Mortal Cultivation to Immortality: I Have 108,000 Techniques

After thinking for a moment, Han Li decided to ask someone for information.

"Alright! Senior Brother Li, chop him down! What a powerful strike that splits Mount Hua!"

When a boy saw something exciting, he danced around and cheered loudly.

The boy clearly idolized Li Feiyu.

His gaze suddenly shifted to Han Li, who was approaching, his face full of vigilance.

but.

The young man then noticed the token hanging from Han Li's waist and immediately put on a smile, "So it's Doctor Han!"

I've heard Wang Dapang mention the miracle doctor before; to finally meet you in person is an immense honor!

To make it easier for Han Li to move around, Sect Master Wang specially gave Han Li a token for offering.

Although Han Li was not officially a retainer, he was in fact a retainer.

Other disciples might not recognize Han Li.

But this young man, nicknamed "Little Calculator," was extremely popular and knew almost everyone in the sect.

"Senior brother, please don't stand on ceremony."

Han Li politely asked, "Senior brother, do you know why this fight started? Why are those highly skilled senior disciples nowhere to be seen?"

Xiao Suanpan raised his chin smugly, "You've come to the right person, Dr. Han."

This is a long story, and it all started with a beautiful woman causing trouble...

Wang Dapang has a cousin named Wang Yang, whose courtesy name is Pangmao. He is very handsome and is engaged to a woman named Tanzhu.

If everything goes well.

Wang Yang and his fiancée should be a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

Who knew that just recently...

The woman accidentally ran into Zhang Changgui, who was visiting his family, while she was out!

Zhang Changgui was amazed by her beauty and showered her with silver notes, finally winning her heart.

The woman's parents were also materialistic and greedy, wanting to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy. So they returned Wang Yang's betrothal gifts and instead betrothed her to Zhang Changgui.

Wang Yang was devastated and became despondent. In a moment of despair, he jumped into the river and died.

Wang Dapang and his cousin were very close, so naturally he refused to give up and wanted to duel with Zhang Changgui.

The loser must serve tea, apologize, and kowtow to admit their mistake.

Knowing he was no match for Zhang Changgui, he proposed that both sides find helpers and have several more matches to determine the winner.

then.

Wang Dapang, through his popularity, has made many friends.

Zhang Changgui used his money to hire experts from all over the world.

As the news spread, more disciples came to cheer him on or watch the spectacle.

This led to a tense standoff between the two sides, creating a very heated situation.

As a disciple from a poor background with no powerful connections, Li Feiyu naturally sided with Wang Dapang.

As for the senior disciples, why didn't any of them come?

This was because the Wild Wolf Gang had invaded, and the senior disciples had all been sent out for training or fighting against the Wild Wolf Gang.

Upon hearing this, Han Li couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

After years of cultivation, his mind became exceptionally sharp, and his perspective on things was far more insightful than that of ordinary people.

This struggle is not just about a beautiful woman causing trouble.

Rather, the conflict between the wealthy sons of the sect and the poor disciples from the lower and middle classes had become irreconcilable.

Otherwise.

It's impossible to attract so many disciples' attention.

"With Senior Brother Li winning this match, the victory is secured and there is no further controversy."

Xiao Suanpan excitedly said, "Dr. Han, if Zhang Changgui and the others don't play by the rules, we'll attack them together."

We must beat those young masters to a pulp, so they'll never dare to bully others again!

Han Li gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

Despite being a teenager, he still had a lot of passion in his heart.

But he can't exactly use magic to deal with mortals, can he?

If he didn't use magic, he couldn't help but recall the scene of him running away with his head in his hands during the last group fight.

"I have the power of the sixth level of Qi Refining, so I should be more resistant to beatings and won't get beaten up so badly that I can't show my face in public."

Han Li thought helplessly.

Just then.

A loud "clang" rang out.

It was Li Feiyu who, relying on his swift swordsmanship, knocked his opponent's soft sword out of his hand.

Cheers immediately erupted from all around.

"Senior Brother Li, what excellent swordsmanship!"

