The other party’s generous attitude made Han Li realize that as long as his demands weren’t too excessive, they would most likely be agreed to. It seemed his original expectations could easily be met.
Such lenient treatment was rare even within the entire Seven Mysteries Sect. It was clear that the higher-ups understood well what a highly skilled divine physician meant to those in the martial world.
Han Li didn’t hold back either. He immediately requested that the Divine Hand Valley be handed over to him alone, with no outsiders disturbing his medical research in the valley.
Such a trivial condition was naturally agreed to without hesitation by Sect Leader Ma. Perhaps to win Han Li over, the other party even proactively offered to assign him a young and beautiful maidservant to attend to his daily needs.
For a moment, Han Li was stirred by this unexpected offer, his heart racing, and he nearly accepted. But after calming down and remembering the many secrets he carried, he reluctantly declined, though it pained him to do so.
Han Li’s reaction earned Sect Leader Ma’s admiration, who now viewed him in a new light. He repeatedly praised Han Li for being young and promising, not indulging in carnal desires, and even said that if he had a daughter, he would surely marry her to Han Li.
These words left Han Li both amused and exasperated. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in women—it was just that he couldn’t afford to be at the moment.
And so, the entire Divine Hand Valley became Han Li’s private territory, with outsiders generally forbidden from entering.
To enforce this, Han Li even placed a large bell at the valley entrance. Anyone who wished to see him had to ring the bell, and Han Li would come out to meet them. This peculiar rule was boldly displayed beside the bell, and even mid- to high-ranking members of the sect were not exempt.
Han Li established this strange rule solely to prevent the slightest possibility of the bottle’s secret being leaked. As long as no one randomly entered the valley, he could ensure that the bottle’s miraculous uses would remain unknown to anyone else.
At first, this rule didn’t matter much to low-ranking disciples, but it provoked considerable dissatisfaction among many higher-ups. They felt Han Li was arrogant and overestimating his importance—even Physician Mo hadn’t put on such airs. How dare a freshly graduated apprentice act so presumptuously?
However, after Han Li successfully treated a severely injured guardian who was on the brink of death, all complaints vanished without a trace and were never brought up again.
No one would risk offending a divine physician who could potentially save their lives multiple times over such a trivial matter. The bell-ringing ritual was naturally attributed to the eccentric temper expected of a genius healer.
As days passed, even the sect leaders gradually accepted this rule. When they sought medical treatment, they would politely send someone to ring the bell and respectfully invite Han Li over.
Thus, Han Li gradually became an anomaly within the Seven Mysteries Sect.
Was he part of the higher-ups? He held no high-ranking position nor wielded any power. Was he a low-ranking disciple? But who had ever seen a disciple with such prestige? Even the sect leaders addressed him respectfully as “Physician Han.” Few dared to call him by his name directly.
Of course, this didn’t include our Li Feiyu—Senior Brother Li.
Li Feiyu maintained his cold and aloof demeanor in front of others, but as soon as he saw Han Li, he would switch to a carefree and casual attitude, addressing him by name without any hesitation. Unlike other disciples like Wang Dapang, who had grown distant and respectful due to Han Li’s changed status, Li Feiyu remained unchanged.
This, however, brought Han Li some comfort. After all, the feeling of being isolated wasn’t pleasant.
Thinking of Li Feiyu’s playful expression reminded Han Li of another familiar face—a bitter, pumpkin-like one.
Not long ago, he unexpectedly encountered another acquaintance from the same carriage ride into the mountains—Wu Yan, now a core disciple of the Seven Supreme Hall. Wu Yan was suffering from a peculiar illness that was neither mild nor severe but had proven difficult to cure by other mediocre physicians. Tormented by the condition, he had no choice but to seek out the renowned Physician Han, leveraging Sect Leader Ma’s connections.
It must be said that Wu Yan’s memory was quite sharp. Upon meeting the illustrious Physician Han, he immediately recognized him as his former travel companion, Han Li. The shock and peculiar expression on his face left a lasting impression on Han Li, especially since Wu Yan’s attitude toward him back then had been far from friendly—even somewhat hostile.
Seeing Wu Yan’s awkward demeanor amused Han Li, who naturally didn’t refuse to treat him. However, to protect his reputation, Han Li deliberately increased the dosage of the medicine, ensuring Wu Yan recovered within just two days. The side effect was that the intense medication caused Wu Yan considerable extra pain during his recovery—a small punishment for his past behavior.
It seemed Han Li wasn’t as magnanimous as he thought; he still held grudges.
In this way, Han Li gradually completely replaced Physician Mo’s position on the mountain, even surpassing it.
Now, every day, he would take out the small bottle and place it in an open area within the valley, allowing it to accumulate miraculous green liquid every seven or eight days. This liquid was used to accelerate the growth of rare herbs, which Han Li would then meticulously refine into various medicines.
A small portion of these medicines was used on those who came seeking treatment, while the majority was consumed by Han Li himself to nourish his vitality, refine his energy, and advance his cultivation of the Eternal Spring Art.
Han Li shifted slightly in the recliner, making himself more comfortable.
Although he was sitting in Physician Mo’s recliner, this wasn’t Physician Mo’s room—it was Han Li’s own residence. He had unapologetically taken everything he found useful from Physician Mo’s quarters and moved it to his own room. Given his current status, even if someone witnessed this disrespectful behavior toward Physician Mo, no one would dare to confront him. In everyone’s eyes, Han Li’s importance now far exceeded Physician Mo’s. People were nothing if not pragmatic!
In truth, Physician Mo’s residence was much larger than Han Li’s, and moving there directly would have been more suitable.
Unfortunately, Han Li always felt somewhat uneasy living there. After all, Physician Mo’s death was closely tied to him, and openly residing in the quarters of someone who had died by his hand gave him chills. It felt wrong. His own humble abode felt much safer and more comfortable.
However, thinking of Physician Mo reminded Han Li of the frustrating matter of still being under a dead man’s control.
During this period, he had carefully examined his body multiple times and indeed detected a faint, elusive cold energy lurking within his dantian. Han Li tried taking “Clear Spirit Powder” and various other detoxification methods, but unfortunately, none worked. It seemed the journey a year later was unavoidable.
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