A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 268 You love me
"Is this the power of a great cultivator? So strong. Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators are like the difference between the bright moon and a firefly in front of him."

Yuan Yao was secretly amazed.

He then took a deep breath.

She then compared her husband to him and felt that her husband was not much different.

Because her husband's magical power was more than twice that of other cultivators of the same level, which was already the threshold for becoming a great cultivator. His spiritual sense was also far superior to that of other cultivators of the same level, even surpassing that of a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. His only slight shortcomings were in his cultivation realm and the purity of his magical power.

A high-ranking monk can use 1 unit of mana within his body to achieve an effect equivalent to 4 units.

My husband's cultivation level is too low; using 1 unit of magic power, he can only achieve an effect of 2.5.

This is the main reason why their cultivation level is relatively weak and their strength is much weaker.

"Husband, are you sure?"

Even though two of her own powerful allies were hidden in the shadows, and experts from the Heavenly Dao Alliance were waiting to meet her further away, Yuan Yao was still somewhat nervous.

The person in front of him was, after all, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

It is one of the three giants in Tiannan.

"I would love to have a match with him, but not now."

Han Li transmitted his voice:
"Don't worry, after ten years of refinement, the power of my Great Geng Sword Formation has increased considerably."

He then stood up and waited quietly for the arrival of Venerable Zhiyang and another Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ten breaths later, two streaks of light appeared in the sky, revealing two Taoist priests carrying swords.

One looked younger, while the other appeared much older.

It was none other than the Venerable Zhiyang and the True Man Tianshu, one of the Seven Masters of Taizhen.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Zhiyang."

Han Li and Yuan Yao bowed to each other first.

After observing the two men for a moment, the two Taoist priests descended from mid-air and returned their greetings.

"I met two fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, Fellow Daoist Tianshu, this way please."

Han Li led the two from Tai Zhen Sect to their seats.

Master Zhiyang seemed to sense something, glanced at the ground, and then confidently stepped out, arriving at the stone pavilion atop the mountain. This technique was a unique supernatural power of a Grandmaster of the Primordial Era: Shrinking the Earth to an Inch. Dozens of feet were reduced to a mere inch.

It is also a silent display of strength.

While not quite as fast as a Nascent Soul cultivator's teleportation, it's not far off, and much faster and more agile than a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's full-speed flight.

Han Li's eyes lit up slightly upon seeing this.

Inside the stone pavilion atop the mountain, the four people took their seats one after another, with a tea table in the middle.

Han Li personally poured tea for the two of them as a gesture of goodwill.

At first, the two sides exchanged pleasantries, but neither took the initiative to talk about anything serious, only chatting about trivial matters. After all, at this point, whoever was the first to reveal their purpose would be at a disadvantage.

In the end, it was Tian Shu Zhenren from the Tai Zhen Sect who couldn't hold back and took the initiative to propose a deal.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what will it take for your side to release Junior Brother Xue?"

Han Li, who had been sitting calmly on the sidelines, immediately smiled:

"Fellow Daoist Tian Shu, rest assured, Fellow Daoist Xue is safe and sound. He is eating and sleeping very well with me, and has not suffered any harm. As for how to proceed with the transaction, that depends on Fellow Daoist Zhi Yang's decision."

Upon hearing this, Master Zhiyang sighed inwardly.

Knowing full well that this time a huge hemorrhage was inevitable.

However, he had no choice but to redeem a Nascent Soul cultivator who still had three or four hundred years of lifespan remaining and could be rescued. Otherwise, it would discourage the rest of the sect.

Furthermore, if the person can be redeemed, we can also learn about the situation that day and the methods of the person in front of us through Junior Brother Xue.

He was very curious about what methods this Fellow Daoist Han had used to capture a Nascent Soul cultivator alive.

"Fellow Daoist Han, may we first meet Junior Brother Xue?"

"of course."

As his voice fell, a whooshing sound echoed three hundred miles away.

Yanli, carrying the Taizhen Sect elder whose magical power and cultivation had been sealed, flew towards this direction.

When Master Zhiyang released his divine sense, he could vaguely perceive the movements three hundred miles away. As his divine sense spread over, his heart immediately tightened. For for a moment, he vaguely sensed two powerful auras, no less than those of his junior brother Tian Shu, flashing by.

In other words, the two people in front of them came prepared.

The waiting time was not long, only a few dozen breaths.

Yanli handed the person over to Han Li, who then directly handed the person over to Master Zhiyang, showing his goodwill as much as possible.

This has left even Master Zhiyang stumped:
Why did we hand the people over to them?

