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

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"Senior Han, you've already reached the Core Formation stage!"

Zi Ling's clear and melodious voice transmission rang in Han Li's ears, filling him with joy.

But then she saw several young female cultivators surrounding Han Li, the one in his arms even being somewhat disheveled.

The joy on her face vanished instantly, and a strange, inexplicable sense of loss welled up inside her.

Zi Ling's veil is a special magical artifact, and ordinary cultivators cannot see her expression through it.

If you try to forcibly use your divine sense to check, she will detect it.

Therefore, none of the people present noticed the change in Zi Ling's expression.

Except for Han Li.

Han Li gently pushed the female cultivator in his arms away and subconsciously touched his nose.

It feels like I've been caught doing something wrong.

"Woof... Sect Master Ziling, it's been a long time."

Han Li replied in kind.

Meeting Han Li's clear eyes, Zi Ling seemed to sense something and her expression returned to normal.

Senior Han must have his own reasons...

After years of experience, she has become accustomed to keeping her emotions buried deep inside.

"Senior Han, this is not the place to talk. I will go and find you later."

The transmission has ended.

Zi Ling looked at the female disciple inside the room.

"Sect Master."

"Sect Master."

The female disciples all hurriedly stood up and bowed to Zi Ling with great respect.

"You may all leave."

Zi Ling's clear and melodious voice rang out, her tone carrying an undeniable authority.

A moment later, the female disciples left.

Only a few people remained in the room.

"Sect Master Ziling, what brings you here today?"

Zhao Zheng stared at Zi Ling for a moment, then reluctantly looked away and asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"Important matters? What could be so important?"

"It's nothing more than hearing that a big shot has come to the Star Palace, and they want to use their beauty to win him over."

Fan Jingmei seemed very dissatisfied with Zi Ling's behavior, and her words made no attempt to hide her intention to exclude her.

"Left Envoy Fan! Whether Zi Ling did the right thing or the wrong thing, it's not your place to judge her."

"These days, one of your merchant ships has been robbed multiple times. What explanation do you have for this?"

With a calm voice, Zi Ling glanced at Fan Jingmei with her purple eyes, and showed no sign of backing down.

"I....."

Being confronted with her sore spot right away, Fan Jingmei was stunned. She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

......

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Sect Master Ziling, Left Envoy Fan, you two should stop arguing. This whole thing is the fault of the Fallen Dragon Gang."

Zhao Zheng's face was full of smiles as he watched the two arguing.

The more fiercely Zi Ling and Fan Jingmei argued, the happier he was, and the more advantageous it was for him to control the Miaoyin Sect.

"snort!"

Fan Jingmei snorted coldly and stood back next to Zhao Zheng, somewhat angrily.

Han Li looked at the two of them but did not say anything.

For some reason, Zi Ling and Fan Jingmei always gave him a strange feeling.

Could it be...?

Han Li rested his chin on his left hand, and some guesses began to form in his mind.

"Sect Master Ziling, I forgot to introduce you. This is Han Li, the new special envoy sent by the Star Palace."

"Fellow Daoist Han will serve as a guest elder of the Miaoyin Sect alongside me. From now on, we will all be family."

Zhao Zheng was unaware that the two knew each other, so he introduced Han Li to Zi Ling.

"Zi Ling greets Elder Han."

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling bowed respectfully to Han Li, her expression extremely respectful, without the slightest flaw.

This girl's acting is better than mine.

Han Li waved his hand in response.

"I have already discussed the matter of the merchant ship hijacking that Sect Master Ziling mentioned earlier with Elder Han."

"After some time, once Elder Han has finished refining his natal magic weapon, the two of us will work together to escort the merchant ships and annihilate the Fallen Dragon Gang!"

Zhao Zheng continued, his words tinged with a hint of anger.

After all, several of his disciples were on the merchant ships that were hijacked several times.

"In that case, Zi Ling is relieved. Thank you both for now."

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling's eyes flashed, and she bowed again, revealing a hint of snow-white skin on her chest.

"Cough cough."

"Now that the matter has been settled, and it is getting late, I shall take my leave."

Seeing that the group had finished their discussion, Han Li got up to leave.

Just then, a clear and melodious voice rang out again, but it lacked the previous majesty.

"Elder Han, please forgive Zi Ling's intrusion."

Zi Ling walked forward gracefully, stopping when she was about ten feet away from Han Li.

