Chapter 793: Han Li

The city closest to Changzhou is a large city called Yehua.

This city is ten thousand miles away from the Wanling Mountain Range, but there are still many cultivators who do not want to sleep in the wilderness who have stayed here. As for the small cultivation sect that had secretly occupied this city, they had long ago been scared into withdrawing all their disciples to the sect gate, pretending to be deaf and dumb about everything in this city.

Although there are quite a few cultivators gathered in this city, with the number of inns in this city, it is no problem at all for these cultivators to find accommodation.

One of them, called the Master Hongfu Inn, is just an ordinary one among these inns.

Two groups of cultivators have also moved into it, occupying the two independent courtyard houses at the back of the inn.

In one of the rooms in one of the courtyard houses, three people are gathered around a wooden table, discussing something.

These three are all young and beautiful female cultivators, precisely Zhao Ziling and Mei Ning, who parted ways with Han Li in Tianyi City, and the last one is naturally the Song-surnamed woman who is on good terms with them.

At this moment, Zhao Ziling looks dignified and beautiful, but she has clearly used a secret technique to hide her peerless true appearance. She looks like just an ordinary female cultivator with some beauty.

The three women now have solemn expressions, discussing something in low voices.

And there is faint white light flickering on the walls of the room; it seems that restrictions have been cast to prevent others from eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Sister Song, haven't you received any news from Brother Han yet? Now that there is not much time left before the miasma dissipates, if Brother Han doesn't appear, we might miss the best time to enter the Fallen Devil Valley." Zhao Ziling's eyebrows are tightly locked, and she asks with a trace of worry.

The person she is asking is naturally the white-skirted woman sitting opposite her, the Song-surnamed woman.

"Sister Zhao Ziling, it's not that you don't know. More than two years ago, although Senior Martial Brother Cheng of our sect claimed to the outside world that Uncle-Master Han was in seclusion to heal his injuries, in reality, I vaguely learned that Uncle-Master had gone to the Extreme West. Although I don't know what Uncle-Master Han went to such a place for, just the journey back and forth would take more than a year. There is no way to rush this. And isn't there still a few months left? I have already left a definite contact address in the sect; as long as Uncle-Master returns, he will be able to find us immediately. As long as Uncle-Master wants to return on time, there is no cultivator in the Extreme West who can keep the current Uncle-Master Han." The Song-surnamed woman smiles slightly and says with a calm expression.

"This matter is hard to say. Even if Daoist Han has magical powers that reach the heavens, some things cannot be solved just by having high cultivation." Zhao Ziling sighs, and she couldn't help but think of the encounter in the Yin Ming Land. But her autumn eyes turn, and she immediately continues:

"Sister Song, you now call him 'Uncle-Master Han' in every sentence, and 'Uncle-Master Han' in every sentence, as if you have suddenly become unusually respectful. In the past, when you talked about this Uncle-Master Han, you didn't have this expression."

Zhao Ziling says this, and a trace of a faint, playful smile appears on her beautiful face.

The Song-surnamed woman's face blushes slightly, but her expression immediately calms down:

"If Sister Zhao Ziling could also kill a top-tier mid-Core Formation stage cultivator, I would be just as respectful to Sister Zhao Ziling. Uncle-Master Han is now only second to the three great cultivators in Tiannan. As a junior, is it strange for me to be respectful?"

"Hehe! Of course it's not strange. Even I was shocked when I heard about these battle achievements of Daoist Han. Ten years ago, Brother Han was still a Core Formation cultivator like me, but now he has such astonishing magical powers, and we even need to look up to him. It's really hard to believe. If I had known this, I should have forcibly married Sister Mei Ning to him as a concubine. Sister Mei Ning's cultivation path would definitely have been smooth sailing." Zhao Ziling says with a smile.

Mei Ning, who is on the side, has her fragrant cheeks flushed red upon hearing this. But she gives a light snort, and she doesn't say anything. Only in the depths of her bright eyes is there a trace of melancholy.

Back then, Han Li had once given her a choice. It's a pity that she hesitated for a moment and actually missed this opportunity.

Now that Han Li has such a great reputation, it is naturally not something she can easily bring up.

"Sister Mei Ning almost became Uncle-Master Han's concubine! This is the first time I've heard of this. I had always believed that Uncle-Master and Sister Zhao Ziling might have some connection. After all, with Sister's peerless beauty, I believe there is no man in this world who wouldn't be moved by it." The Song-surnamed woman is first startled, but then teases Zhao Ziling with a light laugh.

"Humph! Back then, I didn't know that Daoist Han would have such vast magical powers. If I had known, I would have given myself to him long ago. If I could be Daoist Han's cultivation partner, it would definitely be much better than cultivating slowly by myself." Zhao Ziling purses her fragrant lips and says with a smile, making one wonder whether what she says is true or false.

This makes the Song-surnamed woman, who has always been somewhat reserved, dumbfounded and unable to laugh or cry.

"However, if Brother Han's magical powers have become so high, and he really agrees to help, then there is great hope for obtaining the Spirit Candle Fruit. Sister Song, have you really decided not to enter the Fallen Devil Valley? You must know that Sister Mei Ning doesn't want to go because the number of cultivators entering the valley has suddenly increased. With her cultivation base, it is really too dangerous to go in." Zhao Ziling hesitates for a moment and says slowly.

