Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Noda Mountain, located twenty miles west of Xuanjian Sect, is a renowned mountain in the martial arts world.

Its notoriety stems not from its treacherous mountains or famous historical sites, but from the abundance of wolves, tigers, and leopards. Furthermore, its proximity to the Xuanjian Sect means that many martial artists heading there often stray into this area and perish as wild beasts. Consequently, fewer and fewer people pass through, leading to its increasingly desolate state.

The mountain wind blew, brushing against the rocks and treetops, making a "whooshing" sound that sent chills down one's spine.

A moment later, the wind gradually stopped, and faint footsteps could be heard from the woods. Although the footsteps were very light, they were unusually clear in the eerie atmosphere of extreme silence.

Suddenly, the sound of the wind that had disappeared began again, and some words could be faintly heard in the wind.

"You really tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead. What a terrible idea you came up with! Not only did it cause us to lose more than a dozen brothers, but the worst part is that neither of those two died, which made me get a good scolding from the gang leader."

In the pitch-black forest, two figures dressed in black stood facing each other.

"You can't blame me for this. The plan was going very smoothly, but then some kid named Han Li suddenly appeared out of nowhere. If it weren't for that, those two would have been dead long ago," said another man in black.

"Han Li? He's still alive!" The man in black's expression changed upon hearing this.

"What, you know him?"

"Heh, just some contact. You just said that Han Li saved those two, but that shouldn't be the case. I know this kid very well; he doesn't have any medical skills, so how could he possibly break the carefully prepared poison within the sect?" The man in black's expression hardened slightly, and he looked incredulous beneath his black robe.

"This Han Li is no ordinary person. He's already a second-rate expert at such a young age, and even the elders in the sect praise him highly. I wonder where this kid found those antidote pills. Speaking of which, these pills are quite remarkable. After taking them, the toxins were completely removed in just half an hour. Could it really have been given to him by that so-called immortal?" Another man in black pondered for a moment and said.

"I underestimated this kid; I didn't expect him to be so cunning."

"The key is the sect leader's attitude towards him. With Han Li's martial arts talent, it won't be long before he becomes the second Elder Gongsun in the sect, and it's not impossible for him to become the sect leader many years later. Such a major threat must be eliminated no matter what." The man in black said, his face twisted with rage, making no attempt to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Since that's the case, then I'll leave this matter to you. Besides this, the sect has another matter they've asked me to do..."

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The two men in black spent half a day plotting in the treacherous Noda Mountain before each using their lightness skills to escape, leaving only two severed tree branches standing there forlornly.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye. Han Li and Hao Le had become completely familiar with life in the herb garden. Hao Le, in particular, had been constantly breaking his water-carrying records, having traversed every river and spring within a radius of dozens of miles in the past few days. Although he hadn't yet achieved his previous goal of carrying a hundred loads of water without repeating any, Han Li still decided to teach him the first level of the Body Tempering Technique, which greatly excited Hao Le.

Through his travels over this period, Han Li became intimately familiar with the environment within dozens of miles of the Xuanjian Sect. This allowed him to plan several escape routes, knowing exactly where ferocious beasts roamed and where poisonous insects and snakes were suitable for ambushes.

At this moment, Han Li and Hao Le were sitting cross-legged in the medicinal field on the west side of the valley. A warm current flowed through Hao Le's limbs and bones, converging in his dantian as he circulated his internal energy. He felt a warm and comfortable sensation in his dantian. This warm current, initially the size of an egg, gradually grew to the size of a fist.

As for Han Li, he didn't feel much. On the contrary, he felt a slightly cool, tingling sensation flowing through his body. This feeling was completely different from the feeling of true qi. It neither strengthened his body nor seemed to have any special abilities for the time being. Apart from making Han Li more energetic and sharper in hearing and sight, it seemed to have no special features.

This familiar feeling was exactly what he wanted. As Han Li continued to circulate his cultivation technique, streaks of white light could be faintly seen with each breath. At this moment, Han Li felt a tightness all over his body, as if some shackles within him had been broken. This situation lasted for about half an hour.

When Han Li opened his eyes again, a hint of joy flashed in them.

"The Qi has been successfully drawn into the body!"

Autumn had arrived, the leaves were bare, and the herbs in the medicinal field had all been harvested. Hard work pays off, and Han Li had finally officially entered the Qi Refining stage. Although he was only at the first level of Qi Refining and his internal magical power was pitifully shallow, from this moment on, he was completely different from ordinary people.

"Han Li, I recently learned a Falling Leaf Blade Technique and have reached a minor level of mastery. How about we have a spar and see if your Flying Willow Sword Technique is more powerful, or my Falling Leaf Blade Technique is superior? But before that, we have to agree on three rules: no using true qi, no using your strange movement techniques, and everything must be done within limits. Don't hit me in the face." At this moment, Hao Le, dressed in a blue satin robe and wielding a short sword, stopped his practice and looked at Han Li, saying this.

"Then come on!"

Han Li also wanted to test the difference between the first level of Qi Refining and ordinary martial artists, so after thinking for a moment, he agreed.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hao Le, disregarding all martial ethics, preemptively struck first.

At this moment, Hao Le moved very fast, shifting left and right and using several feints to confuse Han Li. He slowly raised his hand, and the short knife in his hand was instantly swung out like a whirlwind, making several moves in a row, each aimed at a vital point.

Han Li chuckled at this. At this moment, no matter how swift Hao Le's movements were, he appeared as naive and slow as a child in his eyes. This was because his eyes and brain had been strengthened due to his practice of the Longevity Technique.

Han Li swayed left and right, effortlessly dodging all of Hao Le's attacks, before leisurely drawing the Frost Sword from behind him.

As the Frost Sword was drawn, Han Li seemed to have a premonition, always able to intercept Hao Le's short sword the moment he made a move. This puzzled Hao Le greatly, and his attacks became even more ferocious.

No matter how he attacked, his attacks were always intercepted in advance. What was even more terrifying was that Han Li was not using any martial arts techniques at this moment! This made him feel a chill.

"Okay, okay, I give up."

"I never imagined that your martial arts skills have reached such a level. I think it will be impossible for me to surpass you in this lifetime!"

"But speaking of which, Han Li, with your martial arts skills being so high, why don't you participate in the outer sect competition and become an inner sect disciple? Why do you insist on staying here as a medicine boy guarding the medicine courtyard? Although I have never seen the elders of the sect make a move, with your current strength, I think you are enough to be comparable to those elders."

"Look at me, I'm an inner disciple now. Besides the eight taels of silver I receive every month, I have more options for missions, and I don't have to do these dirty and tiring jobs anymore. You know, I refused to move into the luxurious inner disciple quarters for your sake, so you should thank me properly." Hao Le sheathed his short sword, patted Han Li on the shoulder, and said.

"Thank you." Han Li smiled and was pulled by Hao Le to sit on a set of steps.

"You're still so lifeless, like a silent gourd. But you've really taught me a lot, everything—reading and writing, farming, carrying water and chopping wood—you haven't missed a single thing. It's thanks to you that I learned all this, otherwise even if there were the best martial arts manuals in front of me, I still wouldn't be able to practice them," Hao said, putting his arm around Han Li's shoulder.

Han Li looked at the tall man beside him, a hint of sadness in his eyes, but then his resolve hardened.