Chapter 908: Small City Inn

Walking casually into an inconspicuous room in the pavilion, the big man was already lying stiffly on the ground, covered in blue frost. His bull-like eyes were wide open, full of terror.

Han Li flipped his hand, and a silver needle appeared between two fingers. Without a word, he leaned down and pierced a few needles into the sides of the big man's head.

The big man's body trembled, and then the light in his eyes gradually faded, becoming dull and stupid.

Han Li formed seals with both hands, and a few low incantations were issued, and several magic seals were cast on the big man one after another.

The cold air on the big man disappeared immediately, and his eyes turned blank as he automatically turned over and sat on the ground, motionless.

Han Li's face was covered in blue light, and with a flick of his sleeve, several formation flags of different colors shot out from his sleeve and were inserted around the two of them, and a barrier formation that cut off breath suddenly took shape.

After activating the formation, he swayed his body and stood behind the big man.

Han Li raised his hand slightly, pressed his five fingers on the top of the big man's head, and at the same time, his whole body shone with rosy light, and both of them were rolled into the light.

"What is your name, and what is your position in the Kong family?" The question from Han Li came from the rosy light, cold and emotionless.

"Kong Dou, deacon of the outer hall!" The big man replied blankly.

"When did the Kong family occupy Sunyun Town, and where did the original residents of the town go?"

"Starting seven years ago, the residents of the town were mortals and were resettled in a small city called 'Xuejiang' a hundred li away."

"What is the purpose of the Kong family's Ginseng King Assembly this time?"

"..."

In this strange question and answer, Han Li obtained most of the intelligence he wanted from the other party. Finally, he suddenly withdrew his five fingers, and the big man collapsed to the ground. He took out a medicinal pill, stuffed it into the big man's mouth, and took out silver needles to pierce all the acupoints on the big man's body.

After a while, he stood up and muttered with a thoughtful expression:

"Using this Worry-Free Needle should be able to seal this person's memory for a certain period of time, and it won't cause any commotion immediately. It is a pity that because of my cultivation base, I cannot fully exert the Dream-Inducing Technique, otherwise, I wouldn't need to be so troublesome by directly using the Soul-Searching Technique. It seems I have to go to that small city."

Han Li shook his head, collected the formation flags, walked out of the room, and left the pavilion.

Below, he didn't care about the Ginseng King Assembly anymore and walked directly toward the main gate.

There were not many cultivators who left halfway through the assembly, so when Han Li left the gate and flew away with his magic tool, the group of cultivators guarding the gate didn't have any suspicion.

A blue light flew straight toward the small city mentioned by the big man.

The small city was not too far from the Xueling Mountain Range. After passing Sunyun Town, Han Li vaguely saw the small city of Xuejiang. He landed at the city gate and walked in slowly.

This small city of Xuejiang was three or four times larger than Sunyun Town, but it could only be barely called a small city.

It was already late at night when Han Li entered the city, and it was pitch black. Therefore, there were few pedestrians on the road, and naturally, no one noticed the arrival of this uninvited guest, Han Li.

Han Li walked on the street, releasing his spiritual sense cautiously to prevent being discovered by high-tier Nascent Soul cultivators hidden in the city.

There were indeed cultivators in the small city, but they were mostly low-tier cultivators. The one with the highest cultivation base was a Core Formation cultivator hidden in a mansion in the southwest corner. With Han Li's spiritual sense being extremely hidden, he swept past, and this person didn't notice anything at all.

However, Han Li didn't come to the small city to find any high-tier cultivators. Seeing that there was no threat to him in the city, he withdrew his spiritual sense, restrained his aura, and walked along the street while scanning both sides, seemingly looking for something.

Soon, he walked to a wider crossroads, which seemed to be the center of the small city.

After Han Li glanced at the signboard of an inn, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly stopped.

The signboard was a few feet in size, with the two silver-powder words "Yuelai" written on it, looking no different from ordinary signboards. And there were probably not a thousand, but hundreds of inns in Great Jin with such an ordinary name as "Yuelai."

Han Li stared at a mark like a teapot in the lower right corner of the signboard, his gaze motionless.

After a while, he exhaled lightly, looked up at the small inn in front of him, and looked around again. Finding no one nearby, his figure swayed, and after a flash of faint yellow light, he passed through the tightly closed door as if he were invisible.

The lobby of the inn was dark and silent, not knowing if there were no guests or if everyone had gone to rest.

After observing for a while, Han Li closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense, and the situation of the entire inn entered his mind.

