Published: August 15, 2025
Chapter 98: Returning to the Village
Not long after Han Li left Rainbow Cloud Mountain, Sect Master Wang announced that Li Feiyu had been accepted as a closed-door disciple. He also officially confirmed Li Feiyu’s position as hall master of the Outer Blade Hall, and from then on, he was favored greatly.
Several years later, Han Li’s Third Uncle accidentally committed a serious offense that violated the gang rules and was supposed to face death. However, Sect Master Wang stood firm against opposition and saved him.
As for Sect Master Wang, in later gang conflicts, he encountered powerful enemies and was severely wounded multiple times, barely clinging to life. Every time people thought he wouldn’t survive long, he miraculously recovered thanks to a pill stored in a jade bottle. Soon, he would be lively and energetic again.
This caused others to covet the pill and ask about its name and origin, but Wang Juechu always evaded the question and refused to reveal it. Naturally, those who tried to obtain the pill failed.
Years later, when Wang Juechu passed away, he finally left behind the name of the pill—Essence-Nourishing Pill. At that time, only three pills remained inside the jade bottle. But even those three pills sparked bloody turmoil and brought considerable trouble to Wang Juechu’s descendants!
However, that is a story for another time. For now, let’s return to Li Feiyu, who was holding several small bottles and a note, staring blankly. Earlier that morning, when he had just come back from Zhang Xiu’er’s place, these items had appeared in the room.
The note was left by Han Li. It was simple, just telling Li Feiyu that he had already left the seven mysteries sect and might never return. The pills inside the bottles were carefully prepared and should be able to extend Li Feiyu’s life. Han Li hoped Li Feiyu wouldn’t refuse them.
At the end of the note was a drawing of Han Li’s smiling face. Next to the smiley was a wish for Li Feiyu and Zhang Xiu’er to marry soon and have many children.
After zoning out for a while, Li Feiyu suddenly ran out of the house and rushed up to the top of the nearest small mountain peak.
At the peak, Li Feiyu anxiously looked toward the gates of the seven mysteries sect. All he saw was a stretch of lush greenery—no sign of anyone.
After standing still for a long while, Li Feiyu sighed deeply and quietly said with a lonely expression, “I hope you take care! Farewell!”
Then, he slowly walked down the mountain peak. His slow, solitary figure looked very lonely and melancholic.
At that moment, a horse-drawn carriage was traveling along an ancient road, heading east.
Han Li and Quhun were sitting inside. Although the four-wheeled covered carriage was spacious, only the two of them were inside. Han Li had spent three taels of silver to rent the entire carriage temporarily.
The wooden carriage looked a bit shabby and old on the outside, but inside it was quite clean. The two horses pulling it were in their prime, running strong and swiftly, pulling the carriage at a fast pace.
Han Li had chosen this carriage for these reasons and was willing to spend three taels of silver on it. Usually, such a carriage could only earn a little over one tael after working several days.
The driver was an ordinary, thin, dark middle-aged man who wasn’t talkative. Unless Han Li actively asked, he wouldn’t speak. Han Li was pleased by this.
He knew that Quhun, who was tall and mysterious with a cloak covering his face, looked very secretive. If the driver were talkative, it would be troublesome to handle questions.
On Han Li’s shoulder sat a yellow-feathered cloudwing bird, a very intelligent little creature that was half-asleep.
Quhun sat at the other end of the carriage, carrying a large bundle on his shoulder. Besides some change of clothes, it was filled with gold, silver, and various heavy bottles and jars.
As for the magical artifacts, letters, and books obtained from Doctor Mo, Han Li carried them on his person because they were very important and he feared losing them.