“Hehe, it’s nothing really. I’m just very curious about how Brother Han managed to cultivate his physical body to such an extraordinary level. You must know, my Blood River Nether Needles may not be renowned for their sharpness, but to deflect them purely with physical strength is truly unbelievable.” Blood Poison paused before asking this question.
As he spoke, the demon fixed his gaze on Han Li without blinking.
“So that’s what you wanted to ask, Senior. My physical body is indeed a bit stronger than most, but it’s only due to a stroke of luck in the past—I happened to consume a few spiritual medicines that enhance the body. How could it compare to a venerable flood dragon like yourself?” Han Li replied calmly, revealing nothing.
“Spiritual medicines! I thought as much. But that three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form you used to block my final strike didn’t seem like the True Spirit Dharma Form of your race. It looked somewhat familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere before, but I can’t quite recall. Could Brother Han give me a hint?” Blood Poison chuckled lightly.
“Oh, that was just a minor technique I stumbled upon from an outsider’s cultivation method. I practiced it haphazardly, so I’m not even sure what kind of Dharma Form it is.” Han Li answered vaguely, giving no real information.
Hearing Han Li’s evasive response, Blood Poison was slightly surprised but laughed it off and continued urging Han Li to drink.
Eventually, the Void Refining-level blood flood dragon appeared thoroughly drunk before staggering away.
Han Li stood by the window of the pavilion, his smile fading as he observed the scene outside.
Blood Poison wobbled into another pavilion not far from Han Li’s residence—merely a few hundred feet away.
Han Li frowned slightly. At such close proximity, any movement he made would be under the blood flood dragon’s surveillance. It seemed this was the person Mu Qing had sent to monitor him.
Silently contemplating, Han Li stepped away from the window.
By then, the green-robed maid had cleared the banquet and tidied the pavilion before standing respectfully nearby, awaiting further instructions.
“You may leave. I’d like to rest alone,” Han Li said dismissively, waving her away.
“As you wish, Master Han. This servant will be on the first floor, ready to attend to you at any time,” the maid replied obediently before withdrawing.
Han Li watched her disappear down the stairs before flicking his wrist over his storage bracelet.
A flash of light later, a set of cyan formation flags appeared in his palm.
With another flick, over a dozen cyan streaks shot toward the walls of the room, vanishing into thin air.
Han Li formed a hand seal and sent a cyan spell into the air.
With a muffled *thud*, a cyan barrier materialized along the walls, forming a sealed restriction.
This barrier offered no defensive capabilities but excelled at blocking spiritual sense detection.
Though effectively under house arrest, Han Li had no intention of leaving himself exposed.
In the other pavilion, Blood Poison sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes closed. Sensing something, he opened them briefly, a cold smirk playing on his lips before he resumed his meditation.
Meanwhile, Han Li lay down to rest.
Despite the danger, the recent Saint Trial had drained him mentally, and he needed this chance to recover.
Once fully restored, he would carefully plan his escape.
With that thought, Han Li soon fell into a deep slumber.
He slept for an entire day and night before slowly awakening.
Rising from the bed, he stretched leisurely before sitting on a wooden chair by the bedside, resting his chin on his hand in contemplation.
He didn’t believe for a second Mu Qing and Blood Poison’s claim that they had always intended to rely on him.
With his years of combat experience, he had sensed their murderous intent when they first pursued him.
The sudden change in Mu Qing’s attitude must have been due to some unexpected value she saw in him.
Recalling the brief moment between their pursuit and her sudden shift, he realized she had only mentioned the Divine Devilbane Lightning.
Could that be the reason?
Han Li’s eyes flickered. He was almost certain.
But while Divine Devilbane Lightning was highly effective against demons and evil spirits, its power had limits. If the demonic energy or evil arts were strong enough, it wouldn’t be enough. Why would a Body Integration-level demon like Mu Qing care about it?
Unless…
Han Li couldn’t quite piece it together but decided not to dwell on it.
For now, knowing he had something they needed meant his life wasn’t in immediate danger. With caution, he was confident he could escape.
He would wait for Mu Qing to reveal her intentions and act accordingly.
With that settled, Han Li calmed himself.
The thought of fleeing had crossed his mind, but with Blood Poison so close, it was impossible.
His thoughts then turned to Lei Lan and the others.
Since Mu Qing and Blood Poison had pursued him, the trio should have safely returned to complete the trial.
Thus, he had fulfilled his duty to the Skywing Clan and was free from their oath’s constraints.
Not that the Skywing Clan would care much about a temporary Saint’s survival as long as Lei Lan succeeded.
Han Li chuckled before rising and sitting cross-legged on the bed, beginning his cultivation in serene focus.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Blood Poison frequently visited for drinks and conversation, while Han Li remained indoors, behaving impeccably.
Then one day, Blood Poison arrived in high spirits and announced solemnly, “Brother Han, my master invites you to the Wood Immortal Hall to meet several other Seniors.”
“Understood. Thank you, Senior Blood,” Han Li replied without a hint of surprise.
Blood Poison, now in the guise of a scholar, couldn’t help but admire Han Li’s composure.
He doubted he could remain so calm in Han Li’s position.
With a laugh, he led Han Li out.
Soon, they arrived at the wooden hall, where the interior had changed significantly.
Three long tables now lined the sides, each occupied by different groups.
Han Li’s gaze swept over them.
One table held two figures cloaked in identical blood-red robes, indistinguishable in form and aura, as if one had split into two.
Another seated a towering man in a black cloak, exuding a bone-chilling cold that seemed to freeze the air around him.
The last group consisted of three women.
A middle-aged beauty with snow-white hair and a pale complexion sat regally in a green palace robe, flanked by two young women.
One was petite with a sweet, round face and captivating eyes.
The other was tall, with snow-white skin and an icy demeanor. Both shared the older woman’s unnatural pallor.
Han Li remained composed at the sight of the first two groups, but his expression flickered briefly upon seeing the two young women.
He quickly schooled his features, though his mind reeled in shock.
*How could it be them?*
After losing contact in the Human World’s Chaotic Star Sea, he had never heard of them again. Yet here they were, in the Spirit World’s foreign lands, standing alongside Earth Abyss’s demon kings.
The fair-skinned beauty was none other than Yuan Yao from the Chaotic Star Sea, and the petite woman was her senior sister, Yan Li, who had nearly perished.
Back when his powers were still developing, he had encountered Yuan Yao and, moved by her determination to save Yan Li, assisted in a soul-returning ritual.
But during the process, they were swept into the legendary Ghost Mist, trapping Han Li in the Netherworld.
After great effort, he escaped—only to find Yuan Yao had vanished without a trace.
Now, seeing her here, allied with Earth Abyss’s demon kings, left him utterly stunned.
As Han Li and Earth Blood entered, the hall’s occupants turned their gazes toward them.
Yuan Yao’s eyes flashed with recognition before she schooled her expression into indifference.
Yan Li, however, blinked in confusion, barely recalling Han Li from their brief encounter.
“So, this is the one you spoke of? Only at the Spirit General level—can he really be of use?” The white-haired beauty spoke in a cold, aged voice.
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