Chapter 636: Invitation

Hearing this transmission, Han Li frowned, but then immediately relaxed.

"Lady Yin Yue, release the restrictions and let the two Falling Cloud Sect elders in first. I have to give them an explanation sooner or later. However, after opening the restrictions, do not show yourself again. After all, although your demon fox body is good at hiding and illusions, the demon aura on your body cannot be hidden from a Nascent Soul cultivator." Han Li ordered with an unchanging expression.

"Yes, Master." Lady Yin Yue answered respectfully and walked out with light steps.

A moment later, the two Falling Cloud Sect elders waiting outside the stone mountain suddenly saw the scenery of the stone mountain change. The originally ordinary rock walls suddenly revealed large patches of cyan light mist, covering the entire small mountain. The mist was filled with murderous aura, and runes were floating, clearly showing that powerful restrictions had been set up.

The silver-haired old man and the cultivator surnamed Lu looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

They hadn't noticed at all that someone had opened a cave dwelling within the Falling Cloud Sect and set up such powerful formations. It was truly a great loss of face to say it out loud. At the very least, being teased by a few close friends was unavoidable.

At this moment, Han Li's calm voice came from the light mist.

"Han borrowed your sect's spiritual land to cultivate this time without greeting you, which was truly rash. I hope the two of you will not blame me. I will release the restrictions now; please enter the dwelling for a chat."

Han Li's words were very tactful and polite.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist, what are you saying! Being able to be favored by you and having you condense a Nascent Soul in our sect is a fortunate event for our sect. How could the two of us be dissatisfied! It's just that we came in a hurry this time and didn't prepare any congratulatory gifts for your Core Formation, which is a bit shameful." The silver-haired old man laughed, as if he didn't mind at all.

"Senior Brother is joking. Being able to form a Core Formation here, Han is already deeply indebted." Han Li replied calmly.

Following these words, the cyan light mist rolled violently, and a passage two or three feet wide opened on its own before the two.

Seeing this, the silver-haired old man and the other didn't hesitate at all, flew into the passage, and instantly flew to a cyan stone gate.

The stone gate was wide open, and a young man in green robes stood in front of it, twenty-something years old, with ordinary features and a smile on his face; it was Han Li who had come out to welcome them.

"Two Fellow Daoists, please enter!" Han Li smiled at the two and let them into the cave dwelling.

"We are disturbing you." The silver-haired old man and the other didn't stand on ceremony, bowed slightly, and followed Han Li into the stone gate.

Subsequently, the cyan light mist outside rolled, the passage disappeared, and the restrictions closed as before.

Although the silver-haired old man and the other sensed this, they were confident that this place was within the Falling Cloud Sect, so naturally, they didn't have any worries.

After walking through a short passage with Han Li, they entered a fairly large hall.

"Two Fellow Daoists, please taste the spiritual tea I refined." After Han Li waited for them to sit down, he moved his spiritual sense, and a giant ape puppet holding a tea tray walked in slowly. On the tea tray were three cups of freshly brewed clear tea, which were placed before the three of them one by one. Then the puppet retreated without expression.

"Good tea! But I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Han to cultivate the mechanism puppet art; this is very rare." The silver-haired old man took a sip of the clear tea in his hand, praised it lightly, and then stared at the direction where the giant ape puppet disappeared, somewhat surprised.

"It's nothing; Han only understands a little bit of the puppet Dao and refined a few to drive. How can it enter the eyes of the two Fellow Daoists." Han Li replied indifferently.

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist is too modest. Although this giant ape is just a puppet, judging from the spiritual energy on its body, it is definitely capable of fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator." The cultivator surnamed Lu was also greatly surprised by Han Li's puppet art and couldn't help but probe.

"Indeed, the full-force strike of this kind of puppet can be comparable to a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, but both its actions and attack methods are too singular. The materials used to refine it are also valuable, enough to be worth a top-tier magic tool." Han Li shook his head slightly and pointed out the several flaws of this puppet in a nonchalant manner.

"Even so, Fellow Daoist's puppet is extraordinary. Especially if a low-tier disciple carried one, it would be more than enough for self-defense. However, this kind of mechanism puppet art seems to originate from the Thousand Bamboo Sect in the Far West. Could it be that Fellow Daoist is a cultivator from the Far West?" The silver-haired old man still praised the giant ape puppet, but changed the subject and began to probe Han Li's background.

Hearing the old man's words, Han Li smiled slightly and half-closed his eyes.

