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

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Wen Siyue fled as if she were flying.

Han Li shook his head helplessly.

Only then did he look around and observe the interior layout of Liuyun Pavilion.

Look around.

What came into view was an unidentified spirit tree, with purple flowers in full bloom. From time to time, pale purple petals drifted down from the sky and landed on the ground, like specks of purple starlight.

Though defeated, we are not invincible!

In addition, there is a pond next to the spirit tree, surrounded by mist and occasionally adorned with emerald green spiritual plants, exuding a misty spiritual aura.

Apart from the outermost frame, the entire Liuyun Pavilion is made of spirit wood, exuding elegance and refinement.

All around, there was a layer of fine gauze as thin as a cicada's wing. When the breeze blew, the purple gauze moved with the wind, giving it a somewhat ethereal feel.

After carefully inspecting Liuyun Pavilion and learning about its general layout, Han Li went back to the second floor.

"Zi Ling is so thoughtful."

Looking at the elegant yet luxurious Liuyun Pavilion, he sighed.

Such an arrangement, placed in a pavilion, must be extremely valuable.

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Han Li didn't think much of it.

He went up to the second floor and sat cross-legged.

I began to comprehend the Core Formation chapter of the "Great Five Elements Spirit Transformation Technique".

Compared to the Qi Refining and Foundation Building chapters, the Core Formation chapter is much more obscure.

The requirements for cultivation are also getting higher and higher.

Soon, Han Li focused his energy in his dantian.

The spirit-gathering array in Liuyun Pavilion shimmered with spiritual light.

The spiritual energy of the five attributes converged towards Han Li's body, transforming into the endless flow of magical power in his meridians.

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Time flies.

It was soon midnight.

At this moment, Han Li, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"who!"

In his divine sense, he sensed two figures approaching Liuyun Pavilion.

"Senior Han, it's me, Zi Ling."

A clear and melodious sound rang out.

Han Li opened the door, and a stunningly beautiful face came into view. Beneath the purple veil, a smile graced her exquisite features.

Upon seeing Han Li, a glint of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The visitor was none other than Zi Ling.

Not far behind him, Fan Jingmei was quietly following, but her attitude was completely different from that in the front hall.

"Senior Han, I apologize for the intrusion of Zi Ling in this late hour."

A hint of apology flashed across Zi Ling's face, and her voice, devoid of any imposing manner, softened considerably compared to before.

"It's alright."

"Sect Master Ziling, Left Envoy Fan, please come in."

Han Li said calmly, then led the two into the pavilion.

The group took their seats.

Han Li looked at Zi Ling, then at Fan Jingmei.

It seems his guess was correct.

The conflict between the two was all a pretense, but Zhao Zheng foolishly believed it.

"Senior Han, I didn't expect to meet you again so soon."

Zi Ling looked at the man in the blue robe in front of her and said softly.

"yes."

"Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty years have passed."

Han Li glanced at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, stood up, went to the window, looked at the bright moonlight in the sky, and sighed.

Thirty years is almost equivalent to half a lifetime for an ordinary person.

Upon seeing Han Li, Zi Ling unconsciously recalled the scene of the massacre on Kui Xing Island, and her eyes darkened slightly.

"During the battle on Kui Xing Island, Zi Ling never expected that she would lose both her parents..."

"Thankfully, I was saved by my senior."

Zi Ling lowered her head slightly, her body seemed to tremble slightly, her jade hands were clenched tightly, and her knuckles were slightly white.

"From that moment on, Zi Ling vowed to eliminate Extreme Yin Island and punish the mastermind behind it!"

"Senior Han, do you think I'm overestimating myself with my current shallow cultivation level?"

Zi Ling also came to the window and stopped beside Han Li.

She slowly raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes. The cool moonlight shone on her shoulders, adding a touch of melancholy to her beauty.

Upon hearing this, Fan Jingmei lowered her head, her brows furrowed with an unyielding sorrow.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him.

