[{"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-22":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},2334948,4565,"Chapter 22","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-22",22,"\u003Cp>Han Li stood motionless, watching Li Feiyu’s figure fade into the distance, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After agreeing to meet the next day at noon to collect the “medicine,” he had voluntarily taken his leave, saying he needed to return and recuperate further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout this long time, Han Li had never pressed Li Feiyu for the reason he took this secret “medicine.” He knew that even if he asked, it would not change what had already happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he was willing to sacrifice his entire future just to become the glorious “Master Li” of now, it meant he had no choice but to endure some unbearable hardship. No one willingly commits suicide—not even a slow, costly one. Forcing him to reveal his suffering would only rip open a wound that had nearly healed, leaving it bleeding anew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Han Li had done the right thing. Before leaving, Li Feiyu, seeing that Han Li had not questioned the specific reason for taking the “Bone-Draining Pill,” felt deeply grateful for his understanding. Though he said nothing aloud, Han Li knew the other man now owed him a modest but real favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li intended to honor their agreement—not only would he keep Li Feiyu’s secret, but he also decided that upon returning to the valley, he would prepare a secret medicine to ease his pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: since the other man was no villain and had not truly tried to kill him, Han Li must make him owe him a greater favor, so he would find it hard to refuse future requests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Feiyu’s martial skill would only grow stronger in the coming years; the stronger he became, the greater the potential benefit to Han Li. Even if he never needed Li Feiyu’s help in the next few years, it didn’t matter. Helping someone who wasn’t truly evil was, in itself, a comforting act for body and spirit. Though Li Feiyu might not be a good man, at least after today’s events, he posed no threat to Han Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviewing everything thoroughly and finding no oversight, Han Li slowly returned to the Divine Hand Valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after returning leisurely to the valley, Han Li began preparing the secret medicine Li Feiyu needed. This medicine, which dulls pain, was not difficult to concoct—all the required herbs could be found in the valley’s herb garden, though the preparation process was tedious and demanded careful attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full afternoon of labor, Han Li prepared enough medicine to last Li Feiyu a year. He could have made more, but he hoped Li Feiyu would return each year to collect it, ensuring he would not gradually forget this favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dusk, Han Li unexpectedly sat on a chair outside his door, gazing up at the dark starry sky, watching the bright moon, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li was remembering his family again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been away from his parents for over four years. Since climbing the mountain, he had spent nearly every day in relentless cultivation of the scripture, leaving no time to think of home, and never once returning. He only sent most of his monthly silver home through messengers, and each year received only one letter from Old Zhang, written on behalf of his parents, assuring him all was well. The letters were brief—beyond confirming the family’s safety, they mentioned little else. He knew their living conditions had improved greatly: his eldest brother had married and established himself; his second brother had arranged a bride, and the wedding was expected next year. All these changes were due to the silver he sent home. Yet from the tone of the letters, Han Li had keenly sensed that his family’s manner toward him had grown increasingly formal—even distant, as if treating him like a stranger. At first, this feeling terrified him; he didn’t know how to respond. But as time passed, for reasons he couldn’t explain, the fear naturally faded, and the image of his family gradually blurred in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only remembered his family like this—on nights like tonight, when the scene stirred his emotions—revisiting the warmth he once knew at home. This feeling, so hard to savor now, brought him comfort and preciousness, and he would slowly, gently, savor each note of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li placed his hand on his chest, fingers brushing through his clothes over the small leather pouch containing the talisman of safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, merely touching it a few times brought him a faint sense of peace. But tonight, after touching it, his heart grew even more agitated, restless, and could not settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li now felt an inexplicable gloom, unable to control his emotions; his body felt wrong, his blood and qi churning violently, the strange energy he had cultivated stirring restlessly within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying phrase “qi deviation” suddenly flashed in his mind. Han Li stood up, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down. Master Mo was not here—he had to handle this crisis alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had he suddenly suffered qi deviation? He still found it puzzling. Though now was not the time to seek roots, identifying the true cause of the deviation was the most viable way to resolve this trouble completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li raised his head, scanning his surroundings, but found nothing conspicuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his chin with his right hand; his elbow suddenly brushed against a bulging object. Instinctively, his gaze fell upon it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The names “small leather pouch” and “talisman of safety” instantly flashed into his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be this that caused the trouble?” Han Li wasn’t certain, but he could no longer hesitate—his condition was worsening, and he might lose control at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li decisively reached up, yanked the pouch from around his neck, and hurled it far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—my heart feels even worse; the churning of my blood and qi has grown stronger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li barely suppressed the turmoil within him again, his bloodshot eyes fixed fiercely on the small leather pouch, searching desperately for the reason things had grown worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WWW.feiazw.COM website\u003C\u002Fp>",1008,"2026-06-20T21:12:45.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","64a76a51c4431cc6bee23e2da57e5cd0e992ebb35d1cee99649a48f2e24166d3","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-23","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-21",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-cover.jpg"]