Moreover, there were no marks of any restrictions on Junior Brother Xue's body.

how come?
The terms haven't even been discussed yet.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Master Zhiyang had never seen such a transaction before.

"Senior brother, I have already made a deal with Fellow Daoist Han without my knowledge. Please forgive me."

The old man surnamed Xue smiled bitterly.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Zhiyang and True Man Tianshu widened their eyes.

Today, they truly broadened their horizons and gained a lot of knowledge.

"Junior Brother Xue, do you know what you're saying?"

The most yang does not like the Dao.

Tian Shu's face showed even more anger.

This junior brother is so clueless.

To their surprise, their junior brother Xue showed no shame whatsoever; instead, he wore a smug expression that seemed to say, "I've done a great service, praise me!"

Then, the old man's voice echoed in my ears:

"Senior brothers, after my tireless efforts, I have finally persuaded Fellow Daoist Han to set very low conditions, almost just going through the motions. Our Tai Zhen Sect can definitely meet the requirements easily."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Zhiyang and Tian Shu took a sip of tea to calm their nerves, exchanged a glance, and then asked curiously:

"Tell me."

The elderly man surnamed Xue handed over a jade slip:

"These are the spiritual materials that Fellow Daoist Han needs. We don't need to gather too many; three to five portions will suffice as a token."

The materials recorded in the jade slip are auxiliary materials for refining ancient Nascent Soul level puppets.

It includes ancient ironwood, etc.

Seeing the spiritual materials that were tens of thousands of years old, Master Zhiyang and Tian Shu were still a little nervous. But when they saw that they were ten-thousand-year-old ironwood and that only two trees were needed, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

While the ten-thousand-year-old ironwood is undoubtedly incredibly precious for a lineage that cannot be passed down for three to five thousand years, it is not so precious that the Tai Zhen Sect cannot even produce two of them.

As the leader of the Tiannan Righteous Path, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the Ten-Thousand-Year Ironwood is specially cultivated.

According to ancestral teachings, each Grand Elder can only take out a maximum of five trees as materials for refining artifacts during their term of office, either to train newcomers or for their own use. The remaining ten-thousand-year-old spiritual trees must be left to their descendants. Furthermore, for each tree used, a new one must be planted and carefully tended.

"This condition is acceptable."

Master Zhiyang was the first to agree.

He still had the right to use three ancient ironwood trees, so taking two wouldn't be a problem. After all, ancient ironwood was only precious to wood-attribute cultivators in the Core Formation and early Nascent Soul stages. Once they reached the mid- or late-Nascent Soul stages, the refining value of ancient ironwood was actually just so-so.

"There are four more Dharma Source Pills left."

The elderly man surnamed Xue was much more careful with his words this time:

"Senior brothers, four Dharma Source Pills are not many."

The Dharma Source Pill was one of the rewards for his previous actions, but it ended up in Hong Fu's hands first, and then in Cheng Tiankun's hands.

This elixir is a precious pill made primarily from medicinal herbs that are at least three thousand years old, supplemented with more than a dozen kinds of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

One batch was produced previously and was divided up among the sect's higher-ups.

The remaining quantity will not exceed five.

He suggested to Han Li that he ask for four, even if they had to haggle, they could at least get two.

He went to great lengths to ensure the deal went smoothly.

As for why he was willing to speak up for Han Li?
Naturally, it's because there's profit to be made.

To be precise, it was to achieve another great feat.

"Junior brother, you..."

Master Tian Shu didn't understand what Master Xue was thinking. He only felt that his junior brother had suddenly changed and was actually speaking well of the outsiders who had captured him.
“Senior brother, Fellow Daoist Han has treated me with great courtesy and has not done anything excessive to me. How could I not be grateful for such kindness? Moreover, if we want to obtain the pure liquid to try to save that Xuan Tian Immortal Vine, we still have to rely on Fellow Daoist Han.”

"Alcoholic liquid?"

Master Tian Shu's eyes lit up.

If they could obtain the alcoholic solution, then the properties would indeed be different. No wonder my junior brother was so eager. He was clearly desperate to make a contribution and recoup some of his losses.

"Senior brother, let's talk about the liquid later. Let's take a look at Fellow Daoist Han's other requests first."

"Ah."

Knowing that Han Li possessed the highly sought-after pure liquid and intended to trade with their Tai Zhen Sect, both Venerable Zhiyang and True Person Tian Shu's expressions softened considerably. As long as Han Li wasn't making exorbitant demands, and only had minor requests, they wouldn't mind fulfilling them.