Han Li felt a pang of regret.

The girl was only eleven or twelve years old when her parents passed away.

After that, she transformed from a young girl into the current Master of the Purple Spirit Sect.

She has endured too much over the past thirty years.

Han Li had no intention of responding. Although the two had known each other for a long time and had saved each other's lives, their relationship was not deep, and it was not his place to offer words of comfort.

But when Han Li's gaze fell upon that stunningly beautiful face and those purple eyes...

His heart clenched suddenly, as if he felt a pang of pain in his chest.

"Sect Master Ziling, please accept my condolences for the past."

"There is always a way out. The Extreme Yin Island acts without any scruples, incurring the wrath of Heaven and the resentment of the people. In the future, the sect leader may well have a day when he personally kills his enemies."

As soon as Han Li finished speaking, Zi Ling was slightly taken aback.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he had failed to control his emotions in front of Han Li.

Is it because you've come to rely on the other person?

"Zi Ling has made a fool of herself in front of Senior Han today."

A moment later, her downcast expression disappeared, and her tone seemed to return to normal.

Let's not talk about these heartbreaking things.

"Back then, after the battle on Kui Xing Island, Zi Ling also went to look for Senior Han, but he disappeared without a trace, so she had to put it aside. She never expected to meet him again today."

"Zi Ling has always kept in mind the senior's life-saving grace. Now that she has seen the senior again, she can finally repay him in some way."

Zi Ling looked at Han Li; her voice was soft and very pleasant to hear.

"It's alright. It was fate that we met back then. I just did it as a favor."

Han Li waved his hand, not caring.

He saved Zi Ling partly because of a strange feeling in his heart, but mostly it was just something he did on a whim.

If she hadn't fallen into his arms back then...

With his peak Foundation Establishment cultivation, he naturally wouldn't risk his life to save her.

Luck is truly a wonderful thing.

"After we parted ways on Kuixing Island, I came directly to Tianxing City and went into seclusion. I only recently managed to successfully form my core."

Han Li looked at the bright moon outside the window and spoke slowly.

"Just lucky? Senior Han is too modest."

Zi Ling looked at Han Li's profile, a hint of a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"Zi Ling hasn't congratulated you on achieving the Core Formation yet, Senior. How rude of me."

"From now on, ten percent of Miaoyin Sect's income will be used to repay Senior Han's kindness."

After the gentle and pleasant words were spoken, Han Li did not immediately agree.

Looking into the beauty's purple eyes, Han Li tried to discern something.

But apart from being crystal clear, there was nothing there.

"What, Senior Han, is it too little?"

Zi Ling countered with a question.

"No, since Sect Master Ziling is so hospitable, then I, Han, will not refuse."

Seeing that Fan Jingmei did not react at all, Han Li finally agreed.

The operation of medium and large sects requires spirit stones everywhere.

Even one percent is already quite a lot.

Han Li's expression remained calm, and he was about to say something more.

Zi Ling's next words stunned him on the spot.

"You were quite dashing in the front hall earlier, senior, with women on your left and right. You truly deserve to be called a Core Formation senior."

Zi Ling finished speaking softly, then glanced at Han Li, wanting to see his reaction.

Upon hearing this, Han Li instantly understood Zi Ling's meaning, and his face flushed red.

"Those female cultivators..."

Han Li subconsciously touched his nose, wanting to explain.

"Senior Han, there's no need to explain. Let Zi Ling guess."

"Hmm~ It must be a stopgap measure, right?"

Zi Ling first looked into the distance, seemingly pondering for a moment, then turned her gaze back and said softly.

"Zi Ling is indeed intelligent."

"That's right, exactly!"

Han Li answered immediately.

"It's all Zhao Zheng's fault! I told him I didn't want it, but he insisted on giving it to me!"

"Han is devoted to the Dao; how could he be a lecherous man!"

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