[{"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-54":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},2334980,4565,"Chapter 54","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-54",54,"\u003Cp>“Han Li, you really know how to bend and flex. But do you truly think I’ll let you go?” The doctor’s youthful face smiled faintly, a radiant warmth that could drive women mad—yet his voice made Han Li jump again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried an indescribable magnetism, profoundly soothing to hear, utterly unlike the dry, bitter tone of before; clearly, his voice matched his appearance perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, the doctor called Han Li by his name. Though the news was not good, it gave Han Li a sense of recognition—far better than being called “boy” left and right—and his inner resentment eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From appearance alone, the doctor now showed not a single flaw; every movement was elegant, truly a stunningly handsome man, with not a trace left of his former old-wretch look. No doubt, in his youth, this face had driven countless martial beauties wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just tell me plainly—what do you intend to do with me?” Han Li was no woman; he would not treat this man kindly just because he was breathtakingly beautiful, especially since the man showed not the slightest intention of sparing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do I intend? Hehe!” The doctor stretched his newly strengthened limbs, extending his long body in a languid yawn, then smiled without answering. Instead, he pulled another object from his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This item was a small silk bundle, its fabric blazing crimson, dazzlingly vivid, each stitch exquisitely detailed—clearly no ordinary thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was wrapped inside? Would it be another strange artifact like the silver blade? Han Li forgot to press for an answer; his curiosity surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor did not let Han Li wait long. In a few swift motions, he unwrapped the silk and carefully withdrew a crumpled yellow sheet of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li felt a flicker of disappointment, yet his heart tightened—he knew well that the more unremarkable an object, the more unimaginable its use. The doctor had pulled out a sheet of paper for a reason, and given all the strange events before, this likely held deep secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor pinched the yellow paper between two fingers, gently smoothing it out. Only then did Han Li see clearly: the paper was small, palm-sized, cut into a long strip, its color faded, bearing the marks of many years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most striking were the silver-gleaming symbols drawn on it in silver lacquer—strange shapes Han Li had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the moment his eyes fell upon them, his heart trembled as if touched by some mysterious force; his Changchun Qi stirred uncontrollably, as if awakened by the symbols—leaving Han Li utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li sensed something was wrong. He fixed his gaze entirely on the symbols, trying to uncover their secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The symbols twisted and curled, winding in complex patterns, yet subtly obeyed some hidden rule—each arrangement and form concealed profound meaning. But time was too short; he could not decipher them in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, the doctor had already stepped before Han Li. Seeing Han Li’s strange, entranced stare fixed on the yellow paper, he showed a fleeting hint of pity in his eyes—then it vanished, replaced by calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head, pressing his lips close to Han Li’s ear, and spoke in a whisper so low it barely reached him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Han Li, don’t blame me. I have no choice. You must reincarnate soon. This body—I claim it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you say? What do you mean?” Han Li snapped out of his trance, his soul nearly flying from his body. He vaguely understood: the worst fate imaginable was descending upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the threat of the giant behind him, he writhed and struggled desperately. He still had a few small items on him—if he could retrieve them, perhaps he could create chaos and find a chance to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Iron Slave, hold him. Don’t let him move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the doctor’s cold command, Han Li’s final resistance was crushed. Two massive hands, like two small hills, pressed down harder on his shoulders, pinning him utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beads of sweat, the size of soybeans, trickled down Han Li’s temples and forehead. He stared wide-eyed, lips clenched tight, watching the doctor mutter incantations before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yellow paper in the doctor’s fingers began to flutter, though no wind stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver symbols on it glowed one by one, emitting mysterious silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his body could not move, Han Li’s mind remained clear: when all the symbols lit up, it would be the moment the doctor struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor’s expression turned solemn. He watched the paper until the final symbol blazed with silver light—then his face brightened. He made a specific hand gesture and waved the paper through the air several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a single word burst from his lips: “Still.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, the paper strip was slammed hard against Han Li’s forehead, sticking fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the paper touched his skull, Han Li lost all control of his body—not even his eyelids could blink. He felt no sensation in his limbs, yet his eyes still saw, his ears still heard. His consciousness remained, but detached, like a stranger unable to command his own flesh—like a walking corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sensation was nothing like being pinned by acupuncture. When pinned, though motionless, one still felt numbness and physical sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic surged in Han Li’s heart. He did not know how the doctor planned to process him to seize his body. Had this already succeeded?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rush. Your body can remain yours—for just a few more moments.” The doctor spoke as if explaining to Han Li, or perhaps to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Web\u003C\u002Fp>",927,"2026-06-20T21:12:45.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9181a97c5e2a04ed241f4559e89d5ec2ab59585e8ab7877207bf95ea402b0399","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-55","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-53",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-cover.jpg"]