He understood the other party's intention without even thinking, and on the surface, he replied without changing his expression:

"I learned the puppet art from an anonymous classic. Whether it has anything to do with the Far West, I don't know. However, I am also clear that cultivators in the Far West are proficient in the puppet Dao. I have long had the intention to go there and exchange puppet arts with the cultivators there. As for me, I am a genuine Tiannan cultivator, originally from the Yue Kingdom, but later, when the six sects of the Demonic Dao invaded, I had to flee to another country." Han Li told a mix of truth and lies.

"So Fellow Daoist is from the Yue Kingdom; this is truly a bit surprising to me. Seeing Fellow Daoist's face so young, I wonder how many years you have cultivated? Could it be that the cultivation technique you practice also has the effect of preserving youth?" The cultivator surnamed Lu and the old man looked at each other and finally couldn't help but ask.

At first, he felt that Han Li's appearance was excessively young, but a cultivator who could reach this step of condensing a Nascent Soul should be at least three or four hundred years old. Just like the cultivator surnamed Lu himself, he entered the Nascent Soul stage when he was nearly four hundred years old.

"The cultivation technique I practice doesn't have the effect of preserving youth. But by chance in my early years, I once took a Face-Fixing Pill, so my appearance has always been maintained at the moment I took the pill and hasn't changed. And counting it up, I am over two hundred years old."

"What, two hundred years old?" When the cultivator surnamed Lu heard about the Face-Fixing Pill, he secretly thought 'as expected'. But after Han Li said his age, his face changed drastically, revealing a look of horror.

"Fellow Daoist has really only cultivated for two hundred years?" The silver-haired old man heard Han Li's words and also felt his heart churning, asking slowly.

As far as he knew, it wasn't that there hadn't been cultivators in Tiannan before who could condense a Nascent Soul after only two hundred years of cultivation, but there were only a dozen or so. Every one of them was a genius, and most of them truly became earth-shattering figures. Among them, there were even legendary figures who suddenly disappeared after breaking through to the late stage of Nascent Soul and ascended to another world.

This young cultivator before him also claimed to have only cultivated for two hundred years; didn't this mean that this person was also very likely to break through the early stage of Nascent Soul and become an extraordinary existence?

"Why, is there anything wrong with me forming a Core Formation at two hundred years old?" Han Li saw this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Although he knew that his condensing a Nascent Soul in two hundred years was indeed much earlier than ordinary cultivators, he really didn't know what this implied. After all, regarding matters related to Nascent Soul cultivators, Han Li only knew a little bit and had no chance to come into contact with them.

"Nothing, it's just that Fellow Daoist condensing a Nascent Soul at such a young age surprised the two of us. It seems that Fellow Daoist's future is limitless!" The silver-haired old man sighed lightly, revealing a hint of envy.

At the same time, he had already made up his mind. Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, they must pull this Nascent Soul cultivator into the Falling Cloud Sect and must not offend him. It would be even better if they could persuade this person to join the Falling Cloud Sect.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu beside him also had a complex expression, but his brow also returned to normal. After the silver-haired old man transmitted a few words with his lips, both of them revealed solemn expressions.

Han Li saw this in his eyes without changing his expression and didn't show any dissatisfaction, instead taking this opportunity to pick up the teacup on the table and take a few light sips.

At this moment, the silver-haired old man and the middle-aged man surnamed Lu seemed to have finished discussing, and then the silver-haired old man suddenly opened his mouth:

"Since Fellow Daoist Han is still a rogue cultivator, please forgive Cheng for asking presumptuously. Now that your Nascent Soul is formed, where do you plan to go in the future?"

"Where to go? I haven't thought about that for a moment. The Yue Kingdom is now the world of the Demonic Dao, and I offended a Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator in my early years, so it's impossible to go back. Other places..." Han Li said, revealing a look of contemplation, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

"If Fellow Daoist doesn't mind the weakness of our Falling Cloud Sect, why not join our sect? Although our Falling Cloud Sect is far from being as powerful as the Giant Sword Sect, and a bit worse than the Hundred Crafts Academy, fortunately, our sect doesn't have any specialized cultivation techniques and doesn't pay attention to any cultivation inheritance. We have always gathered the strengths of a hundred schools for our own use. As long as Fellow Daoist is willing to join our sect, from now on, you will be on equal footing with the two of us brothers, and we will definitely not treat you as an outsider." The silver-haired old man said solemnly with a sincere expression. One could tell at a glance that these words were indeed sincere.

"Become an elder of your sect?" Han Li frowned unintentionally, revealing a hint of hesitation.

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