"Senior Brother Li, please give me some pointers!"

Shouts echoed all around.

Senior Brother Li sheathed his longsword, stood proudly, and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

"I have some urgent business to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

Before he finished speaking, he floated lightly off the field and disappeared into the dense forest with a few leaps.

"Senior Brother Li is not only skilled with a sword, but also has superb lightness skills."

"Exactly! Exactly!"

The disciples once again expressed their admiration.

After reading it, Han Li felt that Senior Brother Li really loved to show off!

He had no intention of staying any longer. "Senior brother, if you ever suffer from any illness in the future, you may come to Shenshou Valley to find me."

Xiao Suanpai was overjoyed and readily agreed.

Han Li walked leisurely forward, and even after leaving the cliff for quite some distance, he could still faintly hear the commotion.

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of Xiao Suanpan's delighted expression.

"Hmph! Although my magical power is not as good as Senior Brother Zhang's, and my martial arts are not as good as Li Feiyu's, I am still a person of some standing in the sect."

Han Li thought to himself with a sense of smug satisfaction.

Then he thought, "It seems I still can't let go of worldly desires!"

Senior Brother Zhang has been living in seclusion in that valley, cultivating diligently every day. His dedication to the Dao is truly astonishing; I am no match for him.

I walked aimlessly for a while.

Han Li arrived at a clear stream.

Just as he was about to cool off in the stream, he suddenly heard a painful groan coming from nearby.

Without giving it much thought, he headed towards the source of the sound.

A person dressed in the robes of an inner disciple was lying on the ground, unable to move, his hands and feet trembling and convulsing.

This person is clearly suffering from an acute illness and needs immediate medical attention, otherwise their life is in danger.

Without hesitation, Han Li strode forward, took out a box of silver needles from his robes, and swiftly began to perform acupuncture.

When he finished needling the acupoints on the back and was about to turn the person over, his movements froze.

"Senior Brother Li?"

Han Li let out a soft gasp of surprise.

"Dr. Han? Medicine, medicine, medicine..."

Senior Brother Li managed to utter a few words.

He had just displayed great power and was incredibly brave and invincible.

At this moment, however, he was in excruciating pain, foaming at the mouth, and delirious.

Han Li understood and rummaged through Li Feiyu's arms for a while, finding a white jade bottle.

Li Feiyu's eyes lit up, and he blinked repeatedly in acknowledgment.

Han Li lifted the bottle cap, and a strong, fishy stench wafted out.

"Marrow-drawing pills!"

Han Li was startled and slowly said, "It is made from twenty-three rare materials, including scorpion tail flowers and century-old blue ant eggs. It has an extremely fishy and foul smell and can overdraw the body's potential, shorten lifespan, and rapidly increase power."

Once this medicine is taken, it cannot be stopped; otherwise, one's life will be in danger, and at most, one will only live for ten years.

Han Li received meticulous instruction from Doctor Mo and became well-versed in medical books. He once used the Marrow Extraction Pill as a medicinal ingredient to aid his cultivation.

Therefore, he had an excellent understanding of the marrow-extracting pill.

Senior Brother Li's face was pale, bloodless, and somewhat flustered.

half an hour.

"That's enough!"

Han Li sighed heavily, "Who told me to be so kind-hearted?"

I won't report you to the sect. If you're willing to give up your cultivation, I can even prepare a secret medicine for you, allowing you to live for another twenty or thirty years.

Of course, you can continue taking the Marrow Extraction Pill; in the remaining five or six years of your life, your martial arts skills will improve at an increasingly rapid pace.

Li Feiyu closed her eyes in anguish.

After a while.

Li Feiyu opened her eyes and stared at the jade bottle in Han Li's hand, remaining motionless.

"it is good."

Han Li nodded, poured out a pill, and put it into Li Feiyu's mouth.

The medicine took effect quickly.

Along with this came the excruciating pain of having one's marrow removed and bones scraped.

An unnatural blush appeared on Li Feiyu's pale face.

He struggled to hold back, his body still trembling, letting out low growls.

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