"In addition, Fellow Daoist Han is very interested in the many secrets of the ancient demonic calamity period and has been pursuing the truth. Therefore, after this, Fellow Daoist Han will need to borrow the library of our sect to take a look. At that time, Fellow Daoist Han's concubine will return to the sect with us, and Fellow Daoist Yan will go to the sect to look at the ancient classics on her behalf."

As the old man spoke, he pointed at Yanli.

Upon hearing that they wanted to borrow the classics, Master Tian Shu's expression changed slightly, and Master Zhi Yang frowned slightly.

Han Li, on the other hand, stopped drinking his tea and offered a brief explanation:
"Please rest assured, both of you. My cultivation technique is already the most advanced in this world, and I will not covet your sect's divine secrets. What I need is only some records from ancient times. The Tai Zhen Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, from ancient times to the present, and it must have preserved the classics from that period."

"Just that?"

Master Zhiyang asked cautiously.

"Besides these, I also ask that your sect refrain from further encroaching on the far west, where the Thousand Bamboo Sect is now under the control of Han and a few others."

Han Li's tone was slightly somber, and his expression was solemn:
"I, Han, am a direct descendant of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, having received the inheritance of the Lin Sect Leader before the Jin Sect Leader. Moreover, I have always remembered that more than nine thousand years ago, my sect's founder made a bet with the ancestors of your sect and the other major sects of the righteous and demonic paths, agreeing that neither the righteous nor demonic paths would occupy or interfere with the far west for ten thousand years. Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, I wonder if you are still willing to continue to uphold this agreement set by our ancestors?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, you actually studied under the Thousand Bamboo Sect? Which member of the Thousand Bamboo Sect are you?"

But how is this possible?

This is so different from the information my subordinates gathered... it's huge!

"Indeed, I, Han, am a disciple of the Thousand Bamboo Sect."

Han Li was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"So, Fellow Daoist Han, do you wish to recoup the losses from years ago?"

Master Tian Shu's expression turned solemn.

The Tai Zhen Sect and other orthodox sects began plundering profits from the far west thousands of years ago.

The far west is comparable to two medium-sized countries. How could they possibly sit idly by and leave such a lucrative prize untouched? Even if they were to share the profits with major righteous sects like the Heavenly Pole Sect and the Vast and Immortal Pavilion, the annual income from spirit stones they could demand would be at least seven or eight hundred thousand, and sometimes even more than a million.

Especially a thousand years ago, the righteous and demonic paths were too saturated with internal strife and were forced to withdraw from the southern hinterland, which allowed countless small and medium-sized forces to seize the opportunity and rise to prominence overnight. In order to quickly recover their strength, the major sects of the righteous path set their sights on the far west.

At that time, they were relentlessly squeezing the potential and resources of the far west to make up for themselves and recover their strength, making it difficult for the Thousand Bamboo Sect to cultivate Nascent Soul cultivators. Well, let alone cultivating Nascent Soul cultivators, even cultivating a few Core Formation cultivators was extremely difficult.

If Han Li demands compensation for the embezzled funds of the past, they cannot do so.

"Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, Fellow Daoist Tianshu, I am not the kind of person to make trouble unreasonably. How about we settle the score from sixty or seventy years ago, since it was a single transaction?"

That was also the moment he formed his nascent soul, the moment he seized control of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.

The reason I didn't ask for more is because in the cultivation world, ultimately, it's all about power.

Based on the amount of spirit stones absorbed each year, over thousands of years, wouldn't the Tai Zhen Sect have to compensate him with three to five billion spirit stones?

This is clearly unrealistic.

How could Master Zhiyang possibly admit to a debt from thousands of years ago?

He is not yet capable of getting the Tai Zhen Sect to acknowledge that messy account.

"Fellow Daoist Han, are you sure you want to let bygones be bygones regarding what happened back then?"

"I have no intention of cleaning up the mess left by our predecessors. All I want is for the far west to belong to us from now on, nothing more."

"understood."

This is acceptable.

The person before them was capable of capturing their junior brother alive, possessing unfathomable strength; he was likely another Heavenly Hatred Old Monster. Add to that two powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and other Nascent Soul cultivators, and this group was quite formidable overall, clearly a force to be reckoned with. They were certainly no less powerful than the small, scattered group of cultivators that Heavenly Hatred Old Monster had stirred up.

It's not unreasonable for this group of people to occupy the devastated far west.

In fact, sending these Nascent Soul cultivators of unknown origin to the far west is a good thing for the major righteous sects.

