Chapter 204

"My current strength is too great; even a Jin Dan cultivator, I fear not. The Immortal Martial Dao is truly amazing—this requires such low talent requirements."

"No, it's the Dao Jun's elixir that's terrifying—in one night, it equals a genius cultivating for decades."

"Today is the day Master Mo takes Zhang Tie away; now that I have power, I won't let this happen again."

Han Paopao's heart turned cold; he retrieved his hidden sword, practiced the Pure Yang Sword Art, and only then felt at ease enough to go there.

"Younger Brother Han, you've come?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, there's something I must tell you—come with me."

Moments passed.

Han Paopao brought Zhang Tie to the edge of a dense forest.

"Senior Brother, do you know Master Mo made you practice the Elephant Armor Skill to turn you into a zombie?!"

Zhang Tie was startled, glanced around, and whispered, "How do you know?!"

"Younger Brother Han, pretend you never heard this—if you don't, you'll be in danger."

Zhang Tie may seem unintelligent.

But Master Mo's chilling gaze had often made him feel uneasy.

Though he didn't know what Master Mo intended, he knew his Master likely had ill intent.

"I naturally have my own sources," Han Paopao said confidently. "I came today to save you. I've taken charge of your matter."

Zhang Tie panicked: "Younger Brother Han, Master Mo's methods are cunning—if you confront him, you won't save me, you'll get trapped yourself. Just pretend you don't know..."

"Han Paopao!"

At that moment, a figure shot toward them—no one but Master Mo could it be.

Master Mo had been preparing to leave the valley when he noticed Zhang Tie was gone, so he came searching.

On the way, he overheard their conversation.

This was, of course, something Han Paopao deliberately said for him to hear.

Otherwise, with Han Paopao's current strength, how could Master Mo have noticed?

"Han Paopao, since you've uncovered my scheme, I can't let you live."

"Is that so?" Han Paopao countered. "Aren't you going to possess me?"

Master Mo was stunned: "How do you know?"

"I naturally have my sources," Han Paopao sneered. "Die."

"Hmph, since you know my scheme, you must know—"

Before he could finish, his vision shifted.

Puff!

A head fell to the ground, eyes still wide open in disbelief.

The rest of his words—about the methods of cultivators—were never spoken.

"Younger Brother Han, what is this?"

Han Paopao smiled: "Yesterday, I received transmission from a Dao Jun, gained some strength, and can now resolve this problem. But there's still one more person to deal with."

Sword light surged, lashing toward Master Mo's body.

"Spare—"

Before the word "me" could be spoken, the lingering soul was shredded to dust.

"This is..." Zhang Tie was stunned.

Han Paopao: "This is the one who incited Master Mo to harm you and me."

"Damn it!" Zhang Tie roared in fury. "This bastard is so cruel—he died too easily!"

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Han Paopao chuckled: "Just a lingering soul—not worth torturing. Senior Brother, from today on, we are the masters of Divine Hand Valley."

"I... I can too?" Zhang Tie was shocked.

His younger brother had become so powerful—and still recognized him as senior brother.

Han Paopao nodded: "Of course you can. Besides you, there's another brother who must join us."

Now that he had power and backing, he naturally had to resolve Li Feiyu's issue.

Han Paopao was never an ungrateful man.

"Senior Brother Li?"

Han Paopao nodded: "Yes, precisely him."

That night, Han Paopao placed the small green bottle under the moonlight again, hoping it would quickly gather some Creation Fluid, then find Li Feiyu.

"You mean I can cultivate immortality?"

"No—you cultivate Wu Gong!"

Han Paopao shook his head; seeing his disappointed expression, he added, "This martial path is no ordinary one—it was created by the Tai Xuan Dao Jun, the Immortal Martial Dao, which, when perfected, grants eternal life and ascension to immortality."

"Wu Gong can lead to eternal life and ascension?!" Li Feiyu was stunned.

Han Paopao smiled silently, then suddenly drew his sword.

A magnificent sword light flashed—and before them, a hundred-meter-high mountain turned instantly to ash, leaving only a gorge stretching for miles.

"That was only one-thousandth of my strength. What do you think of this sword?"

"This is the Tai Xuan Immortal Martial Dao?"

"Yes." Li Feiyu was stunned.

Zhang Tie, watching beside them, widened his eyes, speechless.

"Can I also learn this Wu Gong?!"

Han Paopao nodded: "Of course. I've already asked the Dao Lord, and he has granted permission."

"Wonderful!" Li Feiyu cheered, "I can achieve immortality too."

Zhang Tie was so overcome with excitement that he paced wildly in place.

When the two had calmed down, Han Paopao said: "I will first transmit to you the cultivation technique, then you will take the pill and begin training. As for tomorrow, we will establish a Profound Heaven Dao Temple nearby."

"This is only proper," Li Feiyu said solemnly. "From this day forward, as long as I, Li Feiyu, still live, the Profound Heaven lineage will never be broken."

"And me!" Zhang Tie echoed.