Chapter 682: Secret Meeting

"Sorry for making you wait for a long time, Lord Marquis!" Han Li exchanged a few polite words before being let into the stone house by Lord Nanlong Hou. (Web)

The situation inside the house made Han Li startled; it was empty, without a single person?

But after his divine sense swept over, he discovered the restriction fluctuations in the house.

At the same time, Lord Nanlong Hou also noticed Han Li's movement. He smiled slightly and said:

"My little tricks naturally couldn't hide from fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Han, please follow me!"

As Nan Nan Long Hou spoke, he casually pinched a magic formula, and a sheet of golden mist shot out from his sleeve.

After the golden glow, a certain inconspicuous ground in the house flashed with white light, the illusion disappeared, and a pitch-black stone staircase appeared abruptly.

Lord Nanlong Hou walked down without a word, and Han Li frowned slightly before following down without hesitation.

The stone staircase was very short, and almost as soon as he stepped in, he appeared in a small underground hall. A few soft white lights from moonstones illuminated the place, but it wasn't very clear.

There were seven or eight cultivators inside, six sitting, and a man and a woman standing side by side, who seemed to be together.

These people swept their gazes over as soon as Lord Nanlong Hou and Han Li entered.

"It's you!"

The standing man's expression changed drastically as soon as he saw Han Li's face, and he exclaimed.

It sounded as if he recognized Han Li.

Han Li was startled upon hearing this, essence flashed in his eyes, and his gaze fell on the face of this late-stage Core Formation man.

What entered his eyes was a silver mask that left a deep impression. After seeing this, Han Li was startled for a moment, then a mocking look hung on the corner of his mouth.

This man was actually the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who had chased him to the point of having nowhere to go back then. The same silver mask, the same person under the mask, but his eyes lacked the youthful arrogance of those years and had two more points of vicissitudes and a hint of shock and anger.

"I didn't expect to see an old acquaintance here. It truly makes me, Han, somewhat surprised!"

"How is it possible? You... you condensed into a Nascent Soul?"

This young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect had a somewhat hoarse voice compared to before, but anyone could hear the fear in his words.

"What's going on, you know this fellow Daoist?" A black-robed person sitting in front of Wang Chan suddenly asked coldly.

"Second Uncle, this person is that Yellow Maple Valley cultivator surnamed Han I told you about. Back then, it was him..."

"No need to say more. Fellow Daoist Han is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he still care about a junior like you." This middle-aged man, covered in black robes and looking elegant, flashed a look of surprise, but after frowning, he interrupted without hesitation.

Then, he smiled warmly at Han Li and said in a friendly manner:

"I am Wang Wang Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Regarding the matters of those years, my nephew was ignorant and offended you much. But for the sake of my thin face, I hope fellow Daoist will no longer care about this matter."

Listening to this person's tone, it seemed he knew a thing or two about Han Li's affairs.

"The matter between me and fellow Daoist Wang back then was just a small thing. Many years have passed, how could I, Han, still hold a grudge? You are overthinking it!" Han Li looked at the black-robed person and said with a light smile. But Han Li sneered secretly in his heart.

The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect had almost taken his life several times back then, and even forced him to take the risk of teleporting away from Tiannan. How could he give up this hatred so easily?

If it weren't for the many Nascent Soul cultivators here, and the sect master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was also here, he would have definitely taken the other party's life immediately.

But for now, he could only see what kind of characters the others were, and if there were other demon cultivators?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have avenged his hatred, but instead be destroyed by the other party joining hands.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Han originally came from Yellow Maple Valley. I thought fellow Daoist was a Falling Cloud Sect cultivator. However, being able to abandon past grievances, that couldn't be better. After all, I invited you fellow Daoists here, and I don't hope to see any unpleasant things happen." Lord Nanlong Hou said at the right time.

Wang Wang Tiangu smiled slightly upon hearing this. With his deep scheming, he naturally wouldn't easily believe what Han Li said.

Thus, he nodded seemingly casually and said:

"Fellow Daoist has such a broad mind, Wang admires it. However, fellow Daoist, please rest assured. After I go back, I will strictly punish my nephew. It's just that fellow Daoist actually cultivated from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Nascent Soul stage in just less than two hundred years. It's truly hard to believe. I suppose in a few hundred years, it wouldn't be impossible for fellow Daoist to cultivate to the late-stage Nascent Soul. People with dull aptitude like us are far behind!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present, including Lord Nanlong Hou, changed their expressions.