The situation in the south is complex and unpredictable. It's best to have as few small groups as possible, as having a solid foundation is essential for effective countermeasures; otherwise, it will be impossible to defend against them.

Furthermore, this person did not directly demand the far west from their Taizhen Sect, but rather asked them to stop getting involved in the mess there, which was not a difficult thing to ask.

Also.

They, the Taizhen Sect, have agreed.

However, there are still major righteous sects like Tianji Sect and Haoran Pavilion that haven't agreed yet.

Finally, and most importantly.

They still have to continue trading alcohol with this person!
All other trivial matters must be relegated to the back burner.

"Fellow Daoist Han, if that's all there is to it, then our sect can agree to this deal."

"Okay, happy transaction."

"Happy Trading."

The group of people all smiled.

...

"So, Fellow Daoist Han, what about the alcohol liquid...?"

"Does Fellow Daoist Zhiyang possess any Geng metal?"

Han Li didn't answer but asked a question instead.

"Have."

"how many?"

Without saying much, Master Zhiyang took out three pieces of different sizes.

The size of two walnuts, the size of a pigeon egg.

"That's all?"

"Fellow Daoist, this is Geng Metal."

Master Tian Shu emphasized.

He coveted Gengjin (庚金) but couldn't offer anything of equal value to exchange with his elder.

"Alright, I can give the pure liquid to Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, but the bargaining chips from both the righteous and demonic paths cannot be lacking. First, the Heavenly Extreme Sect and the Haoran Pavilion, among other major righteous sects, must acknowledge me as the Lord of the Far West, and for the next three hundred years, no righteous sects may set foot in the Far West. In addition, some spiritual materials must be compensated to me and my companions; these materials are exactly the ones mentioned earlier. In this way, I will consider the past unpleasantness in the Far West to have never happened."

What he said was one thing, but what he really thought was known only to heaven, earth, and Han Li himself.

"Secondly, the demonic path also needs to provide at least ten portions of spiritual materials to Han."

In short, the more materials needed to craft a Nascent Soul level puppet, the better.

Especially the ancient ironwood.

For him, exchanging materials for alcohol was excellent value for money.

For both the righteous and demonic paths, whether or not the Xuan Tian Immortal Vine can be revived depends entirely on the effectiveness of the elixir. They had already tried every other method over the past decade, all to no avail.

In the southern lands, only the essence of the Spirit Eye Tree remains unused.

If they can be saved, any other cost will be worthwhile.

"Thirdly, I, Han, need the Geng metal in your possession, fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist Han, you're asking for way too much."

"Two portions of the alcoholic liquid plus this turtle shell shed after the eighth-level turtle demon underwent its tribulation. Fellow Daoist, do you think this is suitable?"

Han Li said calmly:
"This level eight tortoise demon is extremely rare, and its spirit armor is the most precious part, with a considerable value. As for the essence? One dose probably won't be enough. The more essence we have, the better the effect of saving the Xuan Tian Immortal Vine will be."

Master Zhiyang took the tortoise shell and, together with Master Tianshu, examined it carefully. Their eyes quickly lit up.

This is indeed the turtle shell that the level eight turtle demon shed after undergoing tribulation through countless trials and tribulations.

Even in the Chaotic Star Sea, its value would be no less than a million spirit stones. In the Southern Heaven, it would be even more valuable than a piece of Geng metal the size of a walnut.

"nice one."

But it was precisely for this reason that Zhiyang fell into deep thought.

“Fellow Daoist Zhiyang, I am merely making a deal with you. In the future, you can use the essence to trade with the Six Demonic Sects for what you need, can’t you?”

"this…"

"Fellow Daoist, let's settle all the past grievances in the far west. I want all the Gengjin you possess. If you agree, then let's make a quick deal. If not, then don't bring it up again."

Han Li stood up, preparing to leave.

Seeing this, Zhiyang sighed:
"make a deal."

The three Taoist priests appeared to have suffered a loss, but inwardly they were overjoyed.

For the sake of the pure liquid, several major sects from both the righteous and demonic paths set aside their past grievances and joined forces to deal with the Yunmeng Three Sects. This demonstrates the importance they placed on the Xuan Tian Immortal Vine.

Unfortunately, it was destined to be a futile effort.

　Guys, it's getting colder lately, so please keep warm.

　　I was feeling really confused this afternoon.

　　Feeling groggy, I think I've caught a cold.

　　My throat is itchy and I keep coughing.

　　That’s all for today.

　　I'll get the medicine tomorrow.

　　No, no, I need to sleep. Something's not right.

　　I really can't do it today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)