"Now that Elder Zhao is a guest elder of the Miaoyin Sect, why not live directly within the sect like Elder Zhao?"

"There are several places inside the gate with abundant spiritual energy, plus a spirit-gathering array. It should be comparable to Twin Mountain, if not as good as Twin Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Han Li did not immediately agree.

He stopped and pondered for a moment.

There's no rush to return to the cave for now, and the spiritual energy within the Miaoyin Sect is quite good.

"In that case, I, Han, will accept the offer without hesitation."

Han Li hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Siyue."

Zi Ling's voice reached outside the door.

A beautiful young female cultivator with a graceful figure slowly approached.

"Miss."

"Take Elder Han to Liuyun Pavilion, where he will reside permanently from now on."

Liuyun Pavilion?!

A hint of displeasure flashed across Zhao Zheng's face.

The Flowing Rhyme Pavilion is one of the residences with the most abundant spiritual energy, besides Zi Ling's residence.

Moreover, its elevated position offers a commanding view and beautiful scenery.

the most important is!

It's quite close to Zi Ling's own residence!

Zhao Zheng had asked for it twice, but was refused both times. Unexpectedly, Han Li gave it to him as soon as he arrived.

You look down on me?!

He was quite displeased.

But after a short while, his complexion quickly returned to normal, and he did not make any direct movements.

It's just a place to stay!

Compared to the grand scheme of Miaoyin Sect, it's insignificant!

Give it to him for now!

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Wen Siyue seemed both frightened and reluctant, but seeing the unwavering look in her young mistress's eyes, she finally agreed.

"Elder Han, please follow me."

Seeing this, Han Li glanced at Zi Ling and then followed the girl out of the pavilion.

"snort!"

After Han Li left, Fan Jingmei snorted coldly, seemingly standing up for Zhao Zheng.

"Left Envoy Fan, please pay more attention to matters within the sect in the future. I hope we will not hear of any more merchant ships being robbed."

Upon seeing this, Zi Ling's expression remained unchanged, her melodious voice carrying a hint of coldness.

Then, he slowly walked out of the attic.

Fan Jingmei wanted to say something more, but Zhao Zheng stopped her.

Zi Ling's aura disappeared in the pavilion.

Zhao Zheng then put his hand down.

"Left Envoy Fan, go and see what the Purple Spirit Sect Master is up to in a bit."

"Yes, Elder Zhao."

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the other side.

Han Li and Wen Siyue passed by a square, one after the other.

It was already night, the bright moon shone down, and the surroundings were covered in silver. Unknown spiritual trees and plants were emitting a faint glow.

Wen Siyue, who was originally responsible for leading the way, inexplicably stood behind Han Li and followed him closely.

She kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Perhaps out of fear of Han Li, or perhaps out of fear of being accused of neglecting him, the distance between the two sometimes increased and sometimes decreased.

"Your name is Siyue?"

A moment later, Han Li, who was unsure of which way to go, stopped and asked.

Upon hearing Han Li's voice, Wen Siyue's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, her body slammed straight into Han Li's back.

Two soft touches came and then vanished in an instant.

Her face flushed red and then turned pale, showing both shyness and fear.

"Ah! Elder Han! I'm here!"

After a moment of stunned silence, she finally understood Han Li's question, turned around, and bowed.

"Elder Han, my name is Wen Siyue."

Seeing the girl's frightened and somewhat dazed expression, Han Li gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Am I that scary?

"Where exactly is Liuyun Pavilion located?"

After a while, seeing that the girl still didn't react, Han Li asked helplessly.

"Excuse me, Elder Han!"

"plz follow me."

Wen Siyue then realized that she seemed to have forgotten the task Zi Ling had given her.

He quickly came to Han Li's side and led the way for him.

Things were back on track in no time.

Wen Siyue then led Han Li to a pavilion. The pavilion was only two stories high, built against the mountain, and was both exquisite and grand.

Han Li could clearly sense that the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to have become much denser.

"Elder Han, we've arrived."

Wen Siyue led Han Lifei into the pavilion.

"Alright, you can go back now."

Han Li waved his hand.

Seeing that Han Li didn't make any unreasonable requests, Wen Siyue took a deep breath and slowly retreated.

But not long after, within Han Li's spiritual sense range,

Then they saw Wen Siyue directly riding her flying sword, fleeing as if she were escaping, quickly moving away from the area of ​​Liuyun Pavilion.

Seeing this, Han Li shook his head helplessly.

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