The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Wu Yan's face twitched at his younger brother's words, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

It's true that the Seven Mysteries Sect treated him well, but one was a martial arts genius and the sect's future core disciple, while the other was an ordinary disciple with mediocre talent who relied on the sect's care.

The Seven Mysteries Sect isn't blind, so naturally they would show some favoritism towards Li Feiyu.

Besides, once people leave, the tea cools; with Vice Sect Master Ma dead, no one will care about Wu Yan anymore.

However, Wu Yan is wealthy and generous to his underlings, so many disciples try to curry favor with him.

Although Li Feiyu's martial arts skills were superior to those of his peers, it was impossible for him to be attacked by multiple disciples.

That's why Li Feiyu and Wu Yan had a conflict, which led to the hall master's reprimand.

“Young Master Wu, I heard that Li Feiyu is getting very close to those two disciples from Divine Hand Valley, perhaps…”

Wu Yan's henchman rolled his eyes and whispered in Wu Yan's ear.

"Hey! I can't do anything with you, Li Feiyu, but dealing with an ordinary disciple is a piece of cake."

Wu Yan sneered, and suddenly he had a way to get revenge on Li Feiyu.

……

Outside the Valley of Divine Hands, Han Li was carrying a large bag of medicinal herb seeds and heading towards the valley.

These seeds were collected by Sihaitang on behalf of Shenshou Valley; they are all expensive medicinal seeds.

"stop!"

Just as Han Li was passing through a grove of trees, a shout came from outside.

Han Li paused, quickly hugged the medicinal seed, and looked around nervously.

Soon, three disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect appeared around Han Li and surrounded him.

"Fellow disciples, what brings you here?"

Han Li looked at the three of them and asked with a puzzled expression.

"So your name is Han Li, right?"

Wu Yan had never been to Shenshou Valley, so he did not know Han Li.

Although Wu Yan entered the Seven Mysteries Sect in the same batch as Han Li, he believed he had power and connections, so he quickly forgot about Han Li, a nobody.

"I wonder what business you senior brothers have with me?"

Han Li's heart tightened; he knew this was aimed at him.

"Hehe! I won't let you be the innocent victim. Your brother Li Feiyu offended Young Master Wu, so you'll take the beating for him."

The henchman next to Wu Yan chuckled and pulled out a short stick.

They certainly wouldn't dare kill anyone in the Seven Mysteries Sect, but beating someone up wouldn't be a problem. Even if they were investigated, they could just say it was a friendly sparring match between fellow disciples, and getting a little injured would be perfectly reasonable.

Wu Yan stood aside with his arms crossed, observing coldly.

"boom!"

One of the henchmen swung his short stick and struck Han Li on the shoulder and back.

However, Han Li ducked and dodged it.

"Oh ho, you dare to hide? I'll beat you to death!"

When the henchman who had attacked saw Han Li dodge, he immediately became annoyed and called the other three men to surround him.

"hateful!"

Han Li was somewhat anxious when he saw himself being attacked by three people.

He had been staying in God's Hand Valley and had not fought with anyone else, so he did not think he could beat the people in front of him.

But on instinct, he fought back.

"boom!"

One of Han Li's henchmen was sent flying by a single punch.

"Go together!"

Seeing this, the other two men hardened their eyes and stepped forward again.

Although Han Li did not practice martial arts, the Everlasting Spring Skill was, after all, a celestial cultivation technique. As his cultivation level increased, his physical attributes were also enhanced. Therefore, Han Li was extremely agile, and the two of them could not hit him at all.

"That's it?"

After dodging for a moment, Han Li's expression relaxed. He hadn't expected these people to be as powerful as he had imagined.

"boom!"

Han Li dodged and kicked his two henchmen face-first into the dirt.

"you you!"

The two underlings were surprised by Han Li's strength and quickly retreated to Wu Yan's side.

"Hmph! I'll let you go this time! Let's go!"

Wu Yan's expression was also very ugly. His own martial arts skills were not much better than his younger brother's, and if he made another move, he would only be humiliating himself.

So he directly made a harsh statement, then turned and left with the two of them.

"Phew! I didn't expect the martial arts technique passed down by Elder Mo to be so powerful."

After seeing Wu Yan and the others disappear, Han Li couldn't help but let out a soft sigh and mutter to himself.

"The cultivation technique you practice is naturally powerful."

A cold, clear voice suddenly appeared, startling Han Li.

Lu Yao descended from the canopy of a tree and came to stand in front of Han Li.

"Elder Lu!"

When Han Li saw Lu Yao, he immediately bowed to him.

He bowed to Lu Yao not only because of Lu Yao's status as an elder, but also because he was grateful to Lu Yao for helping him enter the sect.

"No need to be polite."

Lu Yao chuckled and waved his hand.

"What did Elder Lu mean just now?"

Han Li looked up at Lu Yao with some confusion, wondering what Lu Yao meant.

"The martial arts technique that Mo Juren passed on to you is not simple; not just anyone can learn it."

Lu Yao looked at Han Li with interest and said calmly.

"Please enlighten me, Elder Lu."

Han Li was puzzled, because he believed that he was just practicing ordinary martial arts techniques and was no different from others.

"The cultivation technique you practice is called Changchun Gong, which is a cultivation technique for immortality. In other words, you are already an immortal cultivator, that is, an immortal or immortal master in vernacular novels."

Lu Yao smiled and explained to him.

"An immortal?! How is that possible!"

Upon hearing this, Han Li's eyes widened as he stared at Lu Yao in disbelief.

"To cultivate immortality, one must have spiritual roots, and spiritual roots are one in ten thousand. And you are one in ten thousand who can cultivate magical power."

Lu Yao told Han Li this information in order to bind Han Li to his cause.

"Since Elder Lu knows all this, could it be that you..."

Han Li opened his eyes wide and stared straight at Lu Yao.

"Since we are both cultivators, there's no need to address each other as elders. I'm a bit older than you, so I'll call you Brother Han. You don't mind, do you?"

Lu Yao chuckled and said casually.

"No, no, I don't mind."

Han Li quickly waved his hand, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Brother Han, let me remind you, that Mo Juren is surrounded by yin energy, he's not a good person. Don't worry about him, if anything happens in the future, you can come to Forget-Worry Valley to find me."

Lu Yao smiled faintly, knowing he couldn't be too hasty, and then disappeared in a flash.

"A cultivator?"

After seeing Lu Yao disappear, Han Li was somewhat lost in thought and muttered to himself softly.

Because Lu Yao had established himself as a senior cultivator in front of Han Li, and because of Han Li's previous goodwill towards Lu Yao, he did not doubt Lu Yao's words.

On the way back to Shenshou Valley, Han Li kept thinking about how to face Mo Juren's question.

During his time in Shenshou Valley, Mo Juren treated Han Li well, not only teaching him to identify herbs and refine elixirs, but also imparting martial arts techniques to him. He can be considered a competent and dedicated master.

Therefore, Han Li also had some doubts about Lu Yao's words.