Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Han Li bowed respectfully.

"Brother Lu, if you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have..."

Lu Jianghe waved his hand, interrupting him, and looked in a certain direction.

"Actually, whether I come or not, you should be fine today."

Xin Ruyin took out an exquisite jade bottle from her storage bag and handed it over: "Fellow Daoist Han, this is the 'Jade Marrow Pill,' which has a gentle nourishing effect on internal injuries."

"Thank you, Miss Xin."

Han Li didn't stand on ceremony; he took the pills, poured out two, and swallowed them directly.

After swallowing the pill, a slight tingling sensation spread through his body, and his pale complexion quickly improved.

Although she didn't understand why Lu Jianghe said he wouldn't be in any serious trouble even if he didn't come, she just took it as an excuse.

However, just as his breathing stabilized slightly...

"hold head high--!"

A loud and long sound came from the horizon, shaking the mountains and forests.

Following the sound, they saw a giant python, over ten zhang long, tearing through the clouds as it approached from afar.

Its entire body is covered in scales, like a suit of golden armor, which gleam in the sunlight.

Golden-armored, silver-horned python!

This strange and monstrous beast was none other than the signature mount of his cheap master, Li Huayuan.

On the ferocious python head, a middle-aged man dressed in the robes of an elder of Huangfeng Valley stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn.

Who else could it be but Li Huayuan?

Han Li suddenly realized the true meaning behind Lu Jianghe's words.

Li Huayuan arrived riding a golden-armored, silver-horned python.

He did not adopt a condescending attitude, but stood on the python's head and nodded slightly to Lu Jianghe.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist. Thank you for saving my worthless disciple."

Lu Jianghe looked at Li Huayuan, who seemed to have a rather protective nature towards his own.

"It was just a small favor, and besides, I have some history with Han."

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan raised an eyebrow, turned his gaze to Han Li, and spoke with a tone that was both reproachful and concerned.

"Ha, you brat! How could I not know about this relationship? You've made your master worry about you for so long without my knowledge."

He then thought of something more important, and his tone became urgent.

"By the way, how is your Martial Aunt Hong Fu? And where are her disciples now?"

Han Li leaned forward slightly to show respect and quickly replied, "Senior Sister Hong Fu stayed behind to cover our escape and is currently fighting against the demonic cultivators. The other disciples have already dispersed to break through."

Li Huayuan looked at the tattered clothes of Huangfeng Valley on his body and the blood-stained wound on his abdomen, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Sigh, it must have been tough on you, kid."

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a storage bag materialized.

At the same time, with his other hand, he made a hand seal and released the "Traction Technique" from Han Li's body.

"Here are some spirit stones and resources, as well as some of my insights on Core Formation. When you have a promising future and break through the Core Formation bottleneck, take them out and take a look; they may be of some help."

Han Li caught the storage bag that floated towards him with both hands; he knew all too well what this meant.

It wasn't a gift; it was more like making arrangements for his funeral...

Han Li's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but a thousand words stuck in his chest. In the end, he simply bowed deeply to Li Huayuan.

Li Huayuan then turned to Lu Jianghe and said, "Fellow Daoist, since you have a long-standing relationship with this young man, I won't say any more."

The golden-armored, silver-horned python twisted its body in the air, creating a gust of wind, and headed towards the valley.

When Lu Jianghe listened to Li Huayuan speak, he felt that he had a natural, wild, mountain-like aura about him, like a wandering knight.

This mindset is well-suited for the path of sword cultivation.

Unfortunately, although he was the swordsman and had refined the flying sword magic weapon, it was ultimately not pure enough.

You can sense that his heart is now parched, and he is essentially seeking death.

Lu Jianghe naturally understood this.

But for Han Li, who had only been in the world of cultivation for a few years, human nature was far too complicated.

He simply couldn't see through it.

Just like when a person first encounters this world, they see towering mountains and endless winding rivers, and are captivated by the magnificent and boundless landscape.

The further one goes, the heavier the feeling of helplessness becomes.

They will only feel increasingly insignificant, and the world will seem full of contradictions.

This feeling is mostly loneliness.

Lu Jianghe smiled and said, "I didn't expect that your cheap master would treat you so well."

Han Li carefully put the storage bag back into his pouch, touched his nose, and spoke with a touch of sadness.

"Li Huayuan is a decent person to me."

Lu Jianghe understood, but unfortunately his cultivation level wasn't high enough; otherwise, he wouldn't mind lending a hand and offering assistance.

If he rashly shows himself and interferes in Hong Fu's affairs, he will inevitably run into Yun Lu.

It's hard to say who will stay and who will stay at that point.

Xin Ruyin reminded him from the side, "This place is not safe to stay for long, Senior Lu. Why don't we find a safe place first and then make further plans?"

After this brief period of recuperation, Han Li's spiritual energy recovered somewhat.

Hearing her suggestion, he nodded slightly without saying anything, but simply looked up at Lu Jianghe.

Lu Jianghe turned his gaze to Han Li, a smile on his face. "Now everyone's here. Han, where exactly is that ancient teleportation array you discovered back then?"

Han Li immediately spoke, his words clear and distinct, "The teleportation array itself is located in a spirit stone mine."

He then added gravely, "However, that place is probably now Ghost Spirit Sect territory. If we rush in, the risks are considerable. Perhaps we should wait until it gets dark before taking action?"

As for Lu Jianghe, things had come to this point, and no matter what, he was determined to go to Luanxinghai.

However, it's always good to be cautious.

Prepare for a rainy day and prevent problems before they arise.

This has always been an age-old truth that cultivators must acknowledge when navigating the world.

Lu Jianghe's gaze swept over Han Li's back, where a person stood quietly.

Although the mask concealed his face, the imposing figure was none other than Qu Hun and Zhang Tie.

Noticing Lu Jianghe's gaze, Han Li wanted to explain, but for a moment he didn't know where to begin.

Fortunately, Lu Jianghe did not ask any questions.

Seeing that Lu Jianghe didn't ask any questions, Xin Ruyin naturally kept silent about the unfamiliar, burly man following closely behind Han Li.

Lu Jianghe made the final decision: "Right now, the attention of all the forces in the demonic path is focused on the seven sects. They are probably neglecting to guard their heartland. We can go there first, and then we can teleport away after Han has recovered."

After it was finalized.

Only when it was completely dark did the group quietly approach the spirit stone mine area.

Upon arrival.

Han Li carefully led the way.

Avoiding both visible and hidden sentry posts, they found the entrance to the underground cave that he had carefully sealed off.

The cave is deep, winding, and has a complex path.

Han Li, familiar with the route, led the group deeper into the area through a maze of turns.

When we finally arrived at the familiar cave.

When his gaze fell upon the ancient circular platform shrouded in dust in the corner, Han Li's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

The teleportation array is intact.