Published: August 15, 2025
Chapter 74: Wind Riding Technique
Han Li looked at Li Feiyu’s suddenly domineering expression and fell silent, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly, Li Feiyu’s imposing aura abruptly withdrew, and he returned to his playful demeanor. He winked at Han Li and said loudly with a laugh:
“How was that? Pretty impressive aura just now, right? Full of domineering spirit, the true nature of a warlord. I bet you’re completely in awe of me now, ready to pledge your loyalty immediately.”
Han Li gave a wry smile at these words. The first part had moved him somewhat, but the last few words immediately brought him back to reality.
He glared fiercely at Li Feiyu for a while and ground his teeth as he said, “Warlord? I think you’re more like a bear!”
Li Feiyu didn’t care and laughed heartily, clearly delighted that he had managed to intimidate Han Li for a moment.
Gradually, Han Li calmed down. Amid Li Feiyu’s laughter, he suddenly said quietly:
“I already warned you before, and you know your situation well. Now I ask you seriously again: if you disperse your power, I can let you live many more years. You’ll be able to live with Miss Zhang for a long time. Don’t you want to think about that?”
Li Feiyu’s laughter stopped abruptly, his expression darkened, and several sharp lights flashed in his eyes as he stared directly at Han Li without replying.
But Han Li’s expression remained normal, showing no unusual emotion, only returning a clear gaze.
After a full cup of tea’s time, Li Feiyu withdrew the intense look from his eyes and his face softened a bit.
“Han Li, you know I would never consider dispersing my power on my own. I know you mean well, but please don’t bring it up again, alright?” He forced a smile, his tone tinged with a hint of pleading.
“Besides, do you really think that if I became a weakling who couldn’t even bind a chicken, Miss Zhang would still fancy me?” This sentence carried a hint of self-mockery.
Han Li was silent, then turned his head to look down the path where Li Feiyu had come from. After quietly observing for a moment, he spoke gravely:
“Since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t try to persuade you anymore. You’d better head back now. I hope you and Miss Zhang Xiu'er truly succeed in your relationship.”
Upon hearing this, Li Feiyu’s face immediately brightened with a happy smile. He patted Han Li’s shoulder several times with force.
“Good brother, those words are music to my ears—the happiest I’ve heard all day. I’ll take my leave now.”
He then leapt up, bounded a few times, and disappeared at the end of the path, vanishing without a trace.
“Ouch!” Han Li suddenly clutched his shoulder tightly. Those few slaps from Li Feiyu had secretly used internal energy, causing his shoulder to swell up like a small red bun, making it extremely painful to touch. He was truly suffering now.
“That brat. To get back at me for exposing his weak spot, he used this trick,” Han Li thought bitterly as he fumbled through his bag for some spirit medicine to treat the injury. He loosened his clothes and applied the medicine to his shoulder.
“Cough! I barely showed some goodwill this time, but it turned out like this. Guess I’m really not cut out for good deeds! Better go back and focus on mastering my spells. Next time we meet, I’ll find a way to get even for this sneaky attack,” Han Li thought reluctantly.
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After a long time had passed, Han Li was now eighteen years old.
During this period, the Seven Mysteries Sect finally declared war on the wild wolf gang due to their relentless encroachment.
Countless conflicts, large and small, broke out along the borders between the two forces. Many companions who had gone into the mountains with Han Li perished in these battles, which deeply saddened him.
Outside the valley, the big bell was struck more frequently due to the increasing number of wounded, giving Han Li the opportunity to practice many difficult healing techniques, greatly advancing his medical skills.