Published: September 5, 2025
Chapter 660: Golddevouring Spirit Sword
Han Li saw that the two recognized him, and a strange, indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, “When I left home in search of the dao back then, I never expected that the Han Family would become such a prominent clan. It just goes to show that the saying ‘you never know what fate will bring’ is indeed true! You two may rise. After all these years, this uncle hasn’t returned home even once. To the current Han Family, I’m little different from an outsider. There’s no need for so much ceremony!”
“Uncle speaks with humility. It is the fault of us descendants for our lack of filial piety, not knowing that you were still alive. Otherwise, we would have sent people to pay respect before you,” the middle-aged scholar said respectfully as he stood.
“Filial piety? No need. I’ve come only to take a look and leave, not to stay long. I am now a seeker of immortality and the dao; it’s better to avoid worldly attachments,” Han Li waved his hand lightly and said calmly.
“Uncle, you’re leaving so soon? That’s too sudden. Why not come with Tian Xiao to the fortress and see the other Han descendants first? Then leave—it won’t be too late!” The scholar was surprised.
“No need. When I came here just now, I flew swiftly over Han Family Fort. The people inside scanned me with spiritual awareness. Unfortunately, although there are many Han clan members, none possess a spiritual root. There’s no chance for me to connect with them. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind taking one or two disciples from my own clan to cultivate.” Han Li sighed with some regret.
“It seems our descendants are unfortunate; there’s no chance to receive immortal affinity from you, uncle,” the scholar said with a trace of disappointment and a bitter smile.
“Having a spiritual root that only immortal cultivators possess is already one in ten thousand. It’s normal that among hundreds of Han family members, none have this qualification. Moreover, according to my true intention, it’s better that the descendants of the Han and Li families don’t step into the immortal cultivation world. After all, the current immortal cultivation world is not peaceful. Entire clans or sects being wiped out happens frequently. If the whole Han family got involved, it would be disastrous.” Han Li shook his head.
“We will obey whatever our fourth great-uncle commands.” Hearing Han Li’s words, the scholar was initially stunned but then replied obediently.
“How many generations removed are you from Li Feiyu? What’s your name?” Han Li shifted his gaze and suddenly fixed it on the curly-bearded burly man.
The burly man quickly lowered his head and answered, “I am Li Feng, the eleventh generation descendant of our ancestor Feiyu. Greetings, Uncle Han.”
“Li Feiyu and I were like brothers back then. You may call me uncle; I can bear that. I saw you protect Tian Xiao a lot earlier, so it seems the Li family has taken good care of our Han family over the years. As your Han family uncle, I certainly can’t treat the Li family poorly. Here are some pills that are very helpful for those who practice martial arts. They can help the Li family’s descendants save a lot of time and effort in cultivating internal force. Take them.” Han Li tapped his storage pouch with one hand, and a white light flashed. Seven or eight small bottles of various colors suddenly appeared in his palm, which he handed over to the burly man.
The burly man was delighted and quickly accepted the small bottles with thanks.
In the martial world, although cultivating internal force doesn’t take as long as in the immortal cultivation world, achieving some success still requires many years. With these pills, the Li family would surely produce many experts.
The middle-aged scholar was happy for his friend but couldn’t help casting a hopeful look at Han Li.
Han Li saw this and smiled slightly. Unhurriedly, he took a spiritual beast pouch from his waist and gently tapped it.