[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality":3,"chapter-a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-106":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","A Mortal's Journey to Immortality",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2335032,4565,"Chapter 106","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-106",106,"\u003Cp>In the bustling Nanling Street of southern Jia Yuan City stood a vast mansion spanning several mu. Above its black-lacquered gate hung a plaque inscribed with the characters “Mo Mansion,” and beneath it stood eight muscular men in tight-fitting attire, evenly divided on either side—each standing tall, eyes straight ahead, exuding the disciplined vigor of seasoned warriors, making any passerby instinctively wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the street from the Mo Mansion stood a three-story tavern called Xiang’s Tavern. It was among the largest in all of Jia Yuan City, especially famed for its signature liquor, “Baili Xiang,” which drew countless merchants from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was midday, the prime mealtime, and Xiang’s Tavern was packed—every table from the first to the third floor was occupied by diners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passersby on the street outside could smell the rich aroma of food and wine wafting from the tavern, making their mouths water and the scene irresistibly enticing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a window table on the second floor, facing the street, sat a young man. His table held a selection of savory meat and vegetable dishes, along with a bottle of the famed “Baili Xiang” clear wine. Standing behind him was a towering, intimidating giant—this was Han Li, out to gather information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li gazed down from the window, idly twirling a small cup filled with wine. He had barely touched his meal, his entire demeanor lazy and distracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li glanced sideways at the Mo Mansion, then looked back at the street below. His expression remained unchanged, but he tilted his head back and drained the cup, then resumed staring blankly out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some inquiries, Han Li had learned that the Mo Doctor’s two biological daughters and his adopted daughter were all stunningly beautiful, renowned throughout Jia Yuan City as the Three Jewels of the Mo Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to their famed beauty, countless young nobles and dashing young heroes pursued them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Mo Yuzhu was the most breathtakingly beautiful and had the largest number of suitors. Her recent betrothal caused an uproar, leaving most of her admirers heartbroken; some martially gifted ones even challenged Wu Young Master directly—only to be defeated one after another by Wu Jianming, who vanquished sixteen rivals in succession. This only cemented his reputation as a peerless martial master, deepening his bond with Mo Yuzhu into an inseparable, affectionate union.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li found the whole affair absurd and laughable. Others didn’t know Wu Young Master’s true nature, but Han Li knew perfectly well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jianming was almost certainly sent by the Mo Doctor’s enemies. It seemed that after so many years of the Mo Doctor’s absence, his rivals had grown suspicious—and Wu’s arrival was likely a test. Han Li wondered how he had managed to gain the Mo Mansion’s trust; ordinary tokens or letters would never convince the Mo Doctor’s wives so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li tapped his fingers lightly on the table, pondering his doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, this way, please! Your dishes will be up shortly.” A waiter in a white short tunic led a blue-clad youth, aged twenty-seven or twenty-eight, up to the second floor and seated him at an empty table next to Han Li, then hurried off to attend other guests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-clad youth had a well-proportioned face, thick eyebrows and large eyes, with a distinct air of vigor in his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sitting down, he glanced around—and his eyes met Han Li’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li felt an inexplicable depth in the youth’s gaze, as if some strange force were pulling him in. Startled, Han Li quickly turned his head away, his expression subtly shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-clad youth was also momentarily startled, but after a cold glance at Han Li, he turned away and ignored him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li’s face turned pale. That single glance had made him feel utterly exposed, inside and out—deeply unnerving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never before experienced such a sensation—being seen through in one look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his food and drink arrived, the blue-clad youth began eating heartily, savoring every bite with complete disregard for those around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li, meanwhile, grew restless and uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had not used his Tianyan Technique to examine the youth, the faint but potent spiritual power radiating from the blue-clad man had instantly stunned him. He knew without doubt: this man’s magic power far surpassed his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li had only ever encountered two cultivators before: Yu Zitong, whose primordial spirit had lost all magic power, and Jin Guang, whose cultivation was pitifully weak—Han Li had killed him on sight. Thus, his understanding of cultivators remained limited, shrouded in mystery. He had no idea how to handle someone vastly stronger than himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this blue-clad man, like I did to Jin Guang, simply obliterate me without a second thought?” Han Li couldn’t help but imagine the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Han Li’s relief, the blue-clad youth finished his meal. He wiped his mouth with a cloth, dropped a silver ingot on the table, and vanished without another glance toward Han Li—as if Han Li had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after the man had completely left the tavern did Han Li exhale deeply, slumping back in his chair. Though the blue-clad man had eaten quickly, Han Li felt as if an entire day had passed—his mind had been under crushing pressure, as if he had just fought a life-or-death battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the blue-clad youth appeared at the mouth of an alley at the other end of the street, where a thirty-year-old yellow-clad man waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth Brother, why are you late? We’re supposed to meet up with Elder Brother and the others!” the yellow-clad man said, annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe! Second Brother, don’t be mad! I haven’t eaten secular food in years—I just had to savor it again!” the blue-clad youth laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You glutton! I’ve told you countless times—cultivators should cultivate purity and restraint, avoid gluttony and excess. Yet you never listen. Every time you eat and drink like this, your spiritual nature declines further.” The yellow-clad man glared at him, scolding sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe! Got it, got it, won’t happen again! By the way, I saw another cultivator at the tavern.” The blue-clad youth quickly changed the subject, bringing up Han Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Really? How strong was his magic power?” The yellow-clad man’s attention snapped to this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very weak. He seemed to have just reached the seventh or eighth level of foundational cultivation—barely qualified for the Ascension Gathering. I don’t get it—why would someone this weak come to Lan Zhou? Does he really think he’ll win by sheer luck?” The blue-clad youth sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How old is he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seventeen or eighteen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That makes sense. He’s probably here with an elder, just to gain experience and broaden his horizons. He’ll likely only truly participate in the next Ascension Gathering, in ten years.” The yellow-clad man smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought so! That means his talent isn’t bad. In ten years, he might even reach my level.” The blue-clad youth boasted proudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop boasting! Your tenth-level cultivation? That’s common as dirt at every Ascension Gathering. Wait until you reach the eleventh or twelfth level before you talk big.” The yellow-clad man chuckled, half-annoyed, then turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I could reach tenth level without a Foundation Establishment Pill, why even attend the Ascension Gathering? I’d just go find a master directly!” The blue-clad youth muttered under his breath as he trailed after him, leaving the alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Web\u003C\u002Fp>",1227,"2026-06-20T21:12:45.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","35a1e682a0122918620dbc2656682f9909f234dccb844ba7b541969eaf790f0d","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-107","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-105",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-cover.jpg"]