The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

The training ground was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at Han Li with disbelief, then at Han Mu, wondering if they had misheard.

Mid-Foundation Stage, challenging Late Core Formation Stage?

This isn't just a matter of arrogance; this is courting death!

"Hahaha!" Master Wanshou was the first to react, bursting into laughter. "Fellow Daoist Han, are you joking? Sending a Foundation Establishment mid-stage junior to challenge my Spirit Beast Mountain's late-stage Core Formation Grand Elder?"

Master Jinpeng frowned, his gaze towards Han Li carrying a hint of displeasure. He felt that Han Mu was insulting him.

"Fellow Daoist Han, if you dare not accept the challenge, just say so. Why humiliate me in this way?" Jinpeng Zhenren said in a deep voice.

Han Mu remained calm: "Fellow Daoist Jinpeng, you misunderstand. Although Han Li is only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, his strength is not weak. I believe he has the ability to fight you. Of course, if you feel that it is bullying the weak and are unwilling to fight, then this battle can be called off, and Spirit Beast Mountain can simply admit defeat."

"You!" Jinpeng Zhenren roared in anger. Han Mu's words were clearly meant to provoke him.

"Very well! Since Fellow Daoist Han says so, then this old man will play with this junior." Golden Roc Master said coldly, "However, swords have no eyes. If you injure this young friend during the fight, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

"Life and death are predestined; each person depends on their own abilities," Han Mu said calmly.

Without saying another word, Jinpeng Zhenren stepped forward and stood in the center of the training ground, facing Han Li.

"Boy, what's your name?" Jinpeng Zhenren asked. Although he was angry, he wasn't about to kill a Foundation Establishment junior. He planned to find out his name and show some leniency later.

"Han Li, a guest elder of the Han family," Han Li said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Han Li? You're the kid who severely injured Wang Chan in the Blood Forbidden Land?" A hint of surprise flashed in Jinpeng Zhenren's eyes. Wang Chan was the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, with a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. It was said that he was severely injured by a disciple of Huangfeng Valley named Han Li in the Blood Forbidden Land, and this matter had already spread throughout the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom.

"I was merely protecting myself," Han Li said calmly.

"No wonder Han Mu dared to send you into battle." Golden Roc Master nodded. "However, the difference between Foundation Establishment and Core Formation cannot be bridged by some petty tricks. Today, I will show you what a world of difference truly means."

As he spoke, Golden Roc Master raised his hand and waved it, releasing a terrifying pressure. His late-stage Core Formation aura pressed down on Han Li like a mountain.

"Buzz!"

A brilliant azure light emanated from Han Li's body, and an azure flying sword hovered in front of him, transforming into a sword curtain that blocked the oppressive aura. It was none other than the defensive divine power "Azure Origin Sword Shield" from the Azure Origin Sword Manual.

"Interesting." Jinpeng Zhenren's eyes lit up. The defensive power of this Azure Origin Sword Shield is already comparable to that of some Foundation Establishment Peak cultivators.

"However, it's still a long way off."

Jinpeng Zhenren formed a sword with his fingers and pointed it out.

"call out!"

A golden sword light pierced through the air with lightning speed, aiming straight for Han Li's face. This sword strike was executed with only ten percent of Jinpeng Zhenren's strength, yet it was enough to severely injure a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Sword light splits!"

Han Li gave a low shout, and his Qingfeng sword trembled, instantly splitting into twelve sword lights. Six of them met the golden sword light, while the other six attacked Jinpeng Zhenren from different angles.

"Clang clang clang..."

The six sword lights collided with the golden sword light and shattered, but the golden sword light also dimmed considerably and was dispersed by Han Li's sword.

At the same time, six other sword lights had already reached Jinpeng Zhenren.

"A mere trick." With a flick of his sleeve, the Golden Roc Immortal created a golden light screen that blocked all six sword lights.

But at that moment, Han Li's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Hmm?" Master Jinpeng raised an eyebrow and scanned the area with his divine sense, but only caught a faint afterimage.

