Mortal: Refining Weapons for Immortality

Chapter 11 Reunion with the Seven Mysteries

"Pseudo-spiritual root! Pseudo-spiritual root!! Pseudo-spiritual root!!! Hahahaha!!!"

Lin Changqing was not without anger; he was merely a novice who had just entered the world of cultivation.

He was speechless. Chen Fu was his benefactor, and he had extended a kind invitation. Chen Ziyan, the woman, had also been quite frank.

After speeding out of the valley on his sword, Lin Changqing could only manage a wry smile.

"Heaven gave me powerful divine sense and extraordinary comprehension, but also endowed me with a false spiritual root. Is this some kind of cruel joke?"

Lin Changqing appears humble and gentle, but at the young age of twenty, he is also proud and cannot tolerate such bluntness.

However, no matter how painful things are, time will eventually heal, fade everything, and leave scars.

After a short while, Lin Changqing's emotions calmed down. Remembering that he still had things to do, he mounted his flying sword and left, leaving behind a moment of silence.

Finally, he could only look back at the valley and murmur, "I never imagined that it was Elder Chen who guided me to the world of cultivation, and it was Elder Chen who allowed me to leave as well."

......

Seven Mysteries Gate, Divine Hand Valley.

Sixteen-year-old Han Li walked slowly along the path in Shenshou Valley and came to a dense forest.

Passing through the center of the dense forest, there is an empty square spiritual land, covered with rare, century-old medicinal herbs.

As always, Han Li was cautious as he arrived at the spirit herb field. He knew that no one would come to this remote place, but he still carefully observed his surroundings before taking out the small green bottle he carried with him. He slowly dripped the spirit liquid into the bucket and began to irrigate the spirit field.

Unfortunately, the inexperienced Han Li forgot to observe the sky, where someone was watching everything.

Lin Changqing didn't play games; feeling guilty and agitated, he flew directly into the herb field.

"Who?"

Han Li, who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, noticed the commotion, immediately conjured a fireball in his hand and shot it into the air, then placed Qu Hun in front of him.

To Han Li's disappointment, the fireballs fired by Lin Changqing were even larger, directly extinguishing the fireballs Han Li had fired. Moreover, Lin Changqing used his magic to collect the scattered fireballs, preventing them from causing a bigger commotion.

"Soul of the Melody!!"

The giant Qu Hun rushed over with unstoppable momentum, trying to knock Lin Changqing away. However, mortals are mortals after all. How could Qu Hun possibly be able to break through the body tempered by the "Little Chun Treasure Tree Technique"?

Lin Changqing grabbed Qu Hun and forcefully stopped him, pressing him to the ground. Seeing that the situation was under control, Lin Changqing calmly called out to Han Li.

"Brother Han!!"

"I am Lin Changqing!!!"

Just as Han Li was about to fight desperately, he heard a familiar voice in his ear, but his hand, hidden behind his back, was still silently gathering fireballs.

"Senior Brother Lin?"

"It's me, Han Li."

Sensing Han Li's tension and the hand hidden behind his back, Lin Changqing smirked, summoned the Green Wood Shield, and said speechlessly, "Han Li, put away the fireball. I won't kill you."

This was probably the most precarious moment of Han Li's life. His divine sense detected the power of the Azure Wood Shield, which he could not break. There was even a mysterious flying sword above Lin Changqing's head, which made him feel terrified and on the verge of life and death.

His voice even began to tremble as he said, "Senior Brother Lin, you saw everything?"

Lin Changqing calmly said, "I saw a green bottle and this pile of still-growing spiritual herbs."

"But Han Li, don't worry, I have no mortal grudge against you. I didn't come back to find you, and I won't get close to you. You just need to tell me how Senior Brother Liu Feng recovered after I left that day?"

Afterwards, to show his sincerity, Lin Changqing put away the ironwood sword and the greenwood shield.

Han Li saw Lin Changqing put away his magic weapon, and the fireball in his hand slowly dissipated.

