Chapter 1253: Farewell to Xiang Zhili

A Mortal's Journey to Immortality, Volume 7: Roaming the Human World

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**Volume 7: Roaming the Human World, Chapter 1232: Meeting Xiang Zhili Again**

Seeing that the opponent was unwilling to give up, Han Li felt a growing anger in his heart.

Since he had advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage, the full power of his two Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures had never been truly unleashed. Moreover, he had finally gathered all seventy-two Geng Jin Flying Swords. He wasn't entirely sure how powerful the Great Geng Sword Formation would be once deployed, but he was confident that even a Spirit Transformation cultivator caught within it would likely not escape unharmed. What's more, he also possessed two recently understood Immortal Extermination Orbs, which served as his trump cards.

Although he had weighed the possibilities countless times in his mind, Han Li, with a grim expression, reconsidered one more time. Convinced that he could indeed fight the opponent, he no longer used his Wind-Thunder Wings to evade when the yellow hand rushed to grab him again. Instead, he raised his hand, and a dazzling golden light flashed. With a "shhhk" sound, the sword light instantly sliced the large hand into two halves before it dispersed and vanished.

Han Li's counterattack surprised Old Monster Feng opposite him, causing his eyes to narrow slightly.

Frankly, he had found it somewhat odd that Han Li stood boldly in the air, neither dodging nor fleeing, when he caught up this time. Therefore, his previous attack was merely a probe. Now, the opponent's counterattack immediately made him realize that this late Nascent Soul cultivator, seemingly cornered, intended to engage him in a formal battle.

Old Monster Feng's expression remained impassive, but inwardly, his anger turned to delight. If the opponent continued to flee like this, he himself would have doubted whether to keep depleting his lifespan in pursuit. But now that Han Li intended to fight, a single, greater expenditure of vital essence would be enough to utterly destroy him, thus ending this tiresome chase.

Old Monster Feng immediately let out a long breath, no longer bothering with pleasantries. He simply reached up and touched the top of his head with one hand. A blue light flashed, and a hexagonal jade plate appeared directly. Its design was ancient, with various runes floating on its surface, making it appear extremely mysterious.

As this treasure emerged, a sinister smile appeared on the horse-faced old man's face. Since he intended to avoid excessive depletion of his lifespan, his first move was naturally a thunderous strike, and he would absolutely not engage in prolonged combat. Through several brief skirmishes during the previous pursuit of Han Li, he knew that the opponent possessed considerable divine abilities and rather profound treasures. He dared not underestimate him, and thus, his very first move brought forth his most prized possession.

The jade plate spun rapidly in the air, then suddenly expanded with a buzzing sound, transforming into a colossal object several zhang in size. Immediately, the plate oriented itself vertically, facing Han Li. Dazzling blue light emanated from it, and something seemed to be on the verge of emerging.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart tightened. Without hesitation, he simultaneously flicked both sleeves. Dozens of small golden "swordfish" swam out, instantly transforming into seventy-two golden flying swords, each about a chi long, which then circled above him. Then, with a sword incantation formed by both hands, the seventy-two flying swords immediately flickered. Hundreds of identical sword lights materialized. These sword lights briefly danced, instantly transforming into streaks of golden mist, while sword cries resounded simultaneously, creating an astonishing display of power.

When Old Monster Feng saw Han Li conjure so many flying swords, he couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. But then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Even if you have many flying swords, can you have more than my flying knives? Let me show you the power of my Ten Thousand Blades Disk!"

"Ten Thousand Blades Disk?"

Han Li's gaze flickered, drawn to the hexagonal jade plate in the distance. A rune on the disk flashed, and a hazy blue light pillar suddenly shot out, then dispersed into numerous blue streaks. After each blue streak flickered a few times, it instantly transformed into a several-inch-long, sparkling blue flying knife. Meanwhile, the blue light pillar in the disk continued to spray forth without cessation. In a blink of an eye, countless flying knives, like a mountain of blades, hovered densely in the air above the old man's head. Anyone who saw it would be terrified!

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2010/05/30 02:27 | 221.182.2.2nd Floor2010/05/30 02:33 | 124.237.22.3rd Floor

Keep it coming, brother!

For the honor of the Party, continue, continue!

2010/05/30 03:16 | 220.169.245.5th Floor

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Although Han Li wasn't terrified, his expression changed dramatically. This Ten Thousand Blades Disk truly lived up to its name. Even if there weren't ten thousand flying knives, there were certainly three to four thousand, which was more than enough.

Just then, Old Monster Feng flicked his sleeve towards Han Li, uttering the word "Sever!" All the blue knives immediately emitted brilliant spiritual light, transforming into streaks of blue light that shot directly towards Han Li. Because the number of flying knives was truly immense, for a moment, more than half of the sky was completely obscured by blade light, as if a blue mountain of blades was pressing down on Han Li.

The golden sword light above Han Li's head also possessed considerable momentum, but compared to the opposing sea of blades, it was like a small wizard meeting a great one, incomparable.

"Excellent!"

Han Li took a deep breath, his expression instantly returning to normal. At the same time, he let out a loud shout and, instead of activating the sword light above him to meet the attack, he raised one hand, and a jade-green sphere shot out, faintly enclosing a green wooden ruler. It was precisely the Eight Spirits Ruler Spirit Treasure!

As soon as the ruler was deployed, it began to dance on its own. A silver lotus shadow emerged from it, and under the frantic infusion of spiritual power, it grew larger and larger. The silver lotus shone brilliantly, almost appearing tangible. In a moment, the silver lotus expanded wildly to over ten zhang in size, completely shielding Han Li behind it.