"Five Elements Sword Escape!"

Han Li appeared to the left of Jinpeng Zhenren and thrust out his sword. He used seventy percent of his strength in this strike, and the tip of the sword flashed with lightning; it was the "Qingyuan Thunder Sword" from the "Qingyuan Sword Manual".

"Such speed!" Jinpeng Zhenren was startled and dodged to the side, while simultaneously striking out with his palm.

"boom!"

Their palms clashed, and Han Li was sent flying backward, but Jinpeng Zhenren also took a step back.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"He blocked it! Han Li blocked an attack from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator!"

"How is this possible? How can someone in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage possess such strength?"

"It's that escape technique! And that sword, it's at least a magical artifact!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their gazes towards Han Li filled with shock.

Master Jinpeng's expression turned solemn. He had used thirty percent of his strength in that palm strike, thinking it would be enough to seriously injure Han Li, but he hadn't expected it to only knock Han Li back, and he himself had been forced back a step.

This kid's strength far exceeded his expectations.

"Senior Brother Jinpeng, don't hold back!" shouted Master Wanshou from the sidelines. He too could see that Han Li was no ordinary person, and if Master Jinpeng held back any longer, he might be caught off guard and suffer an unexpected defeat.

Master Jinpeng nodded, his gaze towards Han Li no longer showing any contempt.

"Kid, you do have some skill. But that's enough for now."

Master Jinpeng formed hand seals, his body radiating golden light, and a golden roc phantom appeared behind him. This was the Spirit Beast Mountain's signature technique, the "Golden Roc Technique." When cultivated to a high level, it could condense a golden roc dharma image, possessing boundless power.

"The Golden Roc Spreads Its Wings!"

With a single palm strike, the golden phantom of a roc spread its wings and soared into the sky, transforming into a golden streak of light as it hurtled towards Han Li. This attack had used seventy percent of his power; anyone below the Core Formation stage had no chance of survival.

Han Li's expression turned solemn; he could feel the terror of this attack. If he were to take it head-on, he would surely die.

"That's the only option we can use."

Han Li took a deep breath, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and his spiritual energy surged wildly into the Azure Edge Sword. The Azure Edge Sword trembled incessantly, cracks appearing on its blade, clearly unable to withstand such a massive amount of spiritual energy.

"The ultimate move of the Azure Origin Sword Technique—Sword Pierces the Heavens!"

Han Li unleashed a sword strike, devoid of dazzling sword light or terrifying power, but instead a refined cyan sword aura, as thin as a hair, yet containing the sharpness to cleave through everything.

"laugh!"

The cyan sword energy collided with the golden phantom of the roc, but there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a slight tearing sound.

The golden phantom of the roc was cleaved in two by the cyan sword energy, dissipating into a sky full of golden light.

"What?!" Jinpeng Zhenren's expression changed drastically. The power of this sword strike was no weaker than a full-force attack from a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation!

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

After cleaving through the illusory image of the Golden Roc, the azure sword energy continued its momentum, instantly arriving in front of the Golden Roc Immortal.

"Not good!" Jinpeng Zhenren hurriedly summoned a golden shield and held it in front of him.

"clang!"

The cyan sword energy struck the shield, causing it to tremble violently and leaving a deep sword mark on its surface. Golden Roc Master was forced back three steps, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

Mid-Foundation Stage, injured late-Core Formation Stage with a single sword strike?

This completely overturned their understanding of the cultivation realm!

"puff!"

Han Li coughed up a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee, his face as pale as paper. That sword strike had drained all his spiritual power and depleted some of his vital essence; he was now at his last gasp.

But he won.

At least in everyone's eyes, Han Li forced Jinpeng Zhenren to retreat and even inflicted minor injuries on him. Jinpeng Zhenren, on the other hand, failed to defeat Han Li.