He knew that Lin Changqing was also a cultivator, and if Lin Changqing wanted to eliminate him and seize the little green bottle, it would be that simple.

So let's start answering Lin Changqing's question and see what this Senior Brother Lin from the Seven Mysteries Sect wants to do.

"Under your instructions, Senior Brother Lin, and with my careful care, Senior Brother Liu Feng has fully recovered and is fine."

Lin Changqing was relieved to hear that his senior brother Liu Feng was alright, and then revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Han Li, I've returned this time only to ask you for a favor: please deliver these two bottles of pills to Senior Brother Liu."

"I am now a cultivator and it is not appropriate for me to appear in front of Senior Brother Liu Feng. I hope you can help me give this to him and tell him that this is a pill that the blacksmith junior brother gave him back then. Taking it can prolong life and increase cultivation."

"Tell him to take good care of himself...and live a good life."

"If Han Li is still staying in the Seven Mysteries Sect, please take good care of him for me. Don't let someone like Senior Brother Liu Feng be bullied."

Lin Changqing placed the pills on a stone to the side.

"As for you, Han Li, I won't ask you to do things for me without a reason."

"I'll take care of the poison in your body; consider it saving your life."

Lin Changqing sent a gentle stream of magical energy into Han Li's body. This time, for some reason, Han Li did not resist but accepted it calmly. He was not sure whether his senior brother Lin was trying to kill him or really helping him detoxify, but it no longer mattered.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

"I'm not dead? My body feels warm and comfortable."

Han Li touched his chest and found that the poison in his body had subsided, and he no longer needed the Warm Sun Jade.

"Han Li, remember what I'm telling you!"

He was about to fly away on his sword when Han Li called him back.

Perhaps it was because he had known Lin Changqing for many years, or perhaps it was because of Lin Changqing's attitude, but Han Li could sense that what Lin Changqing said was true, and that he didn't have to die.

After realizing that he wouldn't have to die, Han Li looked at Lin Changqing's carefree figure and couldn't help but yearn for it, wanting to ask Lin Changqing some questions.

"Senior Brother Lin, what is the cultivation world like? Can you tell me? And where do I get flying swords and shields?"

"Also, regarding the little green bottle, senior brother, you don't need it. Could you please keep it a secret for me?"

When Lin Changqing heard Han Li's curiosity about the cultivation world, he didn't think much of it, put away his flying sword, and began to slowly explain to Han Li.

......

Half a day later, night fell.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; the moonlight is delightful.

Lin Changqing, standing beside the hut in Shenshou Valley, began to tell Han Li about the world of cultivation.

The novel, which explores various aspects of the cultivation world, including the diverse arts of cultivation, the Tai Nan Small Gathering, the Yue Kingdom, and spiritual roots, also depicts the vibrant world of cultivation and the lives of independent cultivators within it.

In the end, Lin Changqing asked Han Li a question, a question he had asked many people.

"Han Li, how did you embark on the path of cultivation?"

Han Li sat to the side, no longer as nervous as before, and relaxed completely. He was surprised that Lin Changqing would ask this question, but still gave a vague answer.

"It's Master Mo." After saying that, he seemed to remember something, took out a few sheets of paper from his clothes, and snapped his fingers lightly. Instantly, the flame on his fingertips ignited the pages, burning away the writing on them. It was as if his eye disease had been cured, and he could see the world clearly again, no longer bound by anything, and could do whatever he wanted. He was free.

"The poison in my body has been cured, so this deal is no longer meaningful," Han Li murmured to the scattered ashes, as if everything was over.

Seeing that Han Li did not elaborate, Lin Changqing did not ask any further questions, but instead proposed a new deal to Han Li.

"Han Li, let's make a deal."

Han Li's eyes narrowed, as if he had remembered something unpleasant. His relaxed state of mind was immediately gripped by tension, as if a stone was pressing on his chest.

After a moment of silence, Han Li reluctantly answered Lin Changqing's question.

"Senior Brother Lin, what kind of deal?"

"If you accept, then so be it..."