"I have thought about it again and again. You two are a bit different from me. Although I am only at the early Core Formation stage, I am already at the peak of the early stage and can advance in just twenty or thirty years of hard work. It is not worth taking such a big risk for this. As for the rest of the treasures in the valley, they have to be exchanged for one's life. I still have some self-knowledge." Mei Ning thinks for a while and replies seriously.

"Since Sister Song has made up her mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore. Actually, if I really can't wait for Daoist Han, I wouldn't dare to enter the Fallen Devil Valley alone either. After all, now that the number of high-tier cultivators entering the valley has increased, the danger has also greatly increased. There must be quite a few cases of killing people to seize treasures. If I, a Core Formation early-stage cultivator, enter alone, wouldn't I be a sheep entering a tiger's mouth? I'm not that muddled." Zhao Ziling gives a bitter smile and says in a dejected manner.

These words make Mei Ning and the Song-surnamed woman opposite her dumbfounded.

"The Ghost Spirit Sect suddenly leaked the news; this is something no one expected. At first, I even thought that Sister Zhao Ziling had deliberately leaked this matter, intending to fish in troubled waters." The Song-surnamed woman has a strange look on her face and mutters to herself.

"Fish in troubled waters? What is there to fish in troubled waters about? Of course, the fewer cultivators entering the valley, the better. Only in this way can we snatch the Spirit Candle Fruit before the Ghost Spirit Sect." Zhao Ziling gives a coquettish snort, looking as if she is not pleased.

"Oh! So the news wasn't released by Daoist Zhao Ziling? It seems someone else did this." A familiar male voice suddenly comes from outside the room door.

"Uncle-Master Han!"

"Brother Han!"

The Song-surnamed woman and Zhao Ziling are first startled, then immediately call out Han Li's name in realization, both of them revealing looks of surprise.

Zhao Ziling stretches out her hand, and a spell technique hits the room door.

Immediately, white light flickers on the wooden door, and the door slowly opens inward.

A young man in his twenties, wearing a half-old green robe, stands there with his hands behind his back. He looks at the three beauties in the room, a trace of a smile hanging on his lips.

This man is precisely Han Li, who has returned from the Extreme West after more than two years.

Behind him, there is an extra yellow bamboo tube about a foot long. He doesn't know what is inside, but it is slung diagonally behind his back, with no intention of putting it into his storage pouch.

If one looks closely, one can find that Han Li himself is slightly different from before; his entire spirit and temperament have undergone no small changes, appearing more calm and composed, giving people a feeling of being unfathomable.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Han!" The Song-surnamed woman doesn't have time to think much, hurriedly stepping forward a few steps to curtsy and say respectfully.

"Brother Han, you finally made it. Little sister thought that you were held up by something and couldn't make it in time!" Zhao Ziling's beautiful face is flushed with a trace of red, and she greets him with a look of unease.

This woman doesn't know how long Han Li has been here, and whether all her words just now were heard by the other party.

Thinking of the words about being willing to "give herself to him," even though Zhao Ziling is usually generous and clever, she feels shy and a trace of embarrassment at this moment.

"Since I promised you, I will naturally arrive on time." Han Li smiles faintly, gives the woman a meaningful look, and walks into the room unhurriedly.

Mei Ning also bites her red lips and comes over to greet Han Li.

Han Li waves his hand to let her stop, then walks to the side of an empty wooden chair and invites everyone to sit down together.

Zhao Ziling's expression quickly returns to normal, and she immediately sits down calmly. The Song-surnamed woman hesitates for a moment before sitting on the chair as well.

"Brother Han, when did you return to Tiannan? Was the trip to the Extreme West smooth?" Zhao Ziling doesn't immediately mention the Fallen Devil Valley, but asks about Han Li's affairs with a light smile, and looks at Han Li again with a strange gaze.

"I encountered some small trouble in the Extreme West. Although it was solved smoothly, it delayed me for a while, otherwise I should have returned half a year ago." Han Li says with a smile.

Hearing Han Li say this, Zhao Ziling and the Song-surnamed woman cannot help but look at each other, feeling somewhat curious.

Being able to call it a small trouble by the current Han Li, it definitely isn't an ordinary matter. It's just that seeing Han Li has no intention of talking about this, the two women are both clever and naturally don't pursue the question further.

"I just heard you say that it seems only Daoist Zhao Ziling is willing to go to the Fallen Devil Valley. Have Sister Song and Daoist Mei Ning changed their minds? Is this true?" Han Li glances at the other two women and asks with a normal expression.

"Since Uncle-Master already knows, this junior naturally dares not hide anything. Mei Ning Daoist and I have discussed it carefully and still feel that the danger of this trip is too great, so we decided to give up. I don't want to take such unnecessary risks just for twenty or thirty years of hard cultivation. As for Daoist Mei Ning, she recently obtained a bottle of spirit pills that are of great help to Core Formation, so she doesn't want to take such a strange risk either. After all, the name of the Fallen Devil Valley as the number one fierce place in Tiannan is not a joke. The Spirit Candle Fruit is deep in the valley, and the danger is even greater."

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