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Published: September 2, 2025
Chapter 504: Teleportation and Conditions
“Although you have once helped Junior Disciple Ling, there are still some necessary questions to ask. This is a special time; I hope you can understand!” The sallow-faced cultivator stared straight at the direction where Ling Yuling had disappeared after flying away for a long moment. Only then did he come back to his senses, giving Han Li a cold, indifferent glance as he spoke.
“You can ask whatever you want,” Han Li replied calmly without hesitation.
“That’s good. Let’s start with your identity. I need to verify if it’s true,” the sallow-faced cultivator nodded once, saying indifferently.
Seeing this situation, Han Li slightly smiled.
“I am an elder of the Miaoyin Sect. This is my waist token, and this is the sealing command token for a secluded mansion within the city. I believe you should know how to tell if they are genuine.” Han Li reached into his storage pouch and pulled out two different tokens, calmly handing them over.
“Miaoyin Sect? Check if there really is such an elder.” The sallow-faced cultivator took the tokens without courtesy and ordered without looking back.
A female cultivator standing behind, with fairly delicate features, was slightly stunned upon hearing this but quickly responded.
She then rummaged through her storage pouch and finally pulled out a jade slip. After using her spiritual awareness to examine it thoroughly, she stared at Han Li a few more times before respectfully saying, “Protector Zhao, there is indeed an elder surnamed Han in the Miaoyin Sect, and from the portrait, he looks identical.”
“Oh! These two tokens are also real. It seems your identity is not fake!” The sallow-faced cultivator nodded expressionlessly upon hearing this.
“Alright, you all continue patrolling nearby. I will first help this fellow cultivator handle the procedures to enter the city.” The sallow-faced cultivator threw the tokens back to Han Li and gave instructions.
“Yes!” The four behind responded.
Without saying more, the sallow-faced cultivator waved to Han Li and led the way, flying toward Star City.
Han Li transformed into an azure rainbow, following closely behind.
Not long after, the sallow-faced cultivator brought Han Li near the high walls of Tianxing City and flew to a spot above one of the city gates.
Although no one else stopped them for questioning along the way, Han Li sent out his spiritual awareness for a quick scan and discovered there were at least four or five groups of hidden cultivators along the route. Mostly foundation establishment stage cultivators, but two masked core formation stage ones were also concealed among them.
Although Han Li's expression remained unchanged, his heart tightened. It seemed that after the attack on Nanming Island, the alert level had indeed risen sharply.
If it weren’t for someone guiding him, it probably wouldn’t be easy to sneak into Tianxing City.
The gate area looked somewhat deserted. Apart from about a dozen white-clothed cultivators, few people came or went.
As Han Li approached, he realized the tall walls and the gate were shimmering with a faint white glow, as if some sealing formation had been activated.
Once the sallow-faced cultivator landed, he headed straight to the only elderly white-robed cultivator sitting among them without hesitation.
This old man had a short goatee and a face full of wrinkles, lying back on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed, resting.
“Protector Yu! This is Elder Han of the Miaoyin Sect. I have verified his identity and tokens, and there are no issues. Please explain the matters regarding entering the city. I need to continue patrolling the outskirts and cannot stay long,” he said respectfully to the old man, seeming quite deferential.
Han Li’s gaze swept over the old man, and his caution grew by a few degrees.
This person was actually a mid foundation formation stage cultivator. No wonder the sallow-faced cultivator dared not offend him.
“Miaoyin Sect?” The old man’s eyelids twitched as he slowly opened his eyes, still seeming somewhat groggy.