Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

"Old man, I remember this was the Han family ancestral hall. How did it become like this? What happened?"

Han Li slowly raised her head, her dark eyes shining brightly. She bowed to the old woodcutter not far away and asked in a low voice.

"You're from out of town, aren't you? Don't ask about things you shouldn't, lest you bring trouble upon yourselves!"

The old man did not answer directly, but stroked his beard and looked at the person in front of him with a profound expression.

"Ah... to be honest, my surname is Han! And I have quite a connection with the Han family."

"I recently returned from a trip, and I never imagined that things would turn out like this in just a few years. Out of curiosity, I asked this question."

Han Li naturally saw the old man's concerns and calmly explained.

Upon seeing that the person before him claimed to be a disciple of the Han family, the old man's smile vanished, replaced by a look of doubt and complexity. His cloudy eyes scanned the figure in the green robe up and down, and after a long while, he sighed and slowly spoke:

"Hmm...not bad, your features do resemble those of the Han family somewhat, no wonder you were able to find this place!"

"It's a pity you've returned at the wrong time. The Han family has offended the immortals, and even the royal family doesn't dare to get involved in this mess. So I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"

"There might be cultivators guarding this area. Don't lose your life here!" The old man lowered his voice as he spoke, issuing a solemn warning.

Han Li was taken aback upon hearing this, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes.

When he first arrived, he had secretly scanned the entire Han family ancestral home with his divine sense. Apart from the mermaid demon, none of the other people in the entire mansion possessed spiritual roots.

Could this matter be related to that little mermaid fairy?

"Young man, since you claim to be a member of the Han family, there are some things I need to make clear to you."

"Don't take advantage of your skills to seek revenge on those immortals. No matter how powerful your martial arts are, you are still just a mortal. How can you compare to those cultivators?"

"I'm only telling you this because the Han family has taken good care of our family in the past."

Seeing Han Li's absent-minded appearance, the old man assumed he was plotting revenge and patted him on the shoulder to dissuade him.

After letting out a soft sigh, he ignored it and walked straight away along the winding bamboo path.

Watching the old man's departing figure, Han Li couldn't help but frown.

With a swift grasp of his five fingers, a blue-purple fish scale materialized from within the remaining sword mark, which he then plucked and held quietly in his palm.

On those fish scales, besides a small amount of mermaid demonic energy, there was also a faint, eerie black aura, as thin as a spider's thread.

As soon as the black energy touched Han Li's palm, it began to struggle and thrash wildly, like a worm trying to burrow into his body.

"This is... the ghostly energy condensed from cultivating the Heshan Scripture!"

Han Li was startled by this, and the power of her Core Formation surged forth, with seven-colored light appearing and completely enveloping the wisp of black energy.

Gazing at the black, ghostly mist pulsating in the center of the rosy glow, Han Li stroked her chin, a thoughtful expression on her face.

The cultivators of the Heshan Sect... It's been quite a long time since we've seen them. Back then, Han Li offended both the righteous and demonic paths and the Star Palace, and was later captured by Old Monster Yan while on the run.

If I hadn't been clever enough to escape through the help of the demonic path, the outcome would have been uncertain!

Han Li hasn't even settled accounts with them for what happened back then, and these brats have actually come knocking on her door.

Now that he has reached the Core Formation stage and so much time has passed, it seems that Old Monster Yan's days are numbered.

It seems necessary to personally visit them and settle the score for the grudges from decades ago.

However, just to be on the safe side, we still need to find someone to investigate this old guy's true abilities.

Thinking of this, Han Li's lips curled into a cold smile.

With a blank expression, he clenched his fist, and a burst of black flames surged forth, completely incinerating the wisp of ghostly energy clinging to his palm.

A flash of blue light appeared on his body, and he turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared from the spot.

The instant that wisp of ghostly energy disappeared, hundreds of miles away, inside a dark mountain.

An elderly man with slicked-back green hair, long black fingernails, and a short beard suddenly opened his eyes. His face, which was originally covered with wrinkles and pale, immediately showed a hint of joy.

This person is none other than Yan Laoguai, who has been in seclusion for many years!

Not far from Old Monster Yan, a blood coffin was suspended in mid-air, with thick chains wrapped around it, from which crackling sounds of electric arcs could be heard.

At the same time, a clear and captivating voice rang out inside the cave.

"It seems that my True Yin Nirvana True Yin Great Technique is quite to your liking, fellow Daoist!"

"Although this technique cannot completely eliminate the suppression of the soul imprint in a short period of time, it can achieve the effect of rebirth and shattering, tearing apart the primordial spirit and reorganizing it. In this way, the primordial spirit will be able to shed its shackles and break free of its constraints in no time!"

"Furthermore, with the strange fire on your body, you might be able to use the strange fire's primordial spirit rebirth method to make your divine sense even stronger! This would greatly increase your chances of condensing a nascent soul!"

"After you successfully condense your Nascent Soul, don't forget what you promised me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a slender, alluring female cultivator, completely naked, flew out of the coffin.

Behind it, nine fluffy tails of different colors stretched out freely, exuding a lazy and charming demeanor, yet also carrying a regal air.

Such a contrast is truly irresistible.

"Hehe, Fairy Linglong, you flatter me. I, Yan, am deeply grateful for your kindness and will certainly not forget our previous agreement!"

"However, having said that, fellow Daoist, you possess the body of a fox demon and also have intelligence. To have cultivated from the Qi Refining stage to the mid-Core Formation stage in such a short time is truly enviable!"

"Why don't you try to condense your Nascent Soul yourself and break free from these constraints, instead of needing my help?"

Old Man Yan chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the nine-tailed fox demon's graceful figure. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his senses and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Hehe, to be honest, when you stole this blood coffin and escaped, you left behind something that was crucial to opening it."

"Over the years, although I have cultivated my avatar to the Core Formation stage and can freely enter and exit the realm by controlling this avatar, my true body is imprisoned by the power of the laws and cannot leave even for a moment."

"Originally, I planned to wait until this Heavenly Fox Demon Corpse had cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm before sneaking into the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls to retrieve that item. However, I did not expect that because I often used my own essence blood to refine it, this Heavenly Fox Demon Corpse was also affected."

"After cultivating to the mid-stage of Core Formation, I could not make any further progress, let alone retrieve that item. So I can only place my hopes on you, fellow Daoist."

"With your current supernatural powers, plus the blessing of the strange fire, it will be a piece of cake for you to help me break the restrictions on this coffin!"

The Heavenly Fox Demon Corpse smiled sweetly, revealing two dimples on her pretty and charming face. Her whole body was shrouded in layers of different kinds of light and mist, making her exceptionally alluring and enchanting.

"I see. Since you've said so, how could I possibly refuse?"

"Moreover, that old fellow wanted to turn me into a Yin Sha puppet. If it weren't for your help, fellow Daoist, how could I have escaped from him? I will never forget this kindness!"

Old Man Yan gave a strange laugh and responded.