Suddenly, he turned into a light breeze without a sound and disappeared into the darkness.

The boss of the Yuelai Inn was a dry old man in his fifties, with some wealth in the small city. After being busy all day, his body was exhausted, and he was sleeping soundly while hugging his concubine who had been married home for less than a year.

But suddenly, he felt a wisp of cold wind blowing over his body, extremely cold, and couldn't help but wake up with a start.

After opening his eyes, the inn boss broke into a cold sweat.

A dark human figure was standing in front of the bed, a pair of flashing eyes staring coldly at him.

"You..." He was about to shout loudly, but his throat felt numb, and he couldn't make any sound.

"Don't shout loudly. Although there is not a single cultivator in the inn, I don't want to disturb others. You should look at this thing first," the human figure raised a hand, and a silver key appeared in front of the inn boss.

Seeing the silver key, the inn boss's body shook, and his whole body relaxed, with a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

And this person was naturally Han Li, who had sneaked into this place.

The inn boss jumped off the bed, gesturing with his hands, stammering, wanting to say something, but still couldn't speak.

Han Li smiled slightly, raised a hand, and a wisp of silver thread shot back from his throat, falling into his hand—it was a thin silver needle.

"Can you let me check that key again?" The inn boss coughed a few times and finally regained his ability to speak.

Han Li didn't be polite and threw the key to the other party directly.

The boss took the silver key and checked it carefully for a long time before revealing a respectful expression, offering the key to Han Li with both hands.

"Are you the Young Master?"

"You have already checked the key, do you have any questions?" Han Li didn't answer directly but said indifferently.

"No, since you can find the old slave and have this key, your identity is naturally not fake, but..." The boss subconsciously looked back at his concubine.

"Rest assured, before I woke you up, I had already cast a spell to make her fall into a deep sleep. Even if you shout in her ear, she won't hear anything," Han Li's eyes flashed, and his expression didn't change.

"That is good. Since the family head hasn't contacted the old slave for several years, the old slave is just a mortal and doesn't know what happened. I didn't dare to inquire about it, fearing to attract the attention of other cultivators. Now that you have brought the key, Young Master, the old slave can finally breathe a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the family head saying that you would change your appearance next time you came, the old slave wouldn't have dared to recognize you so easily," the inn boss said honestly.

"The Feng family did have some things happen, so I need to open the secret cave this time to take some things out. Apart from the family head, there should be a backup map of the secret cave kept with you, right? Give it to me!" Han Li didn't be polite and said in a commanding tone.

"Yes! Since you have the secret cave key, Young Master, you are naturally qualified to open the secret cave. Please wait a moment, Young Master!" The inn boss said without any suspicion. Then he found an iron hoe, dug for a while, and after carefully feeling with both hands, pulled out an ordinary-looking blue brick, wiped the sweat, and turned around.

"The address of the secret cave is sealed in this object. The old slave cannot open it and has never seen it with his own eyes. You should have a way, Young Master!" The old man handed the blue brick to Han Li and said hesitantly.

"Of course, I have my own ways. In addition, after I take this thing, you don't need to stay in this city anymore. Leave immediately, go far away, and change your name!" Han Li took the blue brick, looked at it twice, seemed to confirm the authenticity of the object, and nodded satisfactorily. Then he said with a solemn expression.

"So the Feng family really had an accident! Rest assured, Young Master, the old slave will leave this place

"So that's how it is, the Feng family really has met with disaster! Don't worry, Young Master, I will leave this place within a few days. I won't let any news of your affairs leak out." The innkeeper's expression dimmed, and he agreed immediately.

"As long as you know the stakes involved. In return for your loyalty to the Feng family, take this medicinal pill! Although you are a mortal, taking this pill will still strengthen your body and prolong your life!" Han Li put away the blue brick, and after taking two more looks at the old man's dejected expression, his expression stirred. Suddenly, he flipped his hand, and a small blue bottle appeared in his palm, which he handed to the old man.

"Many thanks for the Young Master's reward!" The innkeeper was stunned for a moment, then his face filled with joy as he spoke.

"Alright. I have other matters to attend to, so I am leaving now. Take care of yourself!" Han Li waved his hand and said expressionlessly. Afterward, in front of the innkeeper, a flash of blue light appeared, and he vanished into thin air.

The old man was startled and searched around for a good while before finally confirming that Han Li had already left. Only then did he lower his head and stare blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

As soon as Han Li left the inn, he immediately flew away from the small town. After finding a nameless barren mountain nearby, he landed his magic tool.

Then, flipping his palm, the blue brick appeared in his hand.

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