[{"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-5":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},2334931,4565,"Chapter 5","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>After a while, Han Li felt a tightness around his waist, his body lightened, and suddenly he rose upward on his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li turned his head and saw that the senior brother who had been right behind him was holding him with one arm, while his other arm and legs climbed upward nimbly; Han Li also noticed the sun hanging high and centered in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized he had ultimately failed to complete this stretch—he felt a pang of sadness; he had pushed himself so hard, yet still couldn’t match others?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon they reached the cliff’s summit, where only six children sat nearby resting, while Wu Yan was speaking with an elderly, plump man in a deep-blue squire’s robe, hands clasped behind his back, around fifty years old; Master Yue and Protector Wang stood beside him, along with several others, all waiting for the senior youths to bring up the slower children one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, all the children had been brought up; Master Yue stepped forward, facing the children solemnly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seven have passed this time: six will enter our Hundred-Forging Hall and officially become inner disciples of our sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The other, Wu Yan, arrived first at the cliff’s edge and showed outstanding ability—he is directly recommended to the Seven Perfections Hall to study our sect’s ultimate techniques.” Master Yue turned to glance at the man in the squire’s robe; the elder stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for the rest…” Master Yue scanned the remaining children, lightly tapped his chin with his right hand, paused briefly, then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Tie and Han Li—you did not reach the cliff’s summit on time, but your performance was notable; you clearly have the endurance for martial training. You two will first train under several instructors to build your foundation; after six months, you will be retested. If you pass, you will become inner disciples; if not, you will be assigned to the outer sect as outer disciples.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li glanced at the other boy who had stepped forward—Zhang Tie—who had been right behind him, hanging from the rope, nearly reaching the cliff’s top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protector Wang, give each of the remaining children some silver and send them all home.” Master Yue gazed coldly at the last group of children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, sir!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Protector Wang stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and led the failed children down the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Jun, Wu Mingrui—you two will take these passed children to our hall and deliver them to Deputy Hallmaster Gu and Instructor Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more youths stepped forward, divided Han Li’s group into two, and led them down the cliff; one of them was the cold senior brother. As they descended, Han Li couldn’t help glancing at Wu Yan and saw he was still talking with the blue-robed elder, not moving at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s different from you—he’s a core disciple sent to the Seven Perfections Hall. Once he completes his training, he’ll be at least a Protector.” The slender-faced senior brother seemed to sense Han Li’s confusion and volunteered an explanation, yet his tone carried a faint, indescribable edge of envy and resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s only here because his cousin-in-law is a vice sect master. If his cousin hadn’t married Deputy Master Ma as his second wife, how could he—overage and all—have gotten into the Seven Perfections Hall?” The cold senior brother’s words sent a chill down everyone’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Jun, are you trying to get yourself killed? Do you think we can casually speak ill of a vice sect master? If any other disciple hears you, both of us will face the wall-penitence punishment!” The slender-faced senior brother, startled by the cold one’s words, quickly glanced around; seeing no one but the children, he finally exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold senior brother snorted, seemingly also wary, and fell silent. Han Li now learned the cold senior’s name was Zhang Jun. He didn’t fully understand their words, but he sensed clearly: Wu Yan hadn’t earned his place in the Seven Perfections Hall through talent—he’d gotten in because he had a powerful relative inside the sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked along the mountain path, both senior brothers were lost in gloomy thoughts about the sect, and no longer spoke. They simply led the children forward in silence; Han Li and the others dared not whisper among themselves—they all vaguely sensed that Qixuan Sect was different from their homes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they passed through a dense forest, an old man slowly emerged. He was over sixty, tall and thin, with sallow skin and long white hair reaching his shoulders. As he walked, he coughed incessantly, bending forward with each fit; his coughing was so severe it seemed he might collapse at any moment, causing deep concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jun and the other saw him and showed no worry—instead, they hurried forward and bowed deeply before the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Mo, greetings. Is there any task you wish us to perform?” Zhang Jun’s cold demeanor vanished; his face was filled with reverence—for him, this old man deserved more respect than even the hallmaster or vice sect master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? These are the new disciples just arrived?” The old man finally stopped coughing and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Among them, six are formal disciples, two are recorded disciples.” Zhang Jun answered carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m short-handed—I need one medicine-pounding boy and one herb-gathering disciple. You two, come with me.” The old man casually pointed, directly at Han Li and the other recorded disciple; his tone left no room for refusal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, sir! These two are recorded disciples—it’s their fortune to be chosen by Master Mo. Come, pay your respects to Master Mo! If you learn even one or two of his medical skills, it will be your lifelong blessing!” Neither senior brother objected; the slender-faced Wu Mingrui even lavished praise on the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the seniors had no objection, Han Li and Zhang Tie naturally had no right to refuse; they followed the old man into the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man led them slowly along the forest path, turning east, then west; suddenly, the view brightened—a lush, vibrant green valley appeared before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the valley’s left stretched a large field filled with the rich scent of herbs, planted with many plants Han Li couldn’t name; to the right stood a cluster of ten or so houses, large and small, connected together. Looking around, aside from the entrance they’d used, no other exits to the outside were visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Divine Hand Valley. Outsiders rarely come here unless sick or injured. You two will live here from now on. Rest for now; come to the main hall tonight—I have things to tell you.” The old man stood before a row of connected houses and pointed to one of the smaller ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may call me Master Mo from now on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may also call me Doctor Mo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the old man ignored them entirely and walked slowly, coughing, into a larger, more imposing house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li was utterly exhausted; without caring for the other boy, Zhang Tie, he collapsed onto a wooden bed inside the room and fell into a drowsy sleep. For him, at least, he was now half a Qixuan Sect disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>www.feiazw.com\u003C\u002Fp>",1207,"2026-06-20T21:12:45.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7a31a5940389b49b65acbf1065a80ebfb31de783521dfc9293685927c73b4f1b","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-6","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-4",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-cover.jpg"]