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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 602: Refined Gold Physique 🏅

Published: September 5, 2025

Chapter 599: Refined Gold Physique

The largest mountain peak was the main peak of the Six Marvelous Peaks, towering three to four thousand zhang high. Standing among several mountains, it resembled a cluster of stars surrounding the moon, overlooking the other peaks, including Heaven Spring Peak.

Starting from halfway up the mountain, this giant peak was shrouded in a pale purple mist, hazy and mysterious, giving off an indescribable aura.

But at the foot of the mountain, the scene was the exact opposite—bustling with activity.

Surrounding the mountain were densely packed buildings of various sizes. There were simple stone houses with only a few rooms, gigantic halls tens of zhang tall, and many bluestone streets that had formed spontaneously like markets, chaotic and lively.

Along both sides of these streets were various stalls, with vendors loudly selling their goods. Many disciples of Luoyun Sect walked through the crowd, bargaining with the stall owners.

This scene left Han Li and the six other cultivators passing through utterly stunned.

However, the young man surnamed Yu was already accustomed to it, paying no attention as he activated his magical artifact and swooped past, flying straight to a solitary stone hall hundreds of zhang high.

This stone hall was entirely built from massive bluestones, about twenty to thirty zhang tall, flanked by two smaller side halls six or seven zhang high. In front of the hall’s stone platform, a few cultivators were flying in and out sporadically.

The young man surnamed Yu lowered a bronze bowl, allowing Han Li and the others to dismount one by one.

Then, he formed a spell formation, causing the bronze bowl to quickly shrink before storing it in his storage pouch.

“Wait here for a moment. I’ll first report to the sect leader, then call you inside,” he said simply.

After these words, the young man strode forward without further acknowledgement.

At the entrance, a few qi refining stage cultivators recognized him and showed no intention of questioning him, instead respectfully bowing before watching him enter the hall.

Only then did the guards turn their curious gazes toward Han Li and the others standing a little farther away, seeming to have some idea of their identities.

A while later, no one inside the hall had called them in yet, but suddenly a beam of white light flew toward them from afar.

As the light dimmed above Han Li and the others, a huge brocade handkerchief appeared, on which stood the pale-faced young man surnamed Liu and four other young cultivators who had been taken away earlier.

The pale-faced youth looked down at the seven below him with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but soon lost interest, landing his magical artifact nearby. He instructed the four young men to stay where they were and arrogantly entered the stone hall alone.

This naturally caused Han Li and the seven to exchange glances with the four young cultivators of decent spiritual root aptitude who were separated into two groups.

For some unknown reason, although they all had entered the Luoyun Sect at the same time, the atmosphere between the two groups felt somewhat awkward, even carrying a faint hint of hostility.

But as new disciples of Luoyun Sect, neither group spoke, silently waiting in tense silence.

After roughly the time it took to eat a meal, the young man surnamed Yu finally emerged from inside.

As soon as he appeared at the hall’s entrance, he beckoned to Han Li and the others, then looked back at the four young men and said without hesitation, “The four of you come in together. The sect leader will meet all of you at once.”

Having said this, the youth immediately turned and walked in.

Neither group dared to delay and quickly followed.

Behind the youth, passing through a short corridor, Han Li and the others were led into a hall about twenty to thirty zhang in size.

Inside sat seven or eight cultivators with various expressions, chatting quietly in low voices.

Upon seeing the young man surnamed Yu lead the new disciples inside, they immediately stopped talking and their gazes swiftly swept over Han Li and the others.