiting, waiting for her to make a mistake, and then devour the entire Miaoyin Sect.

She lost both her parents at a young age and has finally made it to this day; how could she not want to rebel?!

pity.

The time is not right.

"Oh dear, miss, please say something! You're driving me crazy with impatience!"

"I really don't understand why Miss would tolerate Elder Zhao and Left Envoy Fan. Recently, a whole ship of supplies was robbed again."

The girl behind Zi Ling became somewhat anxious when she saw that Zi Ling was not speaking.

"Siyue, Elder Zhao and Left Envoy Fan have done a great job in saving most of the merchant ships."

At this moment, Zi Ling opened her eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and a clear and melodious voice came out, but her tone carried a hint of superior authority.

So many years have passed, and she has grown a lot.

The girl behind her was named Wen Siyue. She was an orphan girl that Ziling discovered when she went to investigate after the battle on Kuixing Island was over. Ziling took pity on her and took her into the Miaoyin Sect. Now she has become her confidante.

However, Wen Siyue is still naive. Although she has made some progress, she is completely ignorant of power struggles.

"Yes, Miss."

Although Wen Siyue strongly disagreed, she still agreed.

But he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Miss, I really don't understand why you are so biased towards them, especially Elder Zhao."

Zi Ling did not respond and slowly closed her eyes.

Over the years, Zhao Zheng has used trickery, coercion, and enticement to seize and even abduct several female disciples from the sect.

She wanted to get rid of him more than anyone else!

But when she thought of Zhao Zheng, who was a special envoy of the Star Palace and had reached the Core Formation stage, Zi Ling felt powerless.

We have to wait for a chance.

I wish someone could help me.

Upon realizing this, Zi Ling seemed to have thought of something, and a figure appeared in her mind. Behind the purple veil, a faint smile appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

"By the way, Siyue, what's the name of that newly arrived Star Palace envoy?"

For some reason, Zi Ling sensed something and subconsciously asked a question.

"His name seems to be Han... Han Li."

Wen Siyue pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Han Li!? Are you sure you didn't hear me wrong?"

Upon hearing those two words, Zi Ling instantly opened her eyes, her purple pupils filled with disbelief, and for a moment, her breath caught in her throat.

He lost his composure slightly.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Wen Siyue was very puzzled by her young mistress's appearance.

Zi Ling's chest rose and fell slightly.

Could it really be him?

Could it be someone with the same name?

Zi Ling was intelligent and had been in charge of the sect's affairs for many years.

She took a few deep breaths and quickly calmed herself down.

Whether it is true or not, she wants to go and see.

"Siyue, come with me."

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flashed as she gave the order.

"Miss, what do you want...?"

Wen Siyue was somewhat puzzled

"Since the Star Palace envoy has come, as the sect leader, I have no choice but to meet him."

"Yes, Miss!"

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the other side.

"Elder Han, what is your decision?"

Zhao Zheng gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, a smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Han Li.

If he were to escort the enemy alone, he might not be a match for the leader of the Fallen Dragon Gang.

After all, that person had just formed his core, and was able to kill a cultivator of the same level without any magic weapon.

Although there may be some exaggeration involved, the facts are the facts and should not be taken lightly.

Zhao Zheng was unwilling to use his connections simply because of the Fallen Dragon Gang Leader.

"Okay, Han agrees."

Han Li hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

In name, Xinggong sent him to serve as an elder, and in principle he could not refuse.

However, caution is still advised, as it remains to be seen whether there is any foul play involved.

"However, Han has one condition."

Han Li paused, then added.

"What are the conditions?"

Fan Jingmei asked.

"Han has only recently achieved the Core Formation stage and needs some time to prepare."

Han Li remained calm and spoke slowly.

"I thought there were some conditions involved. Don't worry, I, Zhao, will certainly not let Elder Han put himself in danger! Once this matter is over, the Miaoyin Sect will definitely give Elder Han a generous reward."

"Don't you think so, Left Envoy Fan?"

Zhao Zheng looked at Fan Jingmei.

He had made his decision to give some of the benefits within the sect to Han Li.

When the two of them join forces, the entire Miaoyin Sect will be theirs for the taking!

"Of course~ Elder Zhao, even if you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have treated Elder Han unfairly."

Fan Jingmei gave a wink to the young female cultivator in Han Li's arms.

Seeing this, she hugged Han Li's left arm, and her two soft breasts pressed against him, making Han Li's heart flutter.

"Elder Han, have another drink!"

"Haha, okay."

Han Li grinned and did not refuse.

Seeing this, Zhao Zheng was very satisfied.

Just as I was about to say something.

Just then.

A female disciple hurriedly entered from outside the door.

"Elder Zhao, Left Envoy Fan, the Sect Master has arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, both Zhao Zheng and Fan Jingmei were stunned.

"Sect Master Ziling, what is she doing here?!"

"You never come even after being invited so many times, why are you here today...?"

Zhao Zheng glanced at Han Li subconsciously, then quickly looked away.

Regardless, he planned to have the female disciples around him leave first.

But the order hadn't been given yet.

A woman in a purple dress walked in from outside the door.

Her skin was like solidified cream, her shoulders were rounded and smooth, her neck was long and slender, and her waist was so thin that it could be encircled by one hand. A purple gauze lightly wrapped her body, outlining the graceful curves of her chest and abdomen.

Her purple eyes were captivating, a beauty mark adorned her left cheek, and her brows held a hint of aloofness and coolness, yet also hinted at alluring tenderness.

What's most unforgettable is her stunningly beautiful face. Even though her face was veiled in purple gauze, she possessed a captivating charm that made her unforgettable at first glance.

This is Zi Ling, the most beautiful woman in the Chaotic Star Sea!

Her appearance was even slightly better than Yuan Yao's.

Han Li was neither a seasoned womanizer who had seen countless women, nor was he the type to tire of the old and crave the new, but he was still stunned after just one glance.

The pavilion fell silent instantly.

You could hear a pin drop.

After Zi Ling entered, she did not speak immediately, but instead looked around.

Finally, she saw that familiar figure and that familiar face.

A look of joy appeared on Zi Ling's face, her brows relaxed, and her jade-like hands trembled slightly.

Han Li, it really is him!

"Senior Han, it's been so many years! You've already reached the Core Formation stage!"

Zi Ling's clear and melodious voice rang in Han Li's ears, and he made no attempt to hide his joy.