[{"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-8":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},2334934,4565,"Chapter 8: Chapter Eight: Entry Disciples","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>After nearly half a year of frantic cultivation, Han Li finally stood before Master Mo, awaiting his test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tie stood nervously pressed against Han Li, which was understandable—Han Li had long since learned from him that, after this nearly half-year of cultivation, he had made not the slightest progress with this incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li knew Zhang Tie had taken the cultivation of this incantation just as seriously as himself; though he lacked Han Li’s reckless, life-or-death fervor, the effort he had poured into it was by no means small—he was truly diligent and conscientious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet strangely, the incantation had no effect whatsoever on Zhang Tie; no matter how hard he worked, it produced not the faintest result—it seemed this incantation simply had no affinity with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li’s own heart was equally unsettled, far from steady. He knew Zhang Tie had almost no chance of passing this test, and though he himself had made a tiny bit of progress, it was hardly better than Zhang Tie’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His desperate cultivation had only slightly increased the strange energy flow within his body—if before it had been as thin as a hair, now it was as thick as a cotton thread. But whether this would suffice to pass Master Mo’s test, he had no confidence at all, and so Han Li’s heart rose uneasily into his throat, trembling with anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you both ready? Show me your cultivation results.” Master Mo squinted, seated on the high-backed chair, coldly observing the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ready,” Han Li and Zhang Tie replied, gritting their teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mo slowly rose from his chair and placed the book he never let out of his sight onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Extend your hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demonstrate your cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mo seized Zhang Tie’s right wrist with one hand and placed the other on his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he withdrew both hands, studying Zhang Tie silently from head to toe, expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tie’s face flushed crimson; he hastily shoved his hands behind his back and lowered his head, daring not to meet Master Mo’s gaze—he knew Master Mo had already realized he had achieved nothing with this incantation, and that the man would now show him no mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your turn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To everyone’s surprise, Master Mo showed no sign of scolding Zhang Tie—only a faint hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes before he turned to Han Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mo once again seized Han Li’s right wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So cold—icy, not at all like a living person’s hand,” Han Li thought uneasily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mo’s skin was dry and covered in calluses; it pricked Han Li’s skin slightly upon contact—the first sensation Han Li felt as the man gripped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps spurred by the external stimulus, the energy within Han Li’s body activated on its own, without his command—racing along the extraordinary meridians, flowing through acupoints across his body, from dantian to head, then to limbs, completing a full circuit before returning to dantian. As soon as this energy flowed, the slight discomfort on his skin vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!” Master Mo involuntarily exclaimed—he had detected the energy within Han Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick, run the incantation again,” Master Mo said, trying to suppress his joy, yet the fervor blazing in his eyes left Han Li stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slowly—let me examine it closely,” Master Mo added immediately, his usual icy tone now hurried, as he placed his other hand on Han Li’s dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li felt Master Mo’s hands trembling slightly—he was clearly overjoyed—and obeyed, letting the energy flow once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent! Excellent! This is it—this is exactly what I wanted! No mistake! Not a single mistake! Hahahaha...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a thorough examination, Master Mo could no longer contain himself—he burst into loud laughter, gripping Han Li’s shoulders tightly, his squinted eyes now wide open, staring at Han Li as if he were some rare, priceless treasure, his gaze tinged with a hint of madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li heard Master Mo’s continuous, booming laughter, felt the pain from the grip on his shoulders, and saw the madness on his face—he couldn’t help but grow afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, very good,” Master Mo noticed Han Li’s fearful expression and realized he had lost control—he immediately stopped laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep cultivating as you have today. From this day forward, you are my direct disciple.” He released his grip and patted Han Li’s shoulder in encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Mo’s face returned to its usual calm, as if the earlier frenzy had never occurred—yet the occasional fervent glances he cast toward Han Li betrayed his lingering excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for you...” Master Mo finally turned his gaze back to Zhang Tie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tie had been stunned by what had just happened; only now, as Master Mo addressed him, did he snap back to awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the dire consequence—being expelled from the mountain if he failed—he looked at Master Mo with a pleading, desperate expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your talent is poor. After so long, you’ve managed to cultivate nothing at all. It’s simply too Mianqiang  to make you my disciple,” Master Mo shook his head repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tie’s heart sank with every shake of Master Mo’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Master Mo’s words, both understood he had no intention of accepting Zhang Tie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, Master Mo seemed to recall something intriguing; his gaze toward Zhang Tie took on a peculiar expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet I just examined your bone structure—another cultivation method suits you better. Would you be willing to learn it from me?” Master Mo’s tone shifted abruptly, revealing he now intended to let Zhang Tie pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Tie, of course, had no hesitation—he immediately agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, very good. Both of you, go. Tomorrow I will teach you your new methods.” It was clear Master Mo was in high spirits—he uttered another “Good, very good” without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li and Zhang Tie exchanged glances, both feeling today’s test had been full of twists and turns—yet somehow, they had both passed, and they felt deeply relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>net\u003C\u002Fp>",990,"2026-06-20T21:12:45.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4fbf12936764368e918980eb41e96442fdf18986707018dac3ac759ed53b039b","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-9","a-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-chapter-7",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-mortal-s-journey-to-immortality-cover.jpg"]