Han Li called out bad in his heart and hated this Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator to the bone.

It sounded like praise on the surface, but once this sentence was spoken, it pushed him to the center of everyone's attention.

"Is fellow Daoist not yet three hundred years old this year?" After a moment of silence, a dark-skinned man sitting in the corner asked strangely.

"Sect Master Wang is joking. I also just condensed my Nascent Soul, how could I dare to hope for things like late-stage Nascent Soul that are still hundreds of years away." Han Li replied lightly, sweeping his gaze across everyone in the room.

Only then did he discover that besides Wang Chan, the beautiful young woman with national beauty and heavenly fragrance was also a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, standing side by side with Wang Chan behind Wang Wang Tiangu.

Looking at this woman's calm appearance, she didn't look like an ordinary female cultivator.

I heard that the Yan family, the number one family in the Yue Kingdom back then, joined the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately after sneaking out of the Yue Kingdom and married Yan Yan Ru Yan, the heaven-spirit-root girl of the family, to Wang Chan.

Could it be this woman? Han Li couldn't help but think.

As for the other six, they were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and even an old man with a white shirt and no beard was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like Lord Nanlong Hou.

Han Li looked at this person a few more times, and after meeting the old man's gaze, he couldn't help but shiver. The other party's gaze was icy and bone-chilling, as if it could freeze his heart and lungs. This made Han Li feel terrified in his heart. But on the surface, he tilted his head calmly and avoided his gaze seemingly casually.

The old man saw this and hung a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Lord Nanlong Hou had already greeted Han Li to sit down with a normal expression.

Han Li didn't stand on ceremony, found an empty chair, and sat down steadily. Then he glanced at Wang Chan, whose eyes were flickering, with a mocking smile.

This young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, because Wang Wang Tiangu was here, although he was terrified in his heart, had now recovered his calmness. But the gaze he cast at Han Li naturally contained unspeakable fear.

The opponent who had the same cultivation base as him back then had actually soared into the sky and condensed into a Nascent Soul. This naturally made him jealous and hateful in addition to shock and anger. On the contrary, Yan Yan Ru Yan, the great beauty, looked at Han Li a few more times, her eyes clear and bright, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.

Seeing this situation, Han Li sneered and stopped paying attention to the two.

Lord Nanlong Hou, as the initiator, stood in the middle with a serious expression and said in a deep voice:

"Some of you fellow Daoists are righteous cultivators, some are from demon sects, and some are loose cultivators who walk alone. But one thing is the same for everyone. That is, your divine senses are all exceptionally powerful. This is the reason why I invited you fellow Daoists to gather here. Some of you already know the general idea of the matter, but most of you haven't been informed yet. So I will explain the matter in detail again. Then everyone can decide whether to participate in this matter. If you are unwilling, I will definitely not force you."

Hearing this, Han Li's spirits lifted, knowing that the main topic was coming.

"Hehe! Others are fine. Why are the two juniors of the Ghost Spirit Sect here? Don't tell me that the divine senses of these two can also compare to ours." A cold-faced cultivator sitting opposite the black-robed person suddenly said without any sign. While speaking, he stared at Wang Wang Tiangu with unkind eyes, seemingly having a grudge against him.

Han Li saw this, and his heart moved.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, you have misjudged this time. Although their cultivation bases are not high, they are proficient in secret arts, and when they join hands, their divine senses can be combined into one, and their divine senses are not weaker than ours in a short time. You know, cultivators with such powerful divine senses like us are truly hard to find. Some of you fellow Daoists have cultivated some cultivation techniques, or have extraordinary divine senses by nature, and some have treasures that can strengthen divine senses. Otherwise, how could I, Marquis, do useless things." Lord Nanlong Hou seemed to have expected it and said with confidence.

"Since that's the case, let's just say I, Yu, didn't say anything!" The cold-faced cultivator said with an expressionless face.

The other few cultivators had no objections and looked at Lord Nanlong Hou, preparing to listen quietly to his following words.

"The purpose of gathering everyone this time is actually to ask you fellow Daoists to go to the Mulan Grassland with me." Lord Nanlong Hou swept his gaze over everyone after saying this and said slowly.

"Mulan Grassland?"

As soon as Lord Nanlong Hou said this, most of the cultivators present were startled in their hearts.

Hearing this, Han Li's expression also changed drastically.

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