Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

As Han Li was slapped away, Mo Juren screamed and covered his eyes with one hand. At the same time, another scream was heard.

[Ah——, what is this! ]

Hearing two different voices screaming at the same time, Han Li was firmly stuck to the tree, and then slowly slid down. While spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression could not help but become terrified.

“There are actually three people?”

"It seems that I can't escape this disaster today!"

This is the third poison that Han Li carefully prepared, the Seven Poison Water, the culmination of Han Li's poisons.

However, all the enemies he targeted were imaginable. He had never heard of or seen such a ghost-like opponent.

The most terrifying enemy is the unpredictable one.

The only thing to be thankful for is that it seems that only this unknown ghost thing will be harmed by the Seven Poison Waters.

Han Li stood up and ran. He could no longer take advantage of the current situation. At this moment, the ghost seemed to have made up its mind. It turned into a ball of light and flew straight into Han Li's mind.

Han Li also fainted immediately.

In the dim light, a weak green ball of light seemed to appear before his eyes. It was about the same size as his own ball, but the color was much dimmer.

When the green light ball on the other side saw how big the opponent was, it immediately let out a cry of surprise.
"How can it be!"

It wanted to run but then seemed to remember something, and floated over and slammed into Han Li hard.

Han Li was hit and then felt pain in his body, as if he was bitten, and he bit back without hesitation.

After a long time, Han Li, with a darker color, finally won. With the last bite, the other small light ball suddenly dissipated and finally merged into Han Li's small ball.

Xiaoqiuqiu suddenly felt like he was full, and then he became drowsy and lost consciousness.

After waking up again, Han Li found himself tied up, and opposite him was Mo Juren, whose eyes were wrapped in bandages, his right arm was broken at the root, and his body was so old that it looked like a non-human.

Looking at Mo Juren who was like a ghost, Han Li's heart was gripped with grief.

"I was too careless this time. If it weren't for the restraint of my family, I could have missed the target and escaped thousands of miles away. There would be no need to risk my life."

"It seems that when I go out in public in the future, not only should my identity not be exposed, but it is also best to have an alias."

Han Li summarized it secretly. For some reason, he always felt as if there was something more in his mind. His mind was clearer and his thinking was even more agile than before.

I couldn't help but recall that dream.

However, he had too little knowledge about cultivating immortals, so it was difficult for him to draw any valid conclusions now.

Mo Juren, who was blindfolded on the opposite side, seemed to have sensed something and spoke.

"Han Li, I know you are awake."

"Or should I call you Yu Zitong?"

Han Li didn't know what was going on, so he didn't say anything and just watched quietly.

"He is so cautious, it seems he is my good disciple."

"If you were as cautious as Han Li, you wouldn't have been ambushed by me, and you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Mo Juren's voice was very soft, as if it would disappear in the next moment. Listening to the old man who sounded like a dying old man, Han Li looked at him carefully and found that Mo Juren was indeed a medical expert. The poison of the fragrant silk had been suppressed and no longer spread. However, the poison had already spread throughout the body with the blood. Even if it was suppressed, the blood activity of almost all the blood in the body was reduced by three points.

Mo Juren really couldn't move his hands now. If he started to mobilize his internal energy, he would surely die, even the gods could not save him.

As for the Seven Poison Waters, their toxicity is mixed, and if the poison gets into the eyes, the pair of eyes will probably be lost.

However, no matter what, although he paid a heavy price, he won in the end.

"Han Li, answer me, how did you know about the existence of immortal cultivators?"

Thinking of this made Mo Juren feel uneasy. The difference between immortal cultivators and mortals was like that between a firefly and the bright moon. Once there were other immortal cultivators nearby, all of Mo Juren's plans would be in vain.

Even becoming food for others.

Han Li considered for a moment before speaking cautiously.
"Before leaving, our neighbor, Yan Ruyan and her master, listened for a while about the existence of the Immortal Cultivation World."

"They are all immortal cultivators."

What Han Li didn't say was that, in his opinion, even ordinary cultivators were probably far inferior to them.

But even so, Mo Juren's face still turned pale and blue. He probably didn't expect that everything about himself would be exposed so closely to another cultivator.

Even I didn't realize it at all.

But he was a hero after all, and his character was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Just a low sigh revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Looking for the immortal, I never thought that I would find the immortal right beside me when I was about to die. How ironic!"

"Han Li, I'm afraid I've seen clearly that Yu Zitong's words are probably not entirely true."

"Even he has fallen. I'm afraid my plan this time has already been in vain. However, I will never give up unless I go and see it with my own eyes."

"Don't worry, I have already given you a poison. Ordinary antidotes are useless for this kind of poison. Only the Warm Sun Jade, which is passed down from my Mo family, can cure it."

Han Li felt a growing chill in his heart as he listened to the tone that sounded like instructions for his last wishes. He didn't know if it was due to the viciousness of the person before him or the chill in his heart caused by the ruthless methods used by the person before him.

As if sensing Han Li's fear, Mo Juren even spoke to comfort him,

"Don't be afraid. I have a foundation in Jiayuan City, more than ten thousand subordinates, and I dominate the area."

"As long as you take my letter with you and help them find a place to rest and recuperate, I will give you half of this million-dollar fortune."

"Even my daughter, who is as beautiful as a fairy, will marry you. I will give you wealth, honor, and a beautiful wife."

"Everything you need is in my study. The skills, prescriptions, and puppet control methods are all prepared for you."

"Next, let's proceed to the last step."

Although the voice was weak, it was not difficult to see from the firmness in the words that Mo Juren had made up his mind.

Just from the fact that he had arranged a retreat early on, it can be seen that Mo Juren had already made up his mind to fight to the death and this was just his last attempt.

Although Han Li didn't know what he was planning, but thinking of that dream, Han Li had a vague guess in his heart that what they wanted was probably his body that could be used for cultivation!

After all, both Mo Juren and Yu Zitong seemed to lack such a body. (End of this chapter)