"I... lost." Jinpeng Zhenren looked at the sword marks on his shield and said bitterly. Although he still had many tricks up his sleeve, being forced to this point by a junior in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and even getting injured meant that he had already lost.

"You flatter me." Han Li barely managed to stand up and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Hahaha!" Han Mu laughed as he stood up. "Fellow Daoist Jinpeng, you flatter me. Fellow Daoist Wanshou, according to the agreement, Spirit Beast Mountain must compensate the Han family with 100,000 spirit stones and three third-tier spirit beast cubs. Is that alright?"

The Beast Master's face turned ashen, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could not back out.

"A bet is a bet," Master Wanshou said through gritted teeth. "The spirit stones and the spirit beast cub will be delivered to the Han family within three days."

"Excellent." Han Mu nodded, then looked at the representatives of various forces watching the battle. "Gentlemen, the competition between the Han family and Spirit Beast Mountain has ended. One month from now, the Han family will officially establish itself as the 'Eternal Han Family,' and a grand ceremony will be held. All are welcome to attend."

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally bowed in respect.

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Han!

"The Han family is incredibly powerful; we admire them!"

"I'll definitely come to the ceremony in a month!"

Today's battle not only saw the Han family defeat Spirit Beast Mountain, but also demonstrated their terrifying strength to the entire cultivation world of Yue Kingdom. If a mere Foundation Establishment stage guest elder could fight against a late-stage Core Formation stage cultivator, just how powerful must the Han family's true foundation be?

No one dared to underestimate the Han family anymore.

The people from Spirit Beast Mountain slunk away. Other forces also took their leave one after another, preparing to return and report what they had seen and heard that day to their sects and families.

"Han Li, well done." Han Mu walked to Han Li's side, patted him on the shoulder, and channeled a stream of pure spiritual energy into his body to help stabilize his injuries.

"Thank you, Patriarch," Han Li said gratefully. If it weren't for Han Mu's meticulous training over the past month, he would never have achieved what he has today.

"Go back and heal your injuries first. Yun Ge, help Han Li to the quiet room and use the best medicine," Han Mu instructed.

"Yes, Grandpa." Han Yunge quickly helped Han Li up, her eyes full of admiration. She knew that if she were of the same level as Han Li, she would definitely not be his match.

"System, check the current status," Han Mu silently instructed.

[Host: Han Mu]

[Cultivation Level: Peak True Nascent Soul Stage / Mid-Stage Core Formation Stage]

[Cultivation Techniques: Fifth level (peak) of the Primordial Longevity Technique, Fourth level of the Heaven-Gathering Divine Technique, and the Nine Revolutions Undying Body (not yet cultivated)]

[Supernatural Abilities: Lesser Five Elements Sword Formation, Primordial Chaos Qi, Heaven-Gathering Technique]

[Avatars: Han Bai (Peak Core Formation), Han Qing (Mid-Core Formation)]

[Family: Han Family]

Family members: 4835

Foundation Establishment cultivators: 72

Core Formation cultivators: 3

Nascent Soul cultivator: 1 person

[Special Buildings: Spirit Eye Spring, Heart Refining Tower]

[Family Talent: Bloodline Resonance]

[Contribution Points: -1450]

Main Quest: Establish the Changsheng Han Family (In Progress, 60%)

"Sixty percent complete, not bad." Han Mu nodded in satisfaction. Today's battle has greatly enhanced the Han family's reputation, bringing them one step closer to successfully establishing themselves as a clan.

"Next, we'll prepare for the clan's founding ceremony. At that time, there will probably be some uninvited guests."

Han Mu gazed into the distance, a cold glint in his eyes.

From this day forward, the Han family has officially established itself in the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom. But this also means that the Han family will come into the sight of more people, including those enemies hiding in the shadows.

"However, we will meet force with force and water with water. With me, Han Mu, here, the Han family will not fall."

Han Mu turned around and looked at the clansmen who were busy building the mountain gate, a smile appearing on his lips.

"The Han family of Changsheng... I have been waiting for this day for a long time."