"The Eight Spirits Ruler! You're the young man named Han from Kunwu Mountain!" The horse-faced old man opposite him cried out in surprise the moment he saw the lotus, recognizing the Eight Spirits Ruler at once. At the same time, the blue mountain of blades paused above the giant lotus, surprisingly not pressing down immediately.

"Daoist Feng recognizes me?" Han Li frowned, but asked calmly in return.

"I don't recognize you, but that Old Devil Xiang mentioned you to me once! I heard you're acquainted with Fairy Linglong from the Spirit Realm?" The horse-faced old man's eyes flickered continuously, wondering what he was thinking.

"Acquainted is too strong a word, but I do know her. Old Devil Xiang, are you referring to Xiang Zhili?" Upon hearing the two names mentioned by the other party, a strange expression appeared on Han Li's face as he questioned.

"Hmph, who else could it be but Old Devil Xiang? Leaving Daoist Xiang's matter aside for now, let me ask you: Before Fairy Linglong returned to the Spirit Realm, did she mention anything about spatial nodes to you, or leave you any shortcuts?" The horse-faced old man took a deep breath and surprisingly asked this.

"What do you mean by that? Didn't Daoist Linglong already give pointers to Brother Xiang and Bear Master of Ten Thousand Monsters Valley? Since Daoist Feng is an old acquaintance of Brother Xiang, it's impossible for you not to know this." Han Li's heart tensed, but he remained outwardly calm.

"What do I mean? Why play dumb? I specifically inquired about the situation back then. Fairy Linglong clearly had a close relationship with you. I refuse to believe she didn't leave you anything else or a contingency before returning to the Spirit Realm. As long as you hand over what the Fairy left you, this old man can let bygones be bygones." The horse-faced old man, however, didn't believe him at all, coldly replying with a sinister tone.

"Daoist's tone is truly arrogant. Setting aside whether Han truly possesses such an item, does Daoist Feng truly believe that a mere Ten Thousand Blades Disk is enough to defeat me?" Han Li refused bluntly. He wasn't a three-year-old child, so easily fooled. If he admitted to this, even if he escaped the immediate danger, the trouble would be endless if he were targeted by other Spirit Transformation old monsters in the future.

Hearing Han Li's words, the horse-faced old man's eyes flashed fiercely. He immediately formed hand seals, seemingly about to activate the mountain of blades again. Han Li's heart tightened, and similarly, with a thought of his spiritual sense, the giant silver lotus also began to rotate slowly.

Just as a great battle was about to erupt, a leisurely voice simultaneously echoed in the ears of both Old Monster Feng and Han Li: "Brother Feng, little Daoist Han, hold your hands for a moment."

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Han Li was momentarily stunned, and then his expression turned peculiar. The horse-faced old man's hands, which were forming seals, also paused, and a similar look of surprise appeared on his face. But then he suddenly turned his head to look towards the horizon, simultaneously letting out a hum and speaking leisurely:

"Hmph, Old Devil Xiang, you've arrived quite timely this time."

"Hehe, this old man happened to be in a nearby prefecture. As soon as I received your flying message, I naturally followed the markers you left to track you down. But this old man never expected that the person Daoist Feng intended to deal with this time would be Daoist Han. This puts me in a bit of a dilemma."

The voice chuckled, and then a yellow light flashed on the horizon. A startling rainbow shot forth with lightning speed, and after a few blinks, it arrived in the air between the two. The light receded, revealing an old man with an aged face and small, shifty eyes, who now wore a grinning expression. It was none other than Xiang Zhili, whom Han Li had met several times before!

"Senior Brother Xiang!" Han Li sighed softly and cupped his fists in greeting.

"Years ago, I spent several years mingling in the Yellow Maple Valley of Tiannan, so calling me Senior Brother isn't wrong. However, Junior Brother Han! This old man truly never imagined that the Qi Condensation stage cultivator from back then could cultivate to such a level. It seems I also had times when I misjudged people. In fact, when we met in Kunwu Mountain back then, I wanted to have a good talk with Junior Brother Han, but unexpectedly, there were other complications, and we couldn't even exchange a few words." This Xiang Zhili was unexpectedly amiable towards Han Li, appearing very benevolent.

"I also never expected to see Senior Brother Xiang again!" Han Li gave a bitter smile.

"Daoist Feng, for my sake, if there's no deep-seated hatred between you and Junior Brother Han, how about letting go of this small misunderstanding? It's just a descendant of yours from who knows how many generations ago who was accidentally killed; there's no need to truly fight Junior Brother Han to the death, is it? Your Ten Thousand Blades Disk is indeed a replica spirit treasure, but it's still far from comparable to a true Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure." After greeting Han Li, Xiang Zhili immediately turned to Old Monster Feng and smiled faintly.

"Hmph! A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, even if they possess a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, can only unleash its second-tier power. Could they truly harm this old man?" Old Monster Feng scoffed with a disdainful sneer.

"Indeed, if he only had one spirit treasure, Junior Brother Han would naturally not be a match for Brother Feng. But what if he possesses two Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures and several replica spirit treasures?" Xiang Zhili said, shaking his head.

These words caused Old Monster Feng's expression to change! (To be continued...)

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2010/05/30 03:22 | 122.234.14.7th Floor

Thanks to the poster above.

2010/05/30 04:19 | 211.136.28.8th Floor

Bench!

2010/05/30 06:59 | 115.52.144.9th Floor

Thanks, finally found the organization!

2010/05/30 07:59 | 211.141